Skipper, Marlene and julian got out of the rusty taxi. The driver threw their bags at them. "Yah yah!! Im getting the tip..."Skipper gave the money to the fat, pink-faced driver, who grunted and sped off. "wo...This is...""Suited for a KING!!" Julian happily finished marlene's sentence off. The hotel lookedlike a palace,it had a rotating doorand you only saw people with expensive clothing and sunglasses (to cover their famous faces), followed by butlers who sheepishly folloed their bosses. The 3 entered the hotel, Skipper stumbled in and Swore loudly as the bags got stuck in-between the rotating door. Marlene gave him a sharp look.
"Ummm... A room booked for a mister Querosani?"Skipper asked. "Sorry misure, nu booking." The French man at the issue desk replied, he had a strong French accent, wore WAY to much hair-gel and you could see he has had a stresful morning. "Or a... Skipper?" Skipper smiled.The man looked up and smiled, "No"He said and carried on with the computer behind the desk. "How about a Marlene?" The man sighed. "Follow me..."He took the bags out of Skippers ahnds and led them to the elevator...
Marlene gasped, they stepped into their penthouse andlooked around...There were 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, 2 TV rooms, a lounge and a patio that showed a beautiful view of Paris... "This is just amazing..." "Dont get to use to it...After my mission with Skyler we will probably have to leave." "Why?" Marlene wined. "Do you want to be shot down by a machine gun? Or strangled? Now that you are with me...You have to be cautious..." SKipper said, opening their walk-in cupboard. He looked at his suit, and found a note in the blazer pocket. He slipped it i his jans pocket, planning to read it later on. He looked at the bow-tie, a scream echoed in his head... He flinched and closed his eyes, trying his best to ignore that painful memory.
"WOW!!" Marlene gasped as Skipper emerged from the bathroom. His hair was slightly spiked-up, he looked clean, fresh and very handsome. "Thank you Marlene." Skipper smiled, he sprayed some colone on him and turned to the bed. He slipped his hand under the Matress and pulled out a hand-gun and a packet of bullets. "She is good, no doubt." Skipper smiled and turned to Marlene. "Ok, preferably stay in the Hotel, you will be safest here. I will see you latest tomorrow morning..." Skipper said, turning to walk to the front door. A hand touched his shoulder. Marlene walked in front of him, Skipper took a quick look at the sleeping Julain. "Be careful OK?" Marlene said with pleeding eyes. Skipper gently took her cold hands and looked into her eyes. "Dont worry, i will be back. Im with one of the best agents there is." "OK, and dont forget about me tonight OK? I know Skyler is a whole lot prettier than me, and she probably knows how to charm...
Outside the hotel door Skyler was listening to the conversation, her head pressed against the door. She was wearing a black dress, high-heals (completely out of her comfort zone) red lipstick and she had curled her hair. "Dont worry Marlene" She heared Skipper say. "She is just another agent, nothing more and will never be more than that to me. She is like Starite to me...A sister and nothing more." Starlite closed her eyes and clutched her chest. She should have known... Not even Skyler was good enough to impress Skipper. Skyler lifted her head from the door and walked down the isle door to the elevator...
Skipper leaned closer to Marlene on the other side of the door. Just then a yawn came from the other end of the room, Julian was busy waking up. Marlene gave him a soft peck on the cheek, smiled and said "Be careful?" "Will do..." He replied, smiled, grabbed his jacket and walked out the door.
"Ready to go?" Skyler asked Skipper, Skipper looked up and his jaw dropped. "Um...Yah! Of course, lets go, we cant be late." Him and Skyler steeped into a 1980's Ferrari and the driver took off into the cold night air.
Marlene sighed out of complete boredom. She grabbed a jacket and took the elevator down to the dining room. "Table for 1?" She asked the one of the waitresses, who led her to a cosy table. The room, like the rest of the hotel, was beautiful. But it had a more modern air to it, the lights were dim and she could smell the food from the kitchen. "Would madam like some water?" Asked a different waitron with the same name-tag on as the previous one. "Yes, thank you." Marlene took the glass gratefully and took a sip...She sould have been more suspicious about this ginger-haired man. The waitron smiled a evil grin. Marlene started feeling dizzy, she drank more water. But this only made it worse. She got up and stumbled towards the reasturant door, tripping over several things along the way. As she was about to get the lift,a hand grabbed her and covered her mouth. She couldnt scream or fight, she was to weak... All she wanted to do is sleep.. "Help...Skipper..." She mouned as she got dragged out the front door.
