Mustang Mimi 04
12-04-2000, 08:56 PM
Ok this is my first shot at fanfiction. Hope you guys like it.
Scene: the kitchen
Mrs. G’s washing off the cabinet top.
Blair and Nat walk in.
Mrs. G: how was your day girls?
Nat: it was good.
Blair: splendid as usual.
Tootie walks in with a plate full of brownies: who wants brownies?
Nat: ooh me!
Blair: they look divine!
mrs G, Blair and Nat each take a brownie. Tootie is already munching on one.
Jo walks in and slams her books on the table.
Mrs G: Jo what’s wrong?
Tootie: Here take a brownie it’ll make you feel better.
Jo takes a brownie and sits down. She nibbles on the brownie and has a very frustrated look on her face.
Jo: Mrs. G, I’ll need your cookbooks and a timer.
Nat: are you planning on blowing up Mrs G’s cookbooks? What do you expect, pop overs to come flying out?
Mrs. G: if any form of explosions are the end result of my loaning these things to you I’ll have to refuse.
Jo: No no no. I’m not going to blow anything up.
Blair: Then what are you doing?
Jo: I have to (long space) cook.
Nat: Well what’s wrong with that? Your good at pizza and cakes.
Jo: No it has to be a casserole dish.
Blair: Well why in heaven’s name would you want to cook a casserole dish?
Jo: I don’t WANT to cook it. I HAVE to cook it. For my class’s last project I have to cook a casserole. So tonight I guess I’m cooking dinner. I have to do this or I fail.
Mrs. G: Well don’t get into a tuffy. I will help you cook it. It will be fine- I’m very good at casseroles. Actually I have a new recipe I wanted to try out.
Jo: Unfortunately I can only take the recipe from you- we can’t have any help.
Mrs. G: Well here is the recipe. Calm down, you’re an intelligent girl and I know you’ll do just fine. We’ll get out of your way and let you start cooking.
Blair: Yeah with a recipe all you have to do is read it and follow the directions (the girls all start to exit) Oh well with Jo that might be a problem. (Jo jumps up at Blair and Blair quickly jumps out of the room)
Jo: (irritated) Yeah Warner better run. (a little calmer) Alright lets see what we have here. Doesn’t look too complicated.
Two hours later- dinner time
Jo brings out the finished casserole.
Jo: Well here’s the finished product. Actually it wasn’t that hard to do.
Mrs G: Smells wonderful Jo!
Tootie: Unfortunately, I’m not going to be able to test out Jo’s masterpiece. I have a date tonight.
Tootie leaves.
Jo: Well she doesn’t know what she’s missing.
Blair: probably contaminated food.
Mrs G: BLAIR!
Jo serves it. Natalie takes the first bite.
Nat: Oh my gosh!
Blair: Its that bad huh?
Jo gives Blair a dirty look.
Nat: No its magnificent. Really good!
Everyone digs in. They all agree that its really good.
Mrs G: Congratulations Jo. Hey I think you might turn out to be a chef!
Blair: I have to admit I had my doubts but this is pretty good.
Jo: Thanks guys.
The dinner dissapears very quickly.
Three hours later.
Nat: I don’t feel so good.
Runs to the bathroom with her hand on her stomach and then gets sick. After a few minutes Jo, Blair, Mrs. G, and Nat are all getting sick.
Between running in and out of the bathroom,
Blair: JO YOU POISONED US!
Jo: I only followed the recipe. It shouldn’t have made us sick. I guess I’m a failure as a chef.
Blair: I’d say so!
A few minutes later Tootie runs into the house, to the bathroom and gets sick.
Everyone feels very sick and after their stomach’s calm down they decide to go to bed.
Next morning
Tootie: Boy someone can’t cook or put the wrong ingredients together!
Blair: Yeah Jo decided it would be nice to pois- what a minute you didn’t eat Jo’s cooking last night.
Tootie: I know. It was those brownies- I thought you guys figured that out.
Jo: Wait it was those brownies- and you guys blamed it on me! I told you I was an excellent chef.
