Stan Smith: Guy in White
Chapter 1: A New Career
It was quite an average day for a certain Stan Smith at the headquarters of the CIA. Yet this was likely going to be no ordinary call in from his boss, Deputy Director Avery Bullock. As Smith opened up the door to his boss's office, he noticed a man wearing a white suit similar to his traditional suit he was wearing.
"You wanted to see me sir?" asked Stan.
"Yes Smith, please sit down" replied Bullock as Stan pulled up a chair.
"So what does this have to do with this fella?" asked Stan.
"Smith, you are going to be transferred to another secret government agency known as the Guys in White" replied Bullock.
"I guess that explains why you must always wear white then" added Stan.
"Actually, I'm the Deputy Director to a chapter within the Guys in White" said the man in the white suit, "you have been selected for your own personal qualities to help us find and hunt down one of the most hunted ghosts ever."
"You guys don't hunt terrorists?" asked Stan.
"No, we hunt ghosts" continued the man in the white suit, "we need your expertise to help us track down this Danny Phantom we have been having trouble finding for the past few years."
"So is it a domestic terrorist ghost then?" asked Stan.
"Enough with the questions" said Bullock, "Smith, please clear out your desk by this afternoon for your transfer to a new work location. You'll be located in Amity Park, your family will be able to remain here, but you'll be able to fly passenger class on an airline there."
"I also should mention you'll be teamed up with a partner who knows your expertise" added the man in white as Stan was getting up to leave.
"A partner, me, but I've always done my job alone" replied Stan.
"You're going to have one, and I better not hear any complaints from you" continued the man in the white suit.
As Stan's last day at the CIA was drawing to a close, after finishing packing up, the same man in the white suit approached Stan as he was leaving in his car.
"I also almost forgot to tell you, in the morning we'd be coming to pick you up for work and take you to the airport" added the man in the white suit as he was heading to what seemed like an obvious white armored van of some sort, "see you then."
About an hour later or so when Stan finally got home to tell the rest of the family the news. Most of them, expect for probably Hayley couldn't believe that he was leaving the CIA.
"You're leaving the CIA?" asked Francine in quite shock.
"But you had such a cool job" added Steve.
"Yeah, I know" sighed Stan as he was eating his dinner.
"Well, at least you wouldn't be killing anyone in your new job" added Hayley.
"Well, I can't tell you much about my new job, but the people whom I am suppose to fight against are already dead" replied Stan.
"You mean we finally have a job that'll kill zombies?" asked Steve.
"No, not zombies" replied Stan.
"Vampires?" asked Hayley.
"Not them either" replied Stan, "I can't tell you who I am suppose to be tracking because it is top secret."
"Well Roger has been away from us for a bit doing some odd jobs himself" continued Francine, "maybe when you arrive at your new work location, you can try to contact him."
"At least this place is quiet without him here" said Stan, "and less annoying."
"Look who's talking" sighed Hayley as she went back to her meal.
"Well, I for one hope you do a good job at whatever this new job is" added Klaus who was typically in his fish bowl, "I'm sure you'd be well adjusted for this new career."
After everyone finished their dinner, along with heading to bed for the night. It was finally morning to which Stan was getting into his new suit which was mostly white. Then there was an obvious knock at the door as it was time for the man in the white suit to pick him up.
"Ah, Smith, you're up an early and well about" added the man in white, "we're going to need a good man like yourself in the Guys in White."
"You mean that's the organization's name of what I'm now apart of?" asked Stan in such astonishment, "Wow."
"Wow indeed" said the man in the white suit as he showed Stan the way to the armored white van, "we're now going to head toward the airport. Once we land in Amity Park, you'll be assigned to a partner who is already working on the case."
"This is just like the CIA, except I'm doing it here legally on the home turf" added Smith.
"There will be plenty more surprises" added the man in the white suit, after Stan got into the white van which started its engines.
Another hour or so passed as the white van arrived at the airport. Stan along with his superior got onto a private plane. As he stepped inside he noticed the fancy atmosphere of the inside of the plane.
"Wow, I thought the government was going broke, how much did we pay for this?" asked Stan.
"We, we?" laughed the man in the white suit, "We're a quasi-privately funded government agency. We have donations from one of the most wealthiest men in the country."
"You mean just one man funds our organization?" asked Stan as he sat down on the comfortable sofa nearby.
"Yes, just one" replied the man in the white suit to which he snapped his finger which a butler showed up.
"May I help you sirs?" asked the butler.
"Yes, get us the morning coffee and something good to eat" replied the man in the white suit.
"Right away sirs" replied the butler as he left.
"Now this is first class, times ten" laughed Stan.
"Indeed it is" added the man in the white suit.