The merest bit of fluff. If I put in all the disclaimers, they'll be longer than the story.

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The Plan:


"We've got to think."

"Think."

"We need a plan."

"Plan."

"Something.. a diversion.."

"Diversion.."

"Will you stop repeating everything I say!"

"Shh! They'll hear you!"

"They will not. They're too busy coming up with their own plan."

"Plan."

"You're doing it again."

"Was not."

"We need a plan."

"Well, you're the commander. So command already."

"..."

"I'm waiting."

"..."

"Riley? You alive in there?"

"Yeah. Just.. wondering what they're planning."

"We'll find out soon enough. If a certain CO doesn't pull his head out.."

"Hey! That's insubordination!"

"Sue me. What's the plan?"

"We.. we distract them."

"OK. With what?"

"Umm. Look around. Check our supplies.. Improvise.."

"I'm looking. But all I'm seeing is trash. They already ate all the good stuff."

"Gkk. What about.."

"Burnt."

"Or that.."

"You really think they'd want what's left?"

"It's never stopped them before."

"True. But there's so little. And it's.. it's all mushy."

"That's the best part."

"You really are from Iowa, aren't you?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Shh!"

"What?"

"I thought.. I thought I heard them coming.."

"..."

"..."

"I don't hear anything."

"That's even scarier."

"Jeez, Graham, give a guy a heart attack why don't you."

"What do you think they're planning?"

"Something horrible. Something very horrible."

"But they look so.."

"I know."

"We're Marines. We've had extensive training. We know 50 ways to kill with a wet straw."

"I know."

"We're bigger than they are."

"Well, I am, at least."

"Hey! It's less than an inch!"

"..."

"Idiot."

"That's 'Idiot, Sir' to you."

"Yes Sir, Idiot Sir. What are we gonna do?"

"Lie down and die?"

"Bend over and take it like a man?"

"Jerk."

"We're Marines. We can do this."

"Semper fi."

"Hoo-rah."

"I'm gonna be sick."

"Does that mean I'm in command?"

"No."

"Good."

"..."

"Umm, sorry to disturb you, oh great Agent Finn, but we're getting real short on minutes.."

"You're right. OK. Here's what we do. Grab.. that.."

"Sir."

"And those.."

"Yes, sir."

"And, hey didn't we hide some.."

"Right! Those'll help!"

"And we march right in there..."

They advanced on their opponents, Finn heading for the blond female, Miller for the brunette male, ready for battle. There was no way the two Marines were spending another Monday night watching "Dawson's Creek".

End.



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