Everyone appologizes to Jo and gives her a hug.
THE END
Scene: the kitchen
Mrs. G’s washing off the cabinet top.
Blair and Nat walk in.
Mrs. G: how was your day girls?
Nat: it was good.
Blair: splendid as usual.
Tootie walks in with a plate full of brownies: who wants brownies?
Nat: ooh me!
Blair: they look divine!
mrs G, Blair and Nat each take a brownie. Tootie is already munching on one.
Jo walks in and slams her books on the table.
Mrs G: Jo what’s wrong?
Tootie: Here take a brownie it’ll make you feel better.
Jo takes a brownie and sits down. She nibbles on the brownie and has a very frustrated look on her face.
Jo: Mrs. G, I’ll need your cookbooks and a timer.
Nat: are you planning on blowing up Mrs G’s cookbooks? What do you expect, pop overs to come flying out?
Mrs. G: if any form of explosions are the end result of my loaning these things to you I’ll have to refuse.
Jo: No no no. I’m not going to blow anything up.
Blair: Then what are you doing?
Jo: I have to (long space) cook.
Nat: Well what’s wrong with that? Your good at pizza and cakes.
Jo: No it has to be a casserole dish.
Blair: Well why in heaven’s name would you want to cook a casserole dish?
Jo: I don’t WANT to cook it. I HAVE to cook it. For my class’s last project I have to cook a casserole. So tonight I guess I’m cooking dinner. I have to do this or I fail.
Mrs. G: Well don’t get into a tuffy. I will help you cook it. It will be fine- I’m very good at casseroles. Actually I have a new recipe I wanted to try out.
Jo: Unfortunately I can only take the recipe from you- we can’t have any help.
Mrs. G: Well here is the recipe. Calm down, you’re an intelligent girl and I know you’ll do just fine. We’ll get out of your way and let you start cooking.
Blair: Yeah with a recipe all you have to do is read it and follow the directions (the girls all start to exit) Oh well with Jo that might be a problem. (Jo jumps up at Blair and Blair quickly jumps out of the room)
Jo: (irritated) Yeah Warner better run. (a little calmer) Alright lets see what we have here. Doesn’t look too complicated.
Two hours later- dinner time
Jo brings out the finished casserole.
Jo: Well here’s the finished product. Actually it wasn’t that hard to do.
Mrs G: Smells wonderful Jo!
Tootie: Unfortunately, I’m not going to be able to test out Jo’s masterpiece. I have a date tonight.
Tootie leaves.
Jo: Well she doesn’t know what she’s missing.
Blair: probably contaminated food.
Mrs G: BLAIR!
Jo serves it. Natalie takes the first bite.
Nat: Oh my gosh!
Blair: Its that bad huh?
Jo gives Blair a dirty look.
Nat: No its magnificent. Really good!
Everyone digs in. They all agree that its really good.
Mrs G: Congratulations Jo. Hey I think you might turn out to be a chef!
Blair: I have to admit I had my doubts but this is pretty good.
Jo: Thanks guys.
The dinner dissapears very quickly.
Three hours later.
Nat: I don’t feel so good.
Runs to the bathroom with her hand on her stomach and then gets sick. After a few minutes Jo, Blair, Mrs. G, and Nat are all getting sick.
Between running in and out of the bathroom,
Blair: JO YOU POISONED US!
Jo: I only followed the recipe. It shouldn’t have made us sick. I guess I’m a failure as a chef.
Blair: I’d say so!
A few minutes later Tootie runs into the house, to the bathroom and gets sick.
Everyone feels very sick and after their stomach’s calm down they decide to go to bed.
Next morning
Tootie: Boy someone can’t cook or put the wrong ingredients together!
Blair: Yeah Jo decided it would be nice to pois- what a minute you didn’t eat Jo’s cooking last night.
Tootie: I know. It was those brownies- I thought you guys figured that out.
Jo: Wait it was those brownies- and you guys blamed it on me! I told you I was an excellent chef.
Everyone appologizes to Jo and gives her a hug.
THE END