Warehouse 13: Fan Fiction

Warehouse 13: Fan Fiction: Part 2

Pete and Myka are walking through the streets of Boston, Massachusets. Myka turns to Pete and sighs heavily.

"What?" Pete asks.

"We've obviously hit a dead end."

"No, okay. No we haven't. I still have time to work my Pete-magic."

"You're Pete-magic. Really?"

"Yes"

"We need to call Claudia and ask her for help."

"Ugh. Fine." Pete pulls out his Farnsworth. Claudia appears on the screen, struggling with handcuffs on her wrist. She looks up and sees that she is on screen. She hides her cuffed hand behind her back and smiles guiltily.

"Hi Pete, Myka. Whats up?

"Where those.....handcuffs?" Myka says quizzically.

"No, no. There were, nothing. So, what do you guys need?" Pete leans into the view of the camera.

"We need you to do your, um, watchamacallit hacky computer stuff. We need help finding out where this artifact is. It's George Washington's coat.

"Um....ok just give me a sec here" Claudia starts typing away. "Ok here we go, a theft occurred at a thrift store recently. Nothing was taken but a ratty old coat."

"Ah" Myka says, exchanging a happy look with Pete. "That sounds like our artifact. What's the address?"

"9327 Gale Drive."

"Thanks Claud." Myka shuts the Farnsworth and the two Secret Service agents head off in the direction of their newest lead.

[Cut to the Warehouse, Artie's office]

Claudia is strugglin with a pair of handcuffs attached to one wrist.

"Get.....Off....OF ME!!!!" her glance shifts to a pair of plyers on Artie's desk. "Hello my pretties." She reaches for the plyer, but her hand passes through the table. "What?" she says in a confused tone. After trying again her hand passes straight through the desk a second time. "Zoinks" Artie walks in to see Claudia slowly sinking into the floor.

"Oh no oh no oh no!" exclaims Artie, grabbing the 'damsel in distress' by her hand and slowly pulling her out of the floor. She finally gets on her feet, so to speak.

"Thanks Artie. If you didn't pull me up i woul-OH CRAP!!" Claudia starts sinking back into the ground. Artie grabs a rope from a supply closet nearby and ties one end to a coat hook. He hands the other end to Claudia. She reaches the surface and sighs with relief.

"And what, exactly do you think you're doing!?!?!?" Artie looks expectantly at Claudia.

"Um, I'm....I'll just tell the truth. I took Houdini's handcuffs from the and put them on so i could walk through walls and stuff and i started sinking into the floor and i can't get them off. Wait, why didn't my hand pass through this rope like it did the desk and the floor?" Artie stares at her angrily.

"Because, it's coated in neutralizer

for use in situations like this one when a foolish Warehouse agent decides to mess with things that should NOT BE MESSED WITH!"

"Look, I'm sorry Artie. Thanks for helping me out of the.....floor. By any chance does this end with me saying I'm sorry and not being horrifically punished." Artie chuckles while undoing the now neutralised Handcuffs.

"No, no chance at all." He walks out of the office.

"Artie!!!" Claudia yells after him. "What's my punishment? Artie?" She starts to walk out of the room when she abruptly stops. She looks down to see that her shoe is encased in the floor. "Ahhh! These were my favorite shoes. Artie!!!!