Johnny Swap 2008

[The Symbolic Sacrifice]

Here is the place to write your story about your week with your Swapped Johnny.

'Ichy, can you place the names over there for me please?' SS asks her Johnny for the week.



'He's such a sweetie helping me set this all up.' SS blows him a kiss.


Swap List

Axel = TM

Raphael = Roo

Ichy = SS

The Earl = clion

Wade = DeeDee

Gilbert = Allie

Glen & Oppie = CQ

Tom = Warrior

George = Jay

Don Juan = Lua

Sweeney Todd = Emily

Gene = DonaM

Willy = HH

Captain Jack Sparrow = Wonder

[The Dream Warrior]

WARRIOR AND TOM



Part 1

Warrior kissed her two guys goodbye and picked up her suitcases. Tom was waiting outside the cafe in his mustang. Doug was in the backseat.

Warrior opened the passenger door and leaned over.
"Hey there you two, how's it going?"

Doug smiled. "Much better, now that you're here."
He said with a smile. He opened his door and jumped up, and pulled Warrior into his arms and kissed her. He grabbed her suit cases and put them in the trunk. And he hopped back in Tom's car and slid over so Warrior could sit next to him.

"Ahem... isn't she supposed to be next to me?" Tom asked. "She is my angel after all."

Doug rolled his eyes. "Yeah well she's my girlfriend." He said.

Warrior sighed. "Doug, Tom's right. I'm sorry." She kissed Doug quickly and opened her door and hopped into the front seat.

Tom leaned over to Warrior. "Sorry about that", he whispered in her ear. "I also really don't fancy seeing him with his hands all over you."

Doug cleared his throat. "Hey, I heard that. I can keep my hands to myself you know." He said rolling his eyes.

Warrior rolled her eyes. "Will you two just cut it out! You're supposed to be best friends! Now start acting like it!" She said firmly.

Doug and Tom blushed.

"Yes Warrior." Tom said meekly.

"We'll behave." Doug said, looking down.

Warrior smiled. "Ok that's more like it. We're gonna have a fun week."

"So Warrior I've set up a bed for you in my room." Tom said.

Warrior smiled. "Thanks Tom." She said.

"Waaait a minute. She may be your angel, but she's my girlfriend, she's not staying in your room, Hanson!!!" Doug yelled.

Tom rolled his eyes. "Too bad Doug. She's staying with me. That's final." He said.

"Yeah, we'll see about that." Doug spat back.

"You guys! Stop fighting over me. Doug, I love you, but you're gonna have to calm down." Warrior exclaimed.

Doug looked down. "I was just kinda lookin' forward to this you know? We haven't spent much time together lately. You've bin' so busy with Oppie and Glen, and the cafe. I thought we could have some time together." He said.

Warrior turned around, and took Doug's hand in hers. "I know sweetie. But I'm supposed to be with Tom. However,I'm sure I can spend some time with you too." She said, looking in his eyes.

Doug couldn't help but smile, Warrior always knew what to say.

"Yeah, Ok. I understand. I'm gonna miss you though." Doug said, somewhat sadly.

Warrior turned back around and looked at Tom. "Soooo what do we do first?" She asked.

"First we get you settled, then check in with Fuller for our assignment." Tom said.

"Oh yay, my very first assignment. I'm so excited." Warrior squealed.

Then Tom pulled into the chapel parking lot, and pulled into his usual spot. They got out and grabbed Warrior's bags, and headed towards the chapel.

To Be Continued...

[The Dependable Deliverer]

DeeDee hugs Gilbert then picks up her bag and climbs on the back of Wade's motorcycle.
"Bye Gilbert! Allie will look after you,".

Gilbert smiles then looks at Wade. "Now you look after her,".

Wade laughs. "Don't worry, she's in safe hands. We'll have a ton of fun!"
He revs up the motorcycle and it speeds off in the direction of Turkey Point.
DeeDee clings onto Wade for dear life. "I've never been on one of these before!"

"I'll teach you to ride it if you want,". Wade grins.
"I'll have to think about it,". DeeDee grimances, her face a little green.

