Friday, July 20, 2007

FF Part 3 - First Person POV



This Week’s Theme: Putting the pieces together. This time we're going to combine the work we've done in the last two weeks. Do your best to drop your odd-named character into your mix-and-match scene. Write the scene in the first person Point of View (POV) of the odd-named character. Your scene must have at least two characters.

Mix-and Match Scene
Character: Dime, a member of a secret society who brags about it
Situation: gets a visit from the FBI
Action: runs onto a baseball field


My Daily Report for Secret Organization SD-9, June 27, 2007
From Undercover Agent Dime A. Dozen (my parents were cruel)

Pikachu and I were in the right field stands (not bad seats, but next time could the Department spring for a box behind home plate?) watching the Angel's in Anaheim - game three against the Royals which Kansas City won to sweep the series! Unbelievable! - when all of a sudden Pikachu spooked and jumped the stands, ran across the outfield, rounded third and headed for home. I immediately sprang after her and noticed two guys in suits following me in hot pursuit. My suspicion that these were Frick & Frack, two FBI goons that we knew were following us but had so far remained in the shadows, soon proved correct.

Evidently the Angel's security staff is well-prepared to handle streakers and, although we had our clothes on - and I would never ever streak even for money, all four of us were quickly surrounded at home plate. The umpire called us out and we were rushed to a private locker room for questioning. There Frick & Frack tried to explain that they were two FBI goons hot on the trail of what they thought was an illegal drop. Imagine! They thought I was working with the Pokémon network to help smuggle perfidious values to our children across international lines via television. When I explained to them - privately - that I was a part of a secret organization that was trying to bust just such a ring and that they almost blew my cover, they were remorseful and offered to reimburse me for the hot dog and coke I had to toss when I jumped the right field fence in hot pursuit of Pikachu. I accepted their offer (but would it still be okay to submit all my receipts to the Department?).

We finally cleared out of the stadium just as the game ended. Did I mention that the Royals won? Unbelievable! I think Pikachu is getting suspicious of me as she refused a ride home and took a taxi instead. I told her I'd see her in the morning, but I have a feeling that she might try to make a run for it back to Japan. (The Department might want to watch the airports.) I can't imagine what spooked the Pokémon in the first place. She probably saw the two FBI goons sitting in the stands behind us and maybe assumed I was working with them. I know it couldn't have been anything I said. After all, when I told her I was a part of a secret organization that helped protect American children from the moral abuses of television I could have been referring to anything!

Awaiting further instructions.
Signed, Dime A. Dozen (my parents were cruel)


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