WHAT TIME IS IT

WHAT TIME IS IT?

(part one)

 

It was cold outside, very cold. Balto and Jenna were huddled by the fire, just sitting there and talking. Their kids, and Boris were

asleep. Balto and Jenna were about to turn in when there was a flash of green light outside. "What was that?" Balto said as they

opened the door. Right in front of them was a box, that was made of steel. Then it opened, and two men wearing black suits walked

out. "What was the name of the dog we' re looking for?" one of the men said. "The minicomp says his name is Balto and he's wanted

for preservation. "Scan that one," one of the men said. "He checks positive, get him," Balto had only a second before he was tackled to the ground and injected with a tranquilizer syrum that made him instantly pass out. Jenna jumped on one of the men and she was injected too. The men brought both of them in the steel box and then it dissapeared. When Balto woke up Jenna was hovering over him. "Where are whe," she asked. Balto looked up to see a sign that read, LTTA and under it in abbreviation it said Langston Time Travel Agency. "We're at the LTTA," Balto said. "The what," Jenna responded "I don't know what it means," Balto said with an impatient tone. "Well ya don't gotta get so pissed," Jenna argued back with the same level tone. Balto saw a calendar on the wall that read APR 1st, 1995. "Jen, rephrase your where are we question with when are we." "What," she asked, "what do you mean when are we?" "We're in the future," Balto responded. He pondered this for a second, then he started to pound the floor until he broke the tile. As he guessed under the tile was dirt. He started to dig. Jenna didn't understandwhat he was doing, about five minutes later she caught on and started digging. In 30 minutes they were outside the building. The guards looked over and noticed they were gone. Suddenly alarms went off all across the premisis. Balto and Jenna ran over to a street, they saw a big metal monster running toward them. It didn't do anything it stopped right in front of them. On the back of the machine it read, integra. The door opened and a man in his twenties stepped out "Hey there what are you two doin on the side of the street like the, hop in. Curiously they got in. The door closed, and before you know it they were speeding down the road at 120. The man was swigging a bottle of yagermiester. "So how'd two cold wheather dogs like you get out here in Death Valley California. Oh no Balto thought he'd heard Death Valley was about the hottest place in the US. "Jenna we can't stay here we'll burn to... Jen." Jenna was sweating. "Oh almost forgot about the A/C," the man said. The machine started to slow down and the it stopped moving. They were at a place called Ralph's aftermarket parts. "Ay Jamie," the store owner said, "hows ya doin." "Fine look I need that turbo you bet me if the Chargers lost." So his name is Jamie Balto thought. As soon as he finished his thought Jamie stepped back in the machine and they were almost off but then it stopped. "Damn car," Jamie grunted as he pounded the dashboard. And this is called a car he continued to think. "We could get used to this Jen..." Jenna was asleep.



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April 22, 2007
Usa Male
Interesting notion, although some of the language Jenna uses
seems a bit out of character.

April 21, 2007
Female
Dogs can't sweat.

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Guest
January 17, 2007
Hmmm..Nice Story!

January 17, 2007
Usa Male
Nice story like to see the next part

January 15, 2007
Canada Female
Good idea! It was fresh and original. Small tip though, try
breaking your story up into paragraphs, it just makes it
easier to read! Other than that though I love the idea and
it was pretty good, keep it up!




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