Here is my alternative ending to A Class Act.. (As I mentioned in the comments of post 9)
This is a one off.. I am no fan fic writer..[well you’ll be able to see that for yourselves haaa!] This is just for a bit of therapeutic fun! A spoof post! 🙂 I tried an apricot and cinnamon bath, boiling a lemon, an eye mask and a shot of galliano.. but this was the only thing that could help me move on from this episode If you’d like to have a go doing one – I’d be happy to post it for you! It’s been fun!! Go for it!!
Anyway, here goes:
When she awakes, there is no Tanya Pavlova.. She is on the floor of her kitchen!
Amanda rubs her head: Ouuuuuchhhh!!!
Dotty: Thank goodness you’re alright!..
..Amanda! I think you’ve taken helping Jamie with his …first aid a little too far!!
Amanda: Nooo Mother I’m alright!… (Amanda picks up her coffee cup..) Coffee.. do I like coffee??
We hear a ‘bing!’ coming from the oven timer..
Dotty: Yummm! the pavlova is ready! I nearly forgot about it!!
( subliminal message: forget! the! Pavlova! )
Dotty rushes to the oven to rescue the Pav, Amanda in confusion mumbles..: Pavlova???
Amanda realises training at Station One was just a bad dream!
she does a fist pump! Phew! Amanda’s relieved she still has her keen intellect, her wonderful memory, her mean mummy (mommy!) driving skills and her dignity! 😆
Though, Amanda is a little wistful that she hasn’t had any training by now..
and Amanda saying to herself: I still have a chance to be an agent!!!!!
Hope you’ve enjoyed my ridiculous way of coping with the A Class Act tag! Anyone else want to have a go?? feel free.. and we can post it! ha!! byeeee!!