Agent 012 -Picture Story

Today's Link
Riding With the Top Down

Today's Saying
The kindest word in all the world is the unkind word, unsaid. ~Author Unknown
Today's Picture
Our Upside down Tomato plant with two blossoms

A Picture Story from Jeff's Portrait of Words

Agent 012 was not happy. He had planned a wonderful day. He and his family had planned to go on a picnic up to the park at Lake Sludge, the first lake in the Sludge chain. He had planed on canoeing with the boys all the way up to Great Sludge Lake, the last lake in the chain. His wife was going to pack a picnic basket with those great spring rolls she made, at least he pretended he thought she made them. They really came from the Topsy Turvy Bakery whose motto was “ We bake um. You fake um.” But all that was over now as the Chief called him with an emergency assignment. So much for the promise of a week off while the equipment was upgraded.
It seems that Mellifluous Vandersnot , the daughter of millionaire Howard G. Vandersnot III and his first wife Millicent, had disappeared. Mr. Vandersnot had called his old friend the Chief and asked him to discreetly investigate as he didn’t want any publicity as he was involved in a very important transaction that could be ruined if reporters started poking around. So the Chief sent Agent 012 with directions to be as discreet as possible.
So here he was at the Vandersnot Mansion trying to find some clues. It seems the girl had last been seen four days ago. Everybody thought she had gone to her mother’s place since she moved back and forth between the two mansions with some regularity. But then her mother called and wanted to talk to her and Mr. Vandersnot realized she was missing.
Agent 012 pointed out that her bike was still there . Shouldn’t that have been a clue that she hadn’t gone to her mother’s. The staff laughed and said she hadn't ridden that bike in years . If he looked close he would see that it’s being used for a window box. Since she turned sixteen she has had her own Mercedes and it is missing.
For the next couple of hours Agent 012 interviewed the staff trying to gather all the information that he could about what she was doing before she vanished but nobody seemed to have paid much attention to her. Obtaining nothing of value from the interviews he went to her room where he located her computer. Then using the great computer knowledge he had gained from his sons he managed to turn it on. He seated himself in the only chair in the room, a modern looking thing clearly not made for sitting on and opened her e-mail program. He knew from watching CSI that e-mail often contained very helpful information. He was not disappointed. He found a note she received on the day she disappeared from a person calling himself Tora Tora asking her to meet him at the Computer Geek Restaurant that afternoon. She had e-mailed him back saying she would be there and signing it your blue violet.
He called the Agency and arranged for them to pick up her computer and see if it had any other information that could help him. Then he took a picture of her and headed off to the Computer Geek Restaurant. He figured with that blue hair she should be easy to recognize but as he entered the restaurant he saw that half of the girls there had blue hair and looked like the picture. Nevertheless he called the waiter over and asked if he had seen the girl in the picture. The waiter replied ,” Sure that’s Blue Violet. Everybody knows Blue Violet. She was in here last Friday with Tora Tora or it could have been last Thursday. They got all excited and left in her Mercedes, “
You wouldn’t know where they were going would you?” Asked Agent 012.
“ Nope! But they did get some kind of e-mail on his laptop that got them so excited. They also downloaded some kind of map.” the waiter responded.
Agent 012 decided that was all the information he was going to get and started for the door when the waiter asked if he would like a copy of the map and the directions.. “Is that possible” Agent 012 asked.
“ I think so.” the waiter said “ They used our map program and because people often come back we store the information that they enter in a file with their e-mail address. The next time they need a map it fills in the blanks for them and then they can make whatever changes they want. Just one of the little services we provide.” He then proceeded to print out a map with directions for Agent 012. If he followed the map he would end up forty miles away just outside the little town of Drummsy. One hour later Agent 012 was there. Sure enough there was the Mercedes but no Blue Violet or Tora Tora. They had vanished again.
He began to think this wasn’t going to be his best day.

News from Pigeon Falls

The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal
“Where are we?” Tammy asked Tommy UK.” I can’t see a thing”
They had just come through a doorway in the trench which closed as soon as they were through. Now the stood in pitch blackness., blacker than any black they had ever been in. There was no hint of light. Tommy UK tried to use his power ring but it seemed to have no effect.
“Well!” He said to Tammy. “ We can just stand here and hope something happens or we can join hands so we don’t lose each other and move forward in the hope that we will come to something. So they began to walk. But without light they couldn’t tell if they had gone any distance or even if they were going forward. Their legs began to hurt but there was nothing to sit on.
Tammy said she was sure they would never get out but Tommy tried to lift her spirits by saying if you can get in you can get out.
Suddenly there was a flash of light and then darkness again. Then another voice , one that Tommy had heard before spoke” I’m going to open a door for you” It said” The moment it opens you both must jump through. Don’t delay or you could be stuck here forever”.
There was a flash and a hole opened. Tammy and Tommy jumped.

Wrap UP

Much better breathing today but a dull day. So I visited everyone of my friend's llinks. Lots of interesting things out there. Jokes, stories, pictures, problems, joys, and stuff you can't define. I loved them all. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA

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