[The Imprisoned Songstress]

"Your welcome Dee!!!" *Hands her the music!!*
"Now Gilbert, what would you like to do?"
"Hmm, go to the lake with you & Becky & have a picnic. Arnie would have to come."
"Of course, Sounds great, lets go to the grocery store and get what we need and invite Becky."
"Sound like a plan?"
*Gilbert nods and smiles and helps me into the truck.*

[Emily]

Emily stood outside Mrs. Lovetts, her bags at her feet. As Emily has never been an angel before, she was so nervous but so excited. She put her bags down and slowly climbed the stairs to Sweeney's room. Reaching the top, she knocked, hoping the Sweeney wasn't ... busy.

"Come in," came the answer.

She pushed open the door and there was Sweeney sharpening his blades. He turned around and smiled.

"So, your my angel for the week?"

"Yeah, I am," Emily replied smiling back.

"How about a shave?" he asked, with a cheeky grin.

"Perhaps not," Emily laughed.

"Accompany me into the town will you?" he asked putting his blade down.

"With pleasure," Emily answered excitedly.

[The Time Mistress]

TM gives Gene and Lynn one last kiss goodbye and said that they are going to have alot of fun, and that she will miss them even if it's for a week. kisses to you sweetheart.

Meanwhile TM sees Axel standing next to Roo.
''Hey Axel, it's a pleasure to meet you.''
''What do you say about if we are going to have a nice trip together'' TM grabs Axel's hand and promises Roo that she will take good care of him.
''Have you ever tried to fly?'' Axel said.
''No I'm kinda scared of heights'' TM said blushing
''Well you don't have to be scared you're with me'' Axel said putting an arm around TM.

[The Poetic Protégée]

Day One

The list had been placed up on the wall. Jay felt like she was back in school as she waited for the crowd of Angels around it to thin enough so that she could read the words. She felt ridiculously nervous, anyone would think she had never done this before! Last time Mort had almost killed her, surely whoever she got this time would be an improvement on that! Finally she was close enough to read the names, for one wild moment she could not see her name but then there is was and the Johnny listed beside her was George Jung.

“Georgie?!” Jay squealed happily. Surely drug dealing, sky flying, free wheeling George would be a much better companion for the week than reclusive, psychotic Mort. At any rate, a week with him would be a very different experience from her life with a tempestuous, wine loving poet. Curiously, Jay scanned the list to see who the Earl had been given to. She smiled when she read the name. Good luck to her!

The Johnnies were waiting in the next room, awaiting someone to claim them. Jay entered the room. The Earl had already disappeared off with Clion. Jay didn’t mind, they had already said their goodbyes, and she was glad that she didn’t have to repeat the performance with everyone watching. Angel-less George didn’t have an Angel to miss, perhaps that was the reason why his was one of the only smiling faces. Jay advanced towards him. He was wearing a blindingly white suit, the lines of which looked like they had been cut from ice. His long blonde hair was loose about his shoulders, this combined with the sunglasses that rested on top of his head gave him the look of someone who has just stepped out of bright sunshine only George had somehow managed to carry the sunshine with him.

“George.” Jay’s voice was a pale imitation of its usual self.

“Hi.” He held out his hand and Jay took it feeling her heart jump as their palms touched. “So you’re my Angel for the week?”
“
Yeah.” Jay cleared her throat hoping that would bring her voice back. “Do you have any preferences for what we do?” George cocked his head to one side slightly.

“I think we need to go shopping.”

“Shopping?” Jay looked down at herself. She had borrowed some of Clion’s hippy clothes in order to fit in with George’s time period.

“There's nothing wrong with your clothes,” George corrected her, “But we need to get you a pair of these!” He pointed to his sunglasses. “And I need some suitcases.”

“Suitcases?” Jay asked suspiciously, “What for?”

“A little project,” answered George evasively, “Come on, let’s go!”

