Title: A Thousand
Words
Author: Bunny
E-mail: blubunny2001@yahoo.com
Pairing: F/M, BA/H
Archive: Yes
Disclaimer: The A-Team belongs to Stephen J. Cannell
Productions, not me. Fifi belongs to Aaron spelling.
The two brats are mine
Warning: tame, some language
Summery: Zara and Nikki find more questions than
answers in an old box of pictures
A Thousand Words
by Bunny
"I can't believe you're crawling under my parents bed,
I can't believe I'm your lookout. How'd I get talked
into this?" Nikki grumbled as she stood in the
doorway of Hannibal and BA's bedroom.
"Simple, I said that I'd tell your parental units
about your fake id." Zara called from under the bed.
"Yeah, you had to blackmail me. Taking lessons from
Aunt Amy?"
"Aunt Amy has her uses. Jackpot!" Zara slide from
under the bed with an old shoe box and a big grin.
"What's in there? If it's something kinky, I sooo,
don't want to know." Nikki backed away from the box.
"It's pictures and there is nothing wrong with playing
hide the sausage, my parents do it all the time."
"I don't care if they have sex. I just don't want to
see anything, bad enough I can hear it. I so don't
need the mental image."
"Fine, I'll look first and make sure nobody's naked."
Zara pulled off the top and shuffled through the
pictures. "Everything's normal, except for some bad
hair."
"Let's take them in my room, just standing in here
gives me the creeps."
"Honestly, you're so repressed." Zara headed for
Nikki's room.
"I'm not repressed. I just got a deal with my folks.
I stay out of their room and they stay out of mine."
The girls laid out the pictures and set to work.
"This is going to be a big surprise for Veteran's Day.
A big new photo album of the A-Team's history, the
folks will love it." Zara checked descriptions on the
back of each photo. Hannibal's neat writing gave the
date and place of each photo. As the girls sorted
they watched their parents change.
"Wow, Murdock was muffiny, wasn't he?" Nikki held up
a picture of a young lean man in a flight suit with a
beaming smile and mess of dark hair.
"Give me that! That's my dad? He's so, so.."
"Cute. I bet if Face wasn't gay, he was after he met
Murdock."
"Eww, it was not a physical thing, they're soul mates
and best friends. Hide the sausage is an expression
of profound true love." Zara shot Nikki a pompous
look.
"Yeah right. More like hard-ons and wet dreams."
Nikki giggled as Zara's face turned red.
"All right Miss Know It All, let's find a picture of
Hannibal. I bet he and BA had a profound true love
that lead to an expression of physical love." Zara
frantically searched. "Oh boy, I think I just figured
out why BA watches "The Blue Max" every time it comes
on TV." Zara waved the picture in front of Nikki, who
grabbed it.
"He didn't always have white hair?"
"Nope. Looks like BA turned gay too."
"Oh yeah? Well maybe Face turned Murdock gay, check
out this stud muffin."
"My Daddy really was cute? I thought he was just a
smooth talker." Zara stared at a babyfaced Face.
"And check out this '78 special, he's got more hair
than Aunt Amy in this one." Nikki waved the picture
in front of Zara.
"Oh my God! He looks like a girl!" Zara gasped.
"I think the leisure suit means he's a boy. Hey, no
wonder Murdock loves "Battlestar Galactica" so much."
Nikki laughed harder as Zara gave her a dirty look.
"At least my Daddy didn't have a slut in his lap."
Zara tossed Nikki a photo. Hannibal sat in a chair as
a dark-haired woman in a French maid costume sat in
his lap.
"What the Hell?"
"Looks like Hannibal had a girlfriend." Zara teased.
"That's my mother." Nikki grew serious and Zara
stopped laughing.
"What? But they didn't know your mom. Maybe she just
looks like your mom." Zara leaned over Nikki to see
the picture better.
"It's her. See this scar on her knee, it's from her
surgery. How could they not tell me that they knew
her?" Nikki cried and Zara put an arm around her
shoulders.
"Maybe, they forgot or they didn't know her that well.
They did meet a lot of people." The front door
slammed.
"Girls, we're home, we got dinner." Hannibal called
from the kitchen where the guys were grabbing plates
and silverware and setting out boxes of Chinese
takeout. Zara wiped Nikki's tears and picked up the
photos.
"Hey, get your little butts in here before the Ugly
Mudsucker eats it all." Murdock yelled as BA took a
swing at him. Zara grabbed the pictures and led
Nikki into the kitchen.
"What have you two been up to, shoe shopping?" Face
asked as they took their seats.
"Nicole Smith Baracus. What were you doing in our
bedroom?" BA took the box from Zara.
"It was my idea, Uncle BA. Nikki only stood in the
doorway, I crawled under the bed." Zara and Nikki
looked down at the table cloth.
"What did you want with old pictures anyway?"
Hannibal asked.
"It was going to be a surprise. We bought a new photo
album and we were going to put the pictures in for
Veteran's Day." Nikki cried and BA rubbed her back.
"It's OK, Baby. We're not mad, it was a nice
thought." BA kissed Nikki on the forehead.
"How come you never told me that you knew her?" Nikki
asked.
"Who's that, Baby?"
"My mother. We found a picture of her with Hannibal."
Nikki handed the photo to BA, who passed it around.
Face and Hannibal couldn't remember the woman in the
picture.
"Hey, that's the singing telegram girl. Face hired
her for Hannibal's birthday, boy could she sing. She
sang "Dream a Little Dream" just like Mama Cass."
Murdock handed the photo back to BA.
"That was your mom?" BA asked.
"I recognized the scar on her knee. She started
singing after she broke her knee and couldn't dance
anymore. She used to sing on a local radio show and
she cleaned houses to make ends meet. Aunt Alex said
that she did that until Joyce opened the ballet school
then Mom worked as the secretary. You actually saw my
Mom sing?" Nikki looked around.
"She was great Nikki, she came in and teased Hannibal
and even danced around as she sang. She was pretty
and nice, like you. Too bad we didn't get to know her
better, we only met her once." Murdock gave Nikki a
hug.
"OK, now explain this." Zara held up the picture of
Face in his leisure suit.
The End
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