Everything was perfect: The cake was baked and waiting in the truck of the getaway car. Everyone was in position. We were on schedule for the most part. Her supervisor was in on the plan. Security had been informed and were cooperating perfectly. we couldn't have planned it better.
Plan A: Contact "the subject's" supervisor, find out what hours "the subject" would be working, get permission to kidnap "the subject" from "the subject's" job. We would arrive to "the subject's" work before "the subject" did, lie in wait for "the subject", then kidnap "the subject" when "the subject" wouldn't be suspecting it. Then "the subject's" supervisor informed me that "the subject" would be desperately needed the entire time but we could kidnap "the subject" when "the subject" was done working.
Plan B: We would wait at "the subject's" house for "the subject" to get home. Then we would surprise "the subject", blindfold "the subject", tie "the subject" up, throw a bag over "the subject", etc. Then transportation and timing as well as the high price of gas intervened.
Plan C: Meet at "the subject's" workplace, wait for "the subject" to walk out the doors to leave and throw a bag over "the subject". Then I realized that I had already asked "the subject's" supervisor to keep "the subject" there until we were ready and we now had no way of letting her we were ready without letting "the subject" realize our presence.
Needless to say, we went through a plethora of plans before discovering one that would work. I Agent Carson who was wearing a sport jacket and scarf along with a black v-neck shirt, brown casual shoes and nice jeans would put on Agent Talon's Black, flat/wide-brimmed cap tilted over one eye (a style few people would ever imagine me in), and then with my head low and with a swagger definitely not truly belonging to me yet practiced and proven for just such an occasion would walk through the only doors by which we could access her yet towards which she was looking. It was a risk, yet I pulled it off successfully. Agent Caiden and Agent Talon were waiting with the giant bag right outside the doors and Agent Chance sat coolly in the drivers seat of the getaway car. We had notified security and they were working with us. All was going perfect.
I shot a glance towards the the young attractive-looking women who was obviously the supervisor and gave her a nod to let her know who I was and that everything was ready. She responded by putting one finger up and giving a look that meant that she needed just a few more minutes. I wandered around expressing to the people around me that something was going on and that it was okay. I had got this message across to everyone but Santa... or so I thought. At the right moment, the supervisor nodded to me and gave me a thumbs-up. Just moments afterward "the subject" walked over to her to ask if she could leave yet. Her back was towards me. I saw my chance and with one swift movement I stepped behind her, whipped off my scarf and threw it in front of her and over her eyes. "The subject"(I'm just going to call her 'Acute.')Acute immediately threw her hands up do draw the scarf from her but I in a move quicker then her own pulled her arms back to her side without letting g of the scarf and began walking her out of the outlet lobby. As I calmly walked her out, her supervisor mouthed a joyful "Merry Christmas" and "Good job!" to me. Security showed up not to rebuke but to congratulate us on our success and get a peek at some of the action. Several of the bystanders were slightly shocked but more entertained then anything and Santa sat there in his giant arm chair and red suit looking shocked as ever at the sight of one of his most good looking elves being kidnapped.
I walked her (Acute) out the lobby doors and upon stepping out into the cool air, Agents Caiden and Talon thrust the enormous bag over her head. Agent Caiden then picked her up by her feet, I by her back, and Agent Talon opened the back door to the getaway car. We were about to set her in when all of a sudden we heard from the direction of the doors "Put that girl down!" We did and then without talking in order to keep our voices in disuise we tryed to gesture to her that everything was all right. She told us to "Take that bag off her head and explain to me just what's going on or I will go call for security!" We tried to express to her that security already knew about it and then she nearly went into panic mode. She shouted to us "Leave that girl alone NOW!" Agent Caiden broke down and said "Tomorrow's her birthday. We were doing a surprise kidnapping for her. We're not trying to hurt her." Then I explained that "We've already informed security and her supervisor of what going on and they're not only fine with it but they're helping us. Security then came out and estified to the lady that what we said was true and that everything was just fine. We then took the bag off of her head with a realization that in one swift blow, out great plan had been ruined. The lady turned and walked away with a grunt and glare at each of us. (Poor woman.)
We then proceeded to drive to Cabelas where we spent the rest of the evening sampling fudge, admiring knives and guns, shooting cork guns, drinking mayo and sword fighting with frying pans.
Opperation birthday party: Success!
-Agent CarsonKG
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