Post by forza21 on Oct 20, 2007 9:58:01 GMT
I done this about an hour ago. I hope you like it and want more!
CHERUB - Siblings Keeper.
It was a cold night, a blizzard had just ended and the team were getting ready to do another 50 kilometers. San Juan was the leading explorer, a Brazilian explorer it was his first time so near the South Pole.
He was in a tent the size of two houses with three other people. In the middle was a small, transportable gas cooker. On it was a kettle which had obviously seen its way through a fair amount of snow. A young woman sat up and raised her voice above the icy winds.
“Sir, we are five kilometers away from our excavation point, we should be able to reach there in an hour after leaving this point, what do you suggest our method of operation be?” she asked. Marianne Jones, Anne by anybody who didn’t want to leave with one eye and a half-eaten tongue. She was the groups leading personnel of, well what ever it was San didn’t no nor care.
He found her very attractive and even though they were both happily married; he was always on the lookout to see if he could get a quick glance.
“I do not no.” he replied truthfully, “I’ve been instructed to make a mark on the GPS, and leave.”
The tent turned into uproar voices trying to be louder and louder. San Juan smiled, the British Army were not taking him seriously and they thought he would trek up here for nothing, no, definitely not.
“My people, do not quarrel,” he said in his peaceful, calming voice, “When we get there we will scavenge around, see why we are here. Anything valuable we will take, sell when we get back home.”
Nakashi Takawoha smiled and grunted, “Good, good! That is good, now let us celebrate.” And he raised two bottles of champagne from nowhere and uncorked them filling everyone’s cups which had just been used for drinking a particularly sweet, hot lemon beverage.
The tent filled and more champagne was produced, once again by Nakashi Takawoha.
San Juan was about to leave the tent and head off to sleep when Anne caught his arm.
“The Army, they’ll get you for what you’re gonna do.” She whispered. San smiled and leaned in so his brown eyes locked into her green. Just three words came out of his mouth and they blew Anne’s hair back a little.
“Let them try.” He said before turning and leaving the tent.
San Juan and his whole team were killed just minutes after leaving for the final stage of the trip. The media has not yet gained a suspect although members high up in the Government have. And they’re going to need a little branch to stop him.
Because no one suspects a child of being a spy.
CHAPTER 1
Whatever other cherubs say about running James knew it wasn’t true. As he sped through the final lap of his punishment, he wiped the sweat from his brows and kicked his legs higher.
James had been caught with a bucket of ketchup and after a search of his room an elicit plan to dump it on a red-shirt who had been lippy as James gave him Maths tutoring had been found.
Running faster now he sprinted along the finishing straight and with a grunt jogged another hundred meters to calm himself down.
He looked across to the main campus block as he picked up his water bottle. He panted heavily as he unscrewed the bottle and downed the liquid.
Turning he headed towards the changing rooms to have a quick shower before using the lovely soap and shampoo in his room.
By the time he’d finished changing, taken a shower and dried his hair with a damp towel the sky was getting darker rapidly and he wondered if he’d be able to get a snog from Dana before washing properly and finishing his homework.
James turned around to see a familiar figure. It was Kyle one of his best friend at campus, he only had a few months left before leaving and was making sure he’d done everything before he packed up and went.
As Kyle approached James caught a whiff of a horrid stench. Holding his nose he gave Kyle a friendly push.
“What happened to you? Decided to turn into a proper boy and release all that sweat?” James said. Kyle shook his head.
“Don’t think so plebhead, the red-shirts decided it would be fun to egg me as I tried to steal all of their valuables.” Kyle muttered taking off his navy t-shirt and wringing it. Transparent goo fell to the floor and the unbelievable smell made bile rise in James’s throat.
Together they made there way back to the eighth floor where both there rooms were. Climbing the stairs – as James didn’t want the elevator reeking – they entered their rooms with a good night and a wash your self idiot.
James opened his toilet door to find Dana in there zipping up her jeans. Smiling she turned around and flushed the toilet.
“Hey babes,” James said, happy to see that she wasn’t in a don’t touch me mood, “What are you doing in here?”
“My room’s toilet has messed up and I need to place to piss, don’t I?” Dana said rubbing her hand down James’ back and kissing him for five seconds on the lips.
“Is that all I get?” James’ said trying not to show the disappointment on his face.
Dana smiled and pushed her hands under his shirt and rubbed his lower back with her fingernails. Immediately James’ hormones shot up into the sky and the friction in his trousers began. Dana seemed to notice has she placed a finger on his lips.
“Definitely,” she said as she turned to walk out of his room. James crashed unto his bed a smile playing Fur Elise on his lips.
She sure is a babe .
***
In her room Lauren Adams sat on her bed with Rat by her side. They’d been talking about the events of her first solo mission and they had decided that they’d get closer.