Four hours later and the pair of them collapsed, their spoils spread around them. Jay had three pairs of sunglasses of varying sizes relative to her face. George had bought himself another pair too and was wearing them even though they were inside. He had also purchased two medium sized brown suitcases. Jay had given up asking him what they were for. Jay had more new clothes than she knew what to do with, George had chosen lots of bright colours, things she would never usually wear. He had also picked out some sharp new suits for himself and some very loud shirts. They would have a well dressed week if nothing else

[The Horseman Huntress]

HH began packing her belongings up into a black suitcase. She started thinking of all the fun adventures that she and Willy would have during the upcoming week.

She walked out of her room and walked down the dirt road of Sleepy Hollow. She turned around and looked at her home. "See ya!"

She got into a carriage and rode into town. She then boarded a train. After several hours, the train came to a town filled with rows and rows of buildings. The air smelt of hot melted chocolate. "Yum!", HH exclaimed.

She walked up a rode dusting in a layer of light snow. At last, she came to a large gated building with smoke billowing from the chimenys. "Enter!", a familiar voice said as thet gate began to open. HH walked forward. "Good morning starshine. The earth says HELLO!"

"Ahh!", HH yelled. She spun around. "Willy! Hey!", she gave her new Johnny a hug. "How are you?"

"Good", giggled Willy. "Let's go inside. It's freezing ice cubes out here."

HH proceeded to grad hold of Willy's hand but he pulled away. "Ahemmm. haha.", Willy cleared his throated.

He grabbed HH's hand with his thumb and pointer finger very lightly.

They walked into Willy's humble factory. "What shall we do first?", Willy asked. "We can go on a tour, or go see my oompa loompas, or go to my inventing room, or or or-"

"Wow! Sounds like we have a lot we can do! How bout I go drop my bags somewhere adn we can go tour the factory?!", HH asked excitedly.

"Ok.. just.. um don't touch anything."

"Let's go!", HH yelled and she ran down the hall, skipping. Willy looked at her. He squinted, tilted his head.. as if looking at something abstract.

"Wow. You're really weird."

[clion]

John and C's first day together.
(Sorry, this is long, maybe the rest will be shorter)

C walked towards her dorm room holding John by the hand. He kept looking around completely uninterested. She opens the door of her room and John sighs. "You know, dear, this will not do", he says with a disgusted look on his face.
"What do you mean? I tidied up my place, you can stay here with me this week".
"No, no, your room is nice ... for a kick's room, but now you're my angel and you need to act like one. I have a better idea, pack your garments, we're leaving"
C looked at him questioning but she knew she could trust him. She hurries about stuffing dresses into suitcases while John is walking around opening and closing closets and drawers.
"You will not find anything to drink here, you know." John grumbles to himself.

In a few minutes C is ready and John helps her in the carriage. He sits next to her grinning. "This should be an interesting week", he says. "What do you mean?", C asks. "I know who you are." "Of course you do, we've talked before", C replies nervously. "Yes, talked, amongst other things". John looks at C sideways and grins. "Er, yes, that kiss, well, I was curious and I had to do it, Jay said I had to, as a punishment for interrupting the awards ceremony", C says looking at her hands on her lap. John looks the other way and mumbles "A punishment, of course".

Soon the awkward moment is passed and they spent the rest of the ride talking about the countryside, long walks, reading by the fire in the evening and theater, which undoubtedly will involve another trip with the carriage to London to watch a play.

Soon the carriage pulls up a mansion. "Welcome to my humble abode" John bows for C as he helps her out the carriage. C's shoes sink in the mud as she steps out of it. "Yuck, you should do something about this driveway" John rolls his eyes.

They enter the house and John shouts "Alcock!" C giggles. John looks at her, rolls his eyes again and asks his servant to take the luggage inside and show C to her room.

