Birkoff sits infront of his computer and slams his hand down with anger. Madeline walks over and watches the screen.

"She doesn't stop.... I kick her off of Aol.. and she gets right back!" Birkoff whines to Madeline.

"Who? This could be Nikita507 or 'chelle. We have intercepted their IM's about writing a KILL AOL because you can't keep them off!" Madeline says with a laugh, as Birkoff gets red.

"Nikita507... she writes and writes and writes... and she broke me off with Melissa!" Birkoff whines. Madeline looks up at the screen.

"Well, then we better do a different kind of intervention." Madeline says walking away.

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Nikita507 sits at her computer chatting with 'chelle, about what else, spyboy! Nikita is about to send a IM to 'chelle when her bedroom door opens.

"Hello, Nikita...." Michael says as he shuts the door. Nikita507's fingers freeze for the first time. She stares at Michael and can't believe such a yummy god is standing in her room.

'chelle sends a furious IM... "NIKITA507... don't keep me hanging!"

Michael looks at the screen and walks over and places a hand on her shoulder. Nikita507 feels like she is going to die right this instant.

"Tell her your working on a new story." Michael says as he starts to rub Nikita507's shoulders.

Nikita types the message with many mistakes and sends it. She freezes, and looks into the spyboy's beautiful eyes. She regrets everytime that she wrote that those eyes were dead... god, they weren't dead.

"I'm on my last chapter... if I don't post it... everyone will know that something is up." Nikita507 whispers. Michael lets go of her shoulders and smiles. He moves over to her small bed and sits down.

"Write it. And be good to me!" Michael says.

Nikita507 starts to type. She knows that someone will figure up something was up. This story would only have two parts, and that was not like Nikita507.

"Don't try something funny... Birkoff will tell me." Michael says as he starts to fumble through the selection of music.

No more has Nikita507 send the story, Birkoff kicks her off of the system. Nikita507 turns towards Michael. He places the Madonna cd in the player and moves towards Nikita507.

"We have to get you a life." Michael says as he wraps his hands around Nikita507.

"I won't tell you anything!" Nikita507 says firmly. Michael laughs.

"This isn't about that... you need a life." Michael says as he starts to tango with Nikita507. "You have been so nice to me and Nikita on the board, that you deserve some joy."

Michael turns Nikita507 in a circle and her hand hits a bowl of goldfishs to the ground. They dance ontop of them.

"So, your only a goldfish gal?" Michael asks against her ear. Nikita507 is about to collapse and Michael holds onto her tightly.

"No... but I ran out of cheese poofs... I think zzoo stole them." Nikita507 responds. "I like M&M's better"

Michael continues the rough dance.

"I like the Tango stories.... let me show you how much I enjoy it." Michael says with a chuckle.

"And what about the more...uh... revealing stories?" Nikita507 asks with a choked voice.

"Don't worry... we'll get there." Michael says with a laugh.

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Birkoff leans back in his chair and takes a deep breath.

"Enjoying your time off?" Madeline asks with a smile.

"Michael knows how to distract even the most reliable writer!" Birkoff says with a chuckle.

"Is there any of the writer's you'd like to show your appreciation to?" Madeline asks with a bright smile.

"A few... but I think Walter's list is much longer!" Birkoff says with a laugh. Madeline walks away with a bright smile.

Birkoff looks down into his desk drawer. Lorraine, zzoo, 'chelle, Kate, Scoo, Ranma... Birkoff smiles with the name Ranma... she likes torture.

"If she knew how much she tortures me...." Birkoff says shaking his head.. wondering when they would be asking for Contact with Birkey stories!

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