Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

or

Now My Classmates Know About My Morbid Sense Of Humor And Isn't That Just Dandy

(Two girls are running down a hallway, carrying guns. A group of thugs can be seen approaching.)

JESSIE: You take the left flank, I'll take the right.

NATASHA: Roger. 

JESSIE: Minimal maiming Nat, I don't want more paperwork. 

NATASHA (pouting): You take the fun out of everything. 

(There are gunshot sounds as the two advance and move past the group of thugs.)

JESSIE: The target is in the west wing.

NATASHA (salutes mockingly): Yessir!

(Jessie rolls her eyes. They run down the hallway and find a scared looking man.)

JESSIE (mockingly): There you are Mr.Joseph. We have your birthday present.

NATASHA (lifts gun): Happy Birthday. (shoots him.)

[AN] This is the result of an unspecific English teacher, an overactive imagination, a morbid sense of humor and too much Black Widow.

(edit: 21/05/16: oh don't mind me just sweeping up some blinding spelling mistakes oh my god)