“I just can’t stand you going into a mission like that. It scares me the things they do to girls and I don’t want anything horrible happening.” Rat said holding Lauren’s hand. Lauren smiled and gave Rat a peck on the cheek. Rat brightened up and moved in closer.
“What do you think you’re doing, you’re not a womaniser you know Mr Bond.” Lauren joked picking up her pillow and using it as a battering ram against Rat which resulted in him falling onto the floor.
Picking himself up Rat lifted Lauren up and kissed her. Smiling inwardly Lauren gave Rat a longer kiss. After Rat had dropped her unto the bed Lauren excused herself to her the toilet in an adjoining room.
The small room smelled like lavender which was better than her boyfriend after a session of sports or whatever he did with the other boys.
Flipping her new phone out Lauren sent a text to Bethany and a couple of other friends. The mouse is in the building, are you ready?
Within a couple of seconds she received four texts back all saying ready.
“Lauren hurry up in there!” Rat shouted banging on the door. Hurriedly Lauren sent a text to Bethany telling her to forward it: Strike at 21:56.
Smiling she looked across the to toilet clock it was nine-fifty-five.
“Coming!” she shouted. Unbolting the door she grabbed a can of air freshener. Holding it behind her back she walked towards Rathbone and whispered in his ear.
“You ready?”
As soon as that was said Lauren whacked Rat over the head with the can. Her room door burst open and Bethany ran in with three other girls all holding different items.
Rat crumpled to the ground after the blow to the head and one of Laurens friends lifted him up and slammed him against the wall.
Another had a couple of eggs and she threw then at his head point-blank. Rat screamed and tried to wriggle free but the girl pinning him was strong and didn’t budge.
Meanwhile Bethany and Lauren produced pieces of rope and the girl holding Rat flung across the room. Landing with a thump on the floor Rat snarled and aimed himself at Lauren’s remaining mate who was busy placing a chair in the middle of the room.
Bethany gave a shriek of delight as the girl flipped Rat over easily and punched him in the gut.
“Lauren!” Rat screamed his face red, “What are you playing at?”
Pushing him unto the chair Lauren and another girl wrapped ropes around his wrist, which they forced behind the chair. Rat was making to much noise screaming so Bethany grabbed a sock of the floor and crammed it into Rat’s mouth.
Gagged with a disgusting sock Rat took to trying to shake his way free. But after he’d been wrapped from head to toe in rope he couldn’t move anywhere.
His eyes wide pleaded with Lauren but she wasn’t having any of it.
“Who have you been cheating on me with?” Lauren snarled her tone vicious.
CHERUB - Siblings Keeper.
It was a cold night, a blizzard had just ended and the team were getting ready to do another 50 kilometers. San Juan was the leading explorer, a Brazilian explorer it was his first time so near the South Pole.
He was in a tent the size of two houses with three other people. In the middle was a small, transportable gas cooker. On it was a kettle which had obviously seen its way through a fair amount of snow. A young woman sat up and raised her voice above the icy winds.
“Sir, we are five kilometers away from our excavation point, we should be able to reach there in an hour after leaving this point, what do you suggest our method of operation be?” she asked. Marianne Jones, Anne by anybody who didn’t want to leave with one eye and a half-eaten tongue. She was the groups leading personnel of, well what ever it was San didn’t no nor care.
He found her very attractive and even though they were both happily married; he was always on the lookout to see if he could get a quick glance.
“I do not no.” he replied truthfully, “I’ve been instructed to make a mark on the GPS, and leave.”
The tent turned into uproar voices trying to be louder and louder. San Juan smiled, the British Army were not taking him seriously and they thought he would trek up here for nothing, no, definitely not.
“My people, do not quarrel,” he said in his peaceful, calming voice, “When we get there we will scavenge around, see why we are here. Anything valuable we will take, sell when we get back home.”
Nakashi Takawoha smiled and grunted, “Good, good! That is good, now let us celebrate.” And he raised two bottles of champagne from nowhere and uncorked them filling everyone’s cups which had just been used for drinking a particularly sweet, hot lemon beverage.
The tent filled and more champagne was produced, once again by Nakashi Takawoha.
San Juan was about to leave the tent and head off to sleep when Anne caught his arm.
“The Army, they’ll get you for what you’re gonna do.” She whispered. San smiled and leaned in so his brown eyes locked into her green. Just three words came out of his mouth and they blew Anne’s hair back a little.
“Let them try.” He said before turning and leaving the tent.
San Juan and his whole team were killed just minutes after leaving for the final stage of the trip. The media has not yet gained a suspect although members high up in the Government have. And they’re going to need a little branch to stop him.
Because no one suspects a child of being a spy.
CHAPTER 1
Whatever other cherubs say about running James knew it wasn’t true. As he sped through the final lap of his punishment, he wiped the sweat from his brows and kicked his legs higher.
James had been caught with a bucket of ketchup and after a search of his room an elicit plan to dump it on a red-shirt who had been lippy as James gave him Maths tutoring had been found.
