Date: Fri, 19 Dec 1997 10:31:51 -0800 From: Us4 Organization: Maniacs'R'Us Subject: FILLER: One Last EmJay Award "*Ahem*" The guest host of the EmJays, Pierce Brosnan, cleared his throat. "Quiet please, quiet. There seems to be one more award sitting here," he announced, his English accent smoothing his words to silk. The audience shifted and murmered, and then settled back down. Pierce walked over to the table holding the one last, lonely looking, dusty old award envelope. He read the cover out loud to the audience. "This award is for 'Person Not Awarded or even Nominated for the EmJays'" he explained. Again the audience was filled with whispers. Pierce spoke up, pulling the seal from the envelope. "And this years award goes to....." He let 10 seconds go by, pretending to fiddle with the seal to build tension. "Flame!" The crowd started to cheer and the camera moved quickly to Flame's seat, but it was already empty. She bounced up onto the stage, wiping tears from her reddened face. "Congratulations, Flame," he told her, handing her an imaginary trophy and shaking her hand. Flame sniffled and then stepped up to the mike. "I...I just don't know what to say! I'm so shocked and...well, shocked! Now I don't feel so bad about getting here late in the EmJay campaign!" She pulled out a small scrap of paper. "There are a few people I'd like to thank...I'll begin with my pet worm, Scrappy, who has always squirmed by my side and kept me going through the years..." Three hours later, the crash of cymbals awakened the crowd as the finale music began. They clapped half-heartedly and wandered off to shine their trophies. Flame still stood on the stage, staring into the light. Pierce moved closer. "Are you alright?" he asked gently. "Oh yes," she answered, her voice shaking. "I just never imagined I'd make it...well, at least not by this age..." He laughed and wrapped his arm around her waist. "What say," he murmured suggestively, "we go out to dinner and discuss what other awards one can win in a short time...?" She smiled slyly and moved closer to him. They walked off the stage together and disappeared through the door, perhaps never to be seen again.... A lonely invisible statue lay forgotten on the stage. Flame Ha! An award...who needs awards anyway...............;) -- ******************************************************** Family Address: papa bear/papaz bearz saved anyway Cataluna/Flame Stinky ******************************************************** Pls remove 'nospam' when replying ********************************************************