Warehouse 13: Fan Fiction

Warehouse 13: Fan Fiction: Part 1

Myka, Pete, Claudia and Artie sit in Artie's office. Pete is sitting a desk with his feet up, eating donuts.  Myka is reading a book and Claudia is typing away at her computer. Artie walks in hurriedly with an armfull of blueprints. Myka looks up, confused.

"What's with the armfull of junk?" Artie pushes his glasses up on his nose.

"This junk is the blueprints from secret government project that was executed in the center of Easter Island. Pete! get your feet off my desk"

Pete mumbles through a mouthfull of doughnuts.

"What?" Artie asks. Myka turns to him with a smile.

"He says he's sorry." 

"WHATEVER!" Artie yells. Claudia looks up from her computer.

"Ohhhkay. calm down there Grumpy Gus. Anyway, we have a ping" 

"But what about Easter Island?" says Pete, finally swallowing his huge mouthfull of doughnuts. 

"That can wait" Artie grumbles while looking at the computer. "Right now, you're going to....um......Boston. There's been reports of groups of people robbing jewel stores. i know what you're thinking: 'so what' but the wierd thing is, they don't seem to care about alarms or even the police. They just go in, steal the jewels and walk out the front door. Authorities are always preocupied with something else. Coincidence? I think not." Pete and Myka get up. Pete looks at Myka.

"Well, break time's over." 

"i guess so" says Myka. Pete and Myka walk out. 

"Bye Artie" Pete and Myka say together.

"Yeah, sure." 

Claudia looks back at her computer.

"Bye Claudia" she says, mimicking Pete and Myka. "Oh bye Pete and Myka. Good luck!" says claudia, changing to her regular voice.

[Cut to a jewel store, crime scene tape is everywhere as well as broken glass. Pete and Myka are speaking to a Boston police officer]

"So they smashed everything, took the jewels and just left?" Pete asks the officer.

"Yeah, seems so." Reports the officer, matter-of-factly. "We were all responding to a riot on the other side of town.

"A riot?" asks Myka quizzically. "And what, exactly, was the riot about?"

"Thats's the thing, no one knows. All of the people involved have no recollection of the event. Or, more likely, they're lying to secure their innocence. It's still weird though, if you ask me." Myka is over on the other side of the store, looking at the ground closely while simultaneously pulling on a pair of purple latex gloves.

"Pete, come look at this." Pete walks over to Myka and looks at the floor. There is a small brass button on the floor and Pete picks it up. It has the letters G.W. on it.  Pete takes out his Farnsworth and calls Artie.

"What?" Artie asks through the Farnsworth.

" Its a button" Pete says. "A brass one with the letters G.W. on it. Gullible Wallaby? No. Giraffe.....um......Wind-turbine? No. Gill-"

"Pete!" Interrupts Artie angrily. "G.W. Hmmmmm. Ah! i got it! George Washington's coat."

"George Washington?" inquires Myka. 

"Yeah. His extreme leadership skills gave him almost supernatural command over his men. They trusted him so much that they would do anything he told them to. Anything."

"So," Pete says incredulously "You're saying that whoever wears this coat can control-'

"Anyone. Yes. And that's why, you and Myka are going to snag, bag, and tag it." Artie hangs up. Myka and Pete exchange shrugs and walk out of the store.

 [Cut to the Warehouse]

Claudia is doing inventory with her headphones on, bobbing her head to the music. The classic rock can be heard through her headphones. She stops and sees something on the shelf, peering closer to get a better look.

"Well hello there" she says while picking up a pair of rus . "What magically delicious thing do you do?" She looks at the tag. "Houdini's Handcuffs: allows you to pass through any solid mass as if it were not there. " She looks slyly left, then right. "I'm gonna have some fun with this"