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Date Posted: 13:28:28 12/29/02 Sun
Author: Flabulas
Subject: Slightly tiffed (SHORT)

*It is early morning, the sun has yet to rise above the horizon. Gad, behind the camera, walks up to the Kiddak residence. It has already been cleared of all the christmas decorations that had graced it last time it was seen. He pauses at the door for just a minutes before trying the door knob. It's locked. The sound of jingling keys can be heard as he searches his pockets. He comes back with a key and unlocks the door and pushes it open. He walks in quietly and softly closes the door. He looks around, locates the stairs, and makes his way to the second floor. Muffled words can be heard, but not understood. Gad moves closer and closer to the sound, the voices are now clear.*

Laura - Am I too much of a distraction? Is that it? You loose too many matches?

Flabulas - I don't give a damn about winning and loosing. Look Laura, it's not that I don't want you with me in the ring, it's just that I'm worried about the baby. Every single time you go out there your in danger of some jackass beating you up.

Laura - There's always been someone there before. You've come or Trent, or somebody.

Flabulas - But what if there's that one time that I'm not? Remember what happened on Wednesday? If someone had done anything then, who would have been there? They could have smashed both you and Trent and neither of you would have known what hit them.

Laura - But-

*Laura stops speaking midsentance, the sound of non too stealthy footsteps can be heard. The clear click of a hammer being drawn back on a pistol.*

Gad - Hey wait, it's me!

*The door swings open and Flabulas steps out, a Baretta in his hand pointing straight into the camera.*

Flabulas - Damn it, I told you not until seven! One of these days I thik I will just shoot you, just for trespassing. Now get out of here. I'll pick you up later for the thing we planned.

*Flabulas holds the gun steady as Gad backs away. When he reaches the stairs, he turns around and nearly jumps all the way down. The scene fades as Gad reaches the doorway.*

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