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Author: Ryan Espin
Fiction Rated: T - English - Humor - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-13-03 - Updated: 06-13-03 - id:1328457
“Whenever there is a party,” a woman said, “we’ll be there.”

“And whenever there is cake,” another woman said, “dancing, and anything else party related, we’ll be there.”

“Yes, yes. And whenever a party is missing the following, alcohol, cigarettes and other party utensils, we’ll be there.”

“Yes we shall.”

“We shall, and from now on we’ll be known as the Party Crashers.”

“Yes, what an excellent name.” the red haired woman said. She looked at the brown haired woman

“We should make code names,” the red haired woman said, “for no one should know our true identity.”

“Ah yes, code names. You should be…”

“Yes this may take a short while.”

“How about you’re…no…well yeah.”

“What is it damn you!” The brown haired woman yelled and then chuckled.

“How about Senorita Gora?” the red haired woman replied.

“Hmm…excellent name Tuki.” The brown haired woman said.

“Ha! Tuki.”

“Yes, ha ha. Now onto our first assignment!”

A crowd stood in the giant room. The floor was carpeted with the exception of a wooden area, a white covered table with food was right next to the wall opposite of two wooden doors where Tuki and Senorita Gora was standing. Tuki wore a black dress with a bag over her shoulder. Senorita Gora was wearing a red dress and black high heels. They walked into the party and looked at a sign on a wall saying Happy Birthday Tania!

“You bring the stuff?” Senorita Gora said.

“Yes I did.” Tuki said as she pulled out a small package from her bag. It was a gift-wrapped box with a red bow on it. She handed it to Senorita Gora.

“Excellent.” Senorita Gora said as she grabbed the package. She walked into the center area of the room with Tuki. Senorita Gora looked around as she walked towards a table stacked with a mountain like structure of gifts. She casually placed the gift on the table and turned around. They both walked out of the party with smirks on their faces until they were bursting with laughter.

The doors opened as Tuki and Senorita Gora stepped in. They looked at the crowd ahead to notice a lot of people casually talking. The Party Crashers held open the doors as a muscular chef with a mustache rolled in a giant cake. They looked at the cake roll into the center of the room as they laughed.

“Look at Mike in the chef suit!” Tuki chuckled as they closed the doors and walked out.

Tuki and Senorita Gora stood in a room where the floor was wood, the walls were wood and the doors were wood. The people inside seemed to be depressed and in mourning.

“Did you bring it?” Tuki asked as Senorita Gora handed her a small object, “Yes! You brought the camera!”

“Indeed I did.” Senorita Gora said. They both laughed as they walked to a large dark box.

The doors opened as Tuki and Senorita Gora stepped out of the building.

“Put your hands on the ground!” A man yelled as they did so. Senorita Gora looked up to see a police officer pointing a gun at her.

“On the following days of January 24, 26 and 27 of 2002,” a man in a black cloak said, “a group simply known as the ‘Party Crashers’ have trespassed, distributed alcohol and cigarettes to minors, hiring male strippers for a retirement party without pay and invading a corpse. At each crime scene, a note was left, each different. The first was from a small gift-wrapped package with cigarettes and alcohol. It read ‘Use them wisely –The Party Crashers,’ another note which was written on top of a cake at a retirement party read ‘Have a gay time –The Party Crashers’ and the final note which was found on top of a coffin read ‘ –The Party Crashers’ this note came with several pictures of a corpse being stripped by two women which seem to be identified as yourselves. How do you plead?”

“Guilty!” Senorita Gora yelled out as she jumped out of her seat in the courtroom.

“And so,” Senorita Gora said, “ends our legend. We are the party crashers. Whenever there is a party, we’ll be there. Whenever there is cake, dancing and other party favorites, we’ll be there and whenever there is no alcohol, cigarettes, strippers and anything else a party favorite in people’s hearts but are afraid of showing it, we’ll be there. Yes, we’ll be there.”



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