BEHIND THE SCENES
with PROFESSOR PEARL
Tape #004: I Said, BRR!
[Posted 7.27.08]
“I saaaaaaiiiiid…
BRR!” Clap. Clap.
“It’s cold out here. There must
be some agents in the at-mos-sphere! I said-”
“Nick.”
“Brrrrr!” Clap.
Clap. “Cold as fuck out
here. There must be some Carter in the
at-mos-sphere.”
“Nick.”
“O-e-oh-e-oh-e-oh.
Ice, ice, ice… break it down.”
“Nick!” the man of the CIA interrupted, finally
raising his voice at him, obviously aggravated.
“What in the Lord Alllllmighty are you
doing?” Brian’s eyes were set upon the
younger blonde, giving him an odd look.
The two were ducked down behind an ice bank,
scouting the enemy. “Dude, don’t tell me
you’ve never seen Bring It On.”
The intense stare from Brian remained. “No.”
“Damn, first Star
Wars, and now this. What kind of
agent are you?”
“A better one than the disastrous mistake you are.”
His temper flared momentarily, but passed as he was
more focused on explaining. It also didn’t
hurt that he knew it would bug Brian more.
“At least I know my shit.
Anyways, it’s from Bring It On. Diamond-”
“Why gem names anyway? K was the one who dubbed Opal as Opal.”
“It’s ‘cause it’s what we do at HimTak. Tradition or some shit. It’s what we do for the women. Emerald Ecstasy, Professor Pearl, Diamond
Divine, Sapphire Siren, Red Jewel, and now Opal Odyssey. It’s a HimTak thing.”
“Opal… Odyssey.”
“We add on, and she’s fucking… an odyssey,
aight? Damn. Anyways, back to the movie.”
“I don’t care.”
“-I was watching it ‘cause of Diamond, and it’s a
cheerleading flick, aight. These two
groups, Torros and the Clovers, do that cheer, but
the Torros stole it from the Clovers, and-” He heard Brian tapping his fingers
impatiently against the snow bank. Pretending he could ignore Nick, but he
still heard every word. “Fuck it. You’re lame, man.”
“Can we get back to work now?” Brian responded
dryly.
He smirked back, raising a brow at the older
man. “You ain’t working? Damn.
I am. It’s called multi-tasking,
ya know? You should try that.”
The two watched their bleak, white surroundings in
silence for some time. Slowly, Nick
shifted away from his annoying government counterpart. Having decided to focus his attention
elsewhere, he moved away more. Still,
there was nothing. This could take
awhile. Damn. And now he was bored. A grin slowly formed as an idea came to
mind. Sure, K would surely murder him
later, or threaten it anyway, as he always did.
Hopefully
He aimed and…
SPLAT!
Brian turned, eyes blazing as his hands swept the
cold snow out of his golden curls.
“CARTER!”
Nick turned around innocently, choking down the fit
of laughter that was so desperate to escape.
A confused look was the mask upon his face as he watched Brian. “What?”
“Do that again, and you’ll see the real reason why
y’all are callin’ me The Rok.”
“Heh, ooh scary.”
They were quiet once again. He smirked as another snowball flew across
the sky.
“Lord, give me strength as a I kill another fool!”
He smiled at Brian.
“We should use Pig Latin.”
“Carter, what in the Lord’s Creation are you
talking about?”
“When we infiltrate, we should use Pig Latin as
code.”
“Are you out of your mind?”
“You got something against Pig Latin? What did Pig Latin ever do to you…”
“No, just that’s stupid!”
“Stupid is all in how ya look at it. I find it awesome.“ He shrugged; at least now he didn’t have to
beat up K’s cousin. He didn’t want
another hiatus. Crisis averted. “Hey look, I think I see something. Those scientists
Brian released a sigh as his gaze shifted above
them towards the heavens. “Thank you,
Lord,” he muttered as the two headed off in that direction.
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