"Ummm... A room booked for a mister Querosani?"Skipper asked. "Sorry misure, nu booking." The French man at the issue desk replied, he had a strong French accent, wore WAY to much hair-gel and you could see he has had a stresful morning. "Or a... Skipper?" Skipper smiled.The man looked up and smiled, "No"He said and carried on with the computer behind the desk. "How about a Marlene?" The man sighed. "Follow me..."He took the bags out of Skippers ahnds and led them to the elevator...
Marlene gasped, they stepped into their penthouse andlooked around...There were 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, 2 TV rooms, a lounge and a patio that showed a beautiful view of Paris... "This is just amazing..." "Dont get to use to it...After my mission with Skyler we will probably have to leave." "Why?" Marlene wined. "Do you want to be shot down by a machine gun? Or strangled? Now that you are with me...You have to be cautious..." SKipper said, opening their walk-in cupboard. He looked at his suit, and found a note in the blazer pocket. He slipped it i his jans pocket, planning to read it later on. He looked at the bow-tie, a scream echoed in his head... He flinched and closed his eyes, trying his best to ignore that painful memory.
"WOW!!" Marlene gasped as Skipper emerged from the bathroom. His hair was slightly spiked-up, he looked clean, fresh and very handsome. "Thank you Marlene." Skipper smiled, he sprayed some colone on him and turned to the bed. He slipped his hand under the Matress and pulled out a hand-gun and a packet of bullets. "She is good, no doubt." Skipper smiled and turned to Marlene. "Ok, preferably stay in the Hotel, you will be safest here. I will see you latest tomorrow morning..." Skipper said, turning to walk to the front door. A hand touched his shoulder. Marlene walked in front of him, Skipper took a quick look at the sleeping Julain. "Be careful OK?" Marlene said with pleeding eyes. Skipper gently took her cold hands and looked into her eyes. "Dont worry, i will be back. Im with one of the best agents there is." "OK, and dont forget about me tonight OK? I know Skyler is a whole lot prettier than me, and she probably knows how to charm...
Outside the hotel door Skyler was listening to the conversation, her head pressed against the door. She was wearing a black dress, high-heals (completely out of her comfort zone) red lipstick and she had curled her hair. "Dont worry Marlene" She heared Skipper say. "She is just another agent, nothing more and will never be more than that to me. She is like Starite to me...A sister and nothing more." Starlite closed her eyes and clutched her chest. She should have known... Not even Skyler was good enough to impress Skipper. Skyler lifted her head from the door and walked down the isle door to the elevator...
Skipper leaned closer to Marlene on the other side of the door. Just then a yawn came from the other end of the room, Julian was busy waking up. Marlene gave him a soft peck on the cheek, smiled and said "Be careful?" "Will do..." He replied, smiled, grabbed his jacket and walked out the door.
"Ready to go?" Skyler asked Skipper, Skipper looked up and his jaw dropped. "Um...Yah! Of course, lets go, we cant be late." Him and Skyler steeped into a 1980's Ferrari and the driver took off into the cold night air.
Marlene sighed out of complete boredom. She grabbed a jacket and took the elevator down to the dining room. "Table for 1?" She asked the one of the waitresses, who led her to a cosy table. The room, like the rest of the hotel, was beautiful. But it had a more modern air to it, the lights were dim and she could smell the food from the kitchen. "Would madam like some water?" Asked a different waitron with the same name-tag on as the previous one. "Yes, thank you." Marlene took the glass gratefully and took a sip...She sould have been more suspicious about this ginger-haired man. The waitron smiled a evil grin. Marlene started feeling dizzy, she drank more water. But this only made it worse. She got up and stumbled towards the reasturant door, tripping over several things along the way. As she was about to get the lift,a hand grabbed her and covered her mouth. She couldnt scream or fight, she was to weak... All she wanted to do is sleep.. "Help...Skipper..." She mouned as she got dragged out the front door.