After a while, she comes down to the study where John is already sitting reading some handwritten papers. "Come sit with me and tell me what you think, I'll read for you and we can have a drink until dinner is ready" Then he calls his servant: "Alcock!" C giggles again. "Please tell me you're not going to do this every time I call him" C is trying hard to stop herself from giggling. "Maybe I will, or maybe we should think of another name for him" John shakes his head. When the servant enters the room, John says to him "Get us some wine and your name is now Pepe" The servant looks at both of them with his mouth open. C laughs even harder and John has to laugh with her. "Alright, I see how this will not work, your name will be Theodore." The servant shakes his head and leaves the room. John turns to C. "Better?" "Yes, a lot better"

In the meantime, the servant returns with a bottle of wine and glasses and C dives to get to them first. "Thirsty, dear?", John says ironically lifting an eyebrow "I promised Jay I'll take good care of you and that includes less drinking". John smiles seductively and sits closer to C taking a few lose strands of her hair in his fingers to play with. "If you want to take good care of me, you should let me have my drink and we'll see about the rest", he says in her ear. "Yes, John, nice try. Maybe we should call Jay and ask her?" John pouts. "It's going to be a very long week" he mutters to himself.

[The Dream Warrior]

WARRIOR AND TOM



Part 2

Tom, Warrior and Doug walked into the chapel. Doug walked up beside Warrior and took her hand in his, but Warrior pulled away from him. She turned and looked at him, and hugged him, then kissed him softly. "I'm sorry Doug, but when I am in the chapel I am Tom's angel, and I have to stay by his side."

Tom motioned for Warrior to follow him.

Warrior turned and looked at Doug, and then followed Tom.

Tom lead her to his room, and showed her where she would be sleeping. She noticed a hint of resentment in his voice.

"Tom, what's wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing. I'm fine." Tom said, but his tone of voice said otherwise.

Warrior stood up and looked in his eyes. "No, something is wrong, and I'm gonna keep bugging you till you tell me!" She said.

Tom sighed. "Ok well I get the feeling you don't want to be doing this. You seemed awful sad leaving Doug back there."

Warrior giggled. "Nooo that was just to make Doug think that. To make him less worried, cause he for some reason is convinced I'm gonna suddenly fall in love with you or something."

Tom laughed. "Oh ok. Yeah, I don't know what his problem is. I hope he doesn't ruin our time together." Tom said, becoming serious again.

Warrior smiled. "He won't, because I won't let that happen. I need some quality Tom time, and nothing is going to get in the way of that.

Tom laughed. "Tom time, eh?"

Warrior giggled. "Yep. You and I have not spent nearly enough time together. I consider you to be a friend, and friends should spend time together, right?"

To be continued...

[The Poetic Protégée]

(WOW! These are amazing stories, guys! ;D John better behave )

Day Two

Jay was checking herself out in the mirror when she heard a wolf whistle from behind her.

“Lookin’ good!” said George smiling widely. He was looking pretty good himself, in pale cream trousers and a bright turquoise shirt.

“So what are we doing today?” Jay asked. She liked not being in charge.

“How about we head over to California? I’ve got some business to tend to but it won’t take long. We can spend the rest of the day on the beach.”

“The beach?” Jay imagined a lot of very attractive, very skinny blonde girls playing beach volleyball. She wasn’t sure she would fit in to such a scene.

“Come on,” said George flashing her another smile, “I’ll buy you an ice cream.” Jay was never one to turn down the offer of ice cream.

California was beautiful, sunny and very, very hot. While George caught up with a few associates, Jay bought some sun screen and a big wide brimmed hat. She was pleased when George suggested they skip the volleyball tournament and go for a walk along the beach instead. As they walked bare footed in the warm surf, Jay tried to imagine how the Earl would react to finding himself in such a place. On the rare occasions the sun was this intense in England they would hide away in the shadows of their enormous old house and only emerge in the evenings. George, however, seemed to belong outside.

“This is it,” he said suddenly when he saw Jay was looking at him, “This right here, California, the beach, the sunshine, the sea, it’s heaven, it’s paradise, it’s perfect.”

Jay felt a slight twinge of foreboding at the word ‘perfect’ but chose to ignore it. She was enjoying George’s company and the newness of his world to worry about what might happen next.