Running faster now he sprinted along the finishing straight and with a grunt jogged another hundred meters to calm himself down.
He looked across to the main campus block as he picked up his water bottle. He panted heavily as he unscrewed the bottle and downed the liquid.
Turning he headed towards the changing rooms to have a quick shower before using the lovely soap and shampoo in his room.
By the time he’d finished changing, taken a shower and dried his hair with a damp towel the sky was getting darker rapidly and he wondered if he’d be able to get a snog from Dana before washing properly and finishing his homework.
James turned around to see a familiar figure. It was Kyle one of his best friend at campus, he only had a few months left before leaving and was making sure he’d done everything before he packed up and went.
As Kyle approached James caught a whiff of a horrid stench. Holding his nose he gave Kyle a friendly push.
“What happened to you? Decided to turn into a proper boy and release all that sweat?” James said. Kyle shook his head.
“Don’t think so plebhead, the red-shirts decided it would be fun to egg me as I tried to steal all of their valuables.” Kyle muttered taking off his navy t-shirt and wringing it. Transparent goo fell to the floor and the unbelievable smell made bile rise in James’s throat.
Together they made there way back to the eighth floor where both there rooms were. Climbing the stairs – as James didn’t want the elevator reeking – they entered their rooms with a good night and a wash your self idiot.
James opened his toilet door to find Dana in there zipping up her jeans. Smiling she turned around and flushed the toilet.
“Hey babes,” James said, happy to see that she wasn’t in a don’t touch me mood, “What are you doing in here?”
“My room’s toilet has messed up and I need to place to piss, don’t I?” Dana said rubbing her hand down James’ back and kissing him for five seconds on the lips.
“Is that all I get?” James’ said trying not to show the disappointment on his face.
Dana smiled and pushed her hands under his shirt and rubbed his lower back with her fingernails. Immediately James’ hormones shot up into the sky and the friction in his trousers began. Dana seemed to notice has she placed a finger on his lips.
“Definitely,” she said as she turned to walk out of his room. James crashed unto his bed a smile playing Fur Elise on his lips.
She sure is a babe .
***
In her room Lauren Adams sat on her bed with Rat by her side. They’d been talking about the events of her first solo mission and they had decided that they’d get closer.
“I just can’t stand you going into a mission like that. It scares me the things they do to girls and I don’t want anything horrible happening.” Rat said holding Lauren’s hand. Lauren smiled and gave Rat a peck on the cheek. Rat brightened up and moved in closer.
“What do you think you’re doing, you’re not a womaniser you know Mr Bond.” Lauren joked picking up her pillow and using it as a battering ram against Rat which resulted in him falling onto the floor.
Picking himself up Rat lifted Lauren up and kissed her. Smiling inwardly Lauren gave Rat a longer kiss. After Rat had dropped her unto the bed Lauren excused herself to her the toilet in an adjoining room.
The small room smelled like lavender which was better than her boyfriend after a session of sports or whatever he did with the other boys.
Flipping her new phone out Lauren sent a text to Bethany and a couple of other friends. The mouse is in the building, are you ready?
Within a couple of seconds she received four texts back all saying ready.
“Lauren hurry up in there!” Rat shouted banging on the door. Hurriedly Lauren sent a text to Bethany telling her to forward it: Strike at 21:56.
Smiling she looked across the to toilet clock it was nine-fifty-five.
“Coming!” she shouted. Unbolting the door she grabbed a can of air freshener. Holding it behind her back she walked towards Rathbone and whispered in his ear.
“You ready?”
As soon as that was said Lauren whacked Rat over the head with the can. Her room door burst open and Bethany ran in with three other girls all holding different items.
Rat crumpled to the ground after the blow to the head and one of Laurens friends lifted him up and slammed him against the wall.
Another had a couple of eggs and she threw then at his head point-blank. Rat screamed and tried to wriggle free but the girl pinning him was strong and didn’t budge.
Meanwhile Bethany and Lauren produced pieces of rope and the girl holding Rat flung across the room. Landing with a thump on the floor Rat snarled and aimed himself at Lauren’s remaining mate who was busy placing a chair in the middle of the room.
Bethany gave a shriek of delight as the girl flipped Rat over easily and punched him in the gut.
“Lauren!” Rat screamed his face red, “What are you playing at?”
Pushing him unto the chair Lauren and another girl wrapped ropes around his wrist, which they forced behind the chair. Rat was making to much noise screaming so Bethany grabbed a sock of the floor and crammed it into Rat’s mouth.
Gagged with a disgusting sock Rat took to trying to shake his way free. But after he’d been wrapped from head to toe in rope he couldn’t move anywhere.
His eyes wide pleaded with Lauren but she wasn’t having any of it.
“Who have you been cheating on me with?” Lauren snarled her tone vicious.
**
