Hey! Yeah, it's yet ANOTHER story! But I thought it would be fun to write this!

Yes, Famanda, Whilby and CHARBECKKKKKKK! Also; Jess+OC I call: Jaycheal

Dell Philby's eyes narrowed, the computer screen reflection visible in his eyes. "I'm in," a voice from his communicator clipped at his ear whispered.

"Well done. There should be a red button. It should be blinking," he instructed.

"Rodger that."

The door behind Philby swung open. "Philby."

Philby stood up and spun around. "Field agent Charlene Turner entered the destination, sir!" He informed, saluting.

The leader, Finn Whitman, nodded. "At ease."

Philby lowered his hand.

"Target acquired," Charlene said from the communicator.

"She found the button, sir," Philby told his leader.

Finn nodded again before touching his communicator by his ear. "Char. Its Finn. Do you see the lever next to the button?"

"Sir yes sir."

"Flick it to the left. It changes setting from self destruction to shut down."

"Yes sir. Lever switched, sir."

"Nice job, field agent," Finn's voice meant business. "Now... press the button."

Donnie Maybeck hid behind the box.

"Target acquired," he heard the girl say. She turned around, and Maybeck got a good look at her face.

"I knew it. The Whitman Agency," he whispered into his own communicator by his ear.

"You didn't know it, Maybeck! I did!" Willa, the girl monitoring the agency, hissed through the communicator.

"Whatever! I just confirmed it!"

"Maybeck, focus!"

"Right!"

The girl from the Whitman Agency, Charlene Turner, spun around. "I can hear you!"

Maybeck bit his tongue, Willa's voice hissing into his ear; "Way to go, dipwad!"

"Who's there?" Charlene called out again. "You have no right to be here!"

"Ohhhh, but I think I do, sweet cheeks!" Maybeck smirked, standing up. "Because, if fact, I do work at this agency. And, last time I checked, you don't."

"Maybeck!" she hissed, bending her knees, getting to battle position.

"Charlene Turner, number one field agent of the Whitman Agency."

"Donnie Maybeck, number one field agent of the Lunatics Agency."

"Lockheart Agency, stupid!" he shot back.

"Maybeck! Quit fighting with the girl and keep her from shutting the whole agency down!" Maybeck's leader, Amanda Lockheart, hissed through the communicator.

"Step away from the button!" I pointed at Charlene.

"Stop sending your stupid agents over to shut us down!" she growled.

"Stop cutting into our missions!"

"OUR missions!"

"Since when have they been your missions?"

"Since when have they been YOUR missions?!"

"Are you just gunna repeat everything I say, Turner?"

"Maybeck!" A female voice hissed from behind me. Not turning around, he grimaced.

"Jess?" Maybeck muttered. Jess Lockheart, sister of our leader.

"Quit arguing with her! Do you know her mission or not?"

"She planning to shut us down, Jess," Maybeck informed.

"What? But...how?" Charlene babbled.

Maybeck smirked. "Are you stupid? I've been watching you the entire time! I HACKED INTO YOUR COMMUNICATOR!"

Willa cleared her throat from behind me. Maybeck groaned. "You're here too? Fine, SHE hacked!"

Willa nodded. "Thank you."

Charlene looked around, backing up. She was outnumbered. She raised her hand above the button.

"Come any closer and I'll press the button."

"Now, let's not make any rash decisions, Miss Charlene," a serious voice said from behind them. They all spun around. Amanda smiled.

"Charlene Turner. Pleasure seeing you again."

"I wish I could say the SAME!" Charlene spat back.

"Charlene! What's taking forev- oh." a boy climbed through a window and stopped. His long brown hair fell into his dark eyes.

"Micheal. So nice of you to FINALLY show up!" Charlene rolled her eyes. Micheal looked around, his eyes wavering on Jess a little longer than the others.

"Sorry! I was...I was...what was I saying?" he mumbled, glancing at Jess. She blushed, but quickly stopped when Amanda nudged her.

"You're still outnumbered, agents. Just leave now and we won't hurt you," Amanda said, pulling out a laser gun and aiming it at Charlene. She stepped back.

"Now, that's no way to treat my agents, Amanda."

"Finn," Amanda moved her laser gun to point towards him.

Finn crossed his arms. "You wouldn't shoot."

"You don't know what I will do, Finn!" Amanda growled.

Philby ran in. "Welcome to the party," Maybeck mumbled sarcastically.

He looked around. "What did I just walk into?"

Something stung in Willa's arm. She looked down and yanked out...a dart? "A dart?" she slurred before collapsing.

"Willa?" Jess gasped before falling as well. Then Maybeck.

Then the darts hit the Whitman Agency. Philby, Charlene, and Micheal fell to the ground.

"What have you done?!" Finn gasped.

"ME?! Do you think I would do this to my own -" Amanda was cut off my getting hit in the neck with a dart. Then Finn.

All of them were out like a light.

Finn groaned and looked up. "Wherearewe?" he slurred.

"Look around. Where do you think you are?" an old man asked. Finn looked around

"Disney World?" he mumbled. The he quickly stood up and grabbed is stun gun and pointed it at the man. "WHO ARE YOU?!"

The old man laughed. "Do not worry, I do not wish to harm you or your agency."

Finn raised an eyebrow. "How do you know about my agency?"

The elderly man laughed. "Trust me, you will understand, in time. Right now, all you need to know is that my name is Wayne, you are in Disney World, and your agents are right behind you."