[The Imprisoned Songstress]

Gilbert & Me Part 2: Meeting Momma and picking up Arnie for our picnic

"Gilbert, I'm nervous, do I look alright?"
"It'll be fine sweetheart. Arnie will like you, he likes most people."
"Okay...."
"Momma, I have someone I'd like you to meet. This is Allie & she's looking after me for a week for Dee."
"Where's Dee?" said Momma
"I told you, there was a swap for a week and Allie is standing in for Dee. Oh well I guess its alright then."
"Its very nice to meet you!"
"You too."
"We're going for a picnic with Becky. Where's Arnie?"
"I don't know I thought he was with you."
*hears laughter coming from outside & we head outside*
"Arnie, come on, we're taking Allie on a picnic."
"Do I have to Gilbert?"
"Yes, don't be rude. We'll have a nice time!"
"Noo Gilbert.....Where's Dee? I like her."
"Arnie, this Allie she's taking care of me for a week. We're going to have a good time & we aren't going to scare her away, are we?"
No, Gilbert." *gives me a hug*
"Its nice to meet you Arnie. Do you like dogs? I have one that helps me & I think she'd like you. What do you think?"
"Don't know...maybe!"
"Okay fair enough" *smiles to self*
"Lets go get Becky"
They all pile into the truck and are off.

[The Dream Warrior]

WARRIOR AND TOM



Part 3

Once Warrior got settled in Tom's room, they reported to Captain Fuller's office for an assignment.

"Hey coach, Warrior and I are here for our assignment." Tom said.

Fuller smiled. "Come on in." He said.

Warrior and Tom sat down in two chairs facing Fuller's desk.

"Well Warrior, it's great to have you here. Congratulations on completing the academy... in record time might I add." Fuller said with a smile.

Tom smiled. "That's my Warrior, the program is six months long, but she completes it in one."

Warrior blushed. "Well, I don't know..."

Fuller laughed. "Don't be so modest. You should be proud of your self."

Warrior felt her face turning bright red with embarrassment.

Tom laughed. "Ok, I think we've embarrassed her enough. What do you have for us Fuller?"

Fuller picked up a file from the corner of his desk. "Someone at Jefferson has been breaking into lockers, and stealing items, possibly as a part of a burglary ring. So far the estimated damages are over $10,000. The principal and the school district are at their wits end. I'm sending you two in together to find out who's doing this. You'll be going in as brother and sister." He said.

"Ok, sounds good coach." Tom said.

Fuller passed Tom the file, and Tom motioned for Warrior to follow him out of Fullers office.

Hoffs, Ioki, McCann, Joey, Blowfish and Doug were in the main room relaxing at a table, and chowing down on pizza, as usual.

Joey spotted Tom and Warrior. "Hey, come join us for a slice." He said, waving a slice of pizza in the air.

Tom and Warrior sat side by side, and both grabbed a slice of pizza.

Doug, who was across the table, looked longingly at Warrior.

She caught a glimpse of Doug starring at her, and smiled. She missed him, but she had a job to do.

He mouthed the words "I love you" to her, and she did the same back.

Then Warrior looked at Tom, who was chatting away with Blowfish and Ioki about their upcoming chapel poker game.

She was happy here, a part of the chapel gang, it truly was a dream come true.

To Be Continued...

[The Poetic Protégée]

Day Three

The automatic doors beneath the ‘Welcome’ sign slide opened as a large group, a family, entered the airport. Jay watched them, hearing snippets of their noisy conversations. Why had she let George talk her into this? One minute they were sipping cocktails by the light of the moon, the next minute she was agreeing to do a swap at the airport.

“It’ll be simple,” George had said as he filled her glass, “Just walk in, drop the case, walk out. Simple.”

“What’s in the case, George?” Jay had asked but George had suddenly made himself busy mixing up another cocktail. As the night had worn on the contents of the case had seemed less and less important.

“But what if I get caught?” Jay had asked in the cool, clear light of day while George was driving her to the airport.

“You won’t,” had been his breezy response.

“But what if…?”

“Look.” George had parked the car, cut off the engine, removed his sunglasses and looked at her. “I can’t do it because they know who I am, one look at me and the cops’ll be on me like a bee on honey. But you, you’re clean. And once it’s done that’s a cool three hundred grand in our pockets. Think of the renovations you could do on your big fancy house back home.” At George’s words Jay thought of the leak in the roof and the overgrown part of the garden that she had always fancied turning into a pond. It did seem like a very easy way to get the money, maybe a little too easy…

“George, I…”

“Alright,” he said, putting the car in reverse, “We don’t have to do this, let’s go home.”

“Wait!” The car stopped again. “Alright, I’ll do it but just this once, and God help you George Jung if I get caught.”

So here she was standing at the airport, suitcase in hand, frozen. If she didn’t start moving soon she would arouse suspicion and that was the last thing she wanted. Almost without her consent her feet began to move her forwards. Suddenly Jay remembered George’s advice. Think of something happy, the happiest moment of your life, picture everyone around you and everything they said. Focus on their faces and don’t let anything else in. She had chosen the moment she had become an Angel. At first she could only picture very vaguely but the more she concentrated, the sharper the feeling of elation and joy became. She remembered the other Angels grinning and congratulating her, the pleasure on their faces echoed on her own, and then there was John, waiting for her as he had always been. She was so wrapped up in this memory that she almost walked past the payphones where she was supposed to make the drop. The nerves returned as she dialled the number George had given her. Immediately someone stepped up to the phone beside her and Jay knew that this was the man. Five minutes later they had both left with an almost identical suitcase and Jay was walking towards the car where George was waiting, an enormous grin visible on his irresistible face.

[clion]

John and C, day 2.

The rest of the evening was quiet. John was obviously desperate for some wine and C allowed him a couple of glasses with dinner. After they had finished their food, C retired to her room. She was tired but found it hard to sleep, she was worried about their week together. Finally she slept.

The next day, C walked down the stairs and went to the dining room to find John already sitting there, looking worse for wear. "Morning! I see you missed your usual night cup last night" John grumbles back at her showing his teeth. C makes a step back, raising her hands. "OK, this is the side of you I was scared of meeting but I see I have to" John's face changed a bit. "Scared? Am I scaring you?" "More like, making me nervous, not all the time, just when you had no wine for a while or after you had a lot of it, which is basically most of the time" "You know, I don't have to please you in any way, I just have to be with you this week" He spat back at C. "Obviously, this is not going to work, maybe I should go" John suddenly jumps up and grabs C by the arm, as she leaves. "No, wait, this will not be good, I promised Jay I'll behave, so maybe we should start again" He puts on an obviously forced smile, kisses C on the forehead and says "Morning, dear! I trust you slept well?" C made a face and replied making fun of John's tone and accent. "Why yes, dear, thank you for asking! Now, we better do something about that mood of yours and I have an idea, but first some coffee."

During breakfast, John kept asking what C's idea was but all C let out was that it had something to do with theater. After they finished, C went in her room and opened her laptop. She thanked Jay silently for allowing some of modern day facilities in John's mansion and started checking the internet. After a while she had what she needed and went back to John who was getting anxious.

"OK, I think this will do", she said re-arranging the furniture. "You sit there and tell me what you think of this" John watches C wide-eyed as she starts miming the Monty Python. First the Lumberjack song, the the spam sketch and the chanting. John is completely surprised by this display. "I don't understand it" "You don't have to, it's just funny" she explains. Then C does the fish slapping dance and the dead parrot sketch. John seems to get the idea and smiles a bit. After a while he seems relaxed and starts following C around the sitting room, doing the silly walks. Towards the end of the afternoon, they were sitting together singing "Always look on the bright side of life".

Over dinner John asks about the Monty Python. C explains a few things. "So, this is how modern theater is then" John comments. C has to laugh. "Not really, it's just one little bit of the many different kinds of fun you can have without drinking" "I know more", John says with a wink. C ignores his wink and replies "Yes, like singing, taking a walk, swimming ..." but she can't help giggling at the end of her sentence. C yawns and John gets the hint. "Thank you for a lovely day, C. Tomorrow it will be my turn to show you theater from my time" C stands up. "Thank you for indulging my silliness, John. I'm just glad you have a smile now, for the time being at least. Good night."