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Edit- Just a bit of changes, nothing to see here. (PS, I'm doing this to all the earlier chapters pre-eighth)

Arthur Kirkland, or Earl Grey, is one of the best spies in the UK. He's taken down 26 secret organizations, saved thousands from impending danger, and even makes some great tea while he's at it. He's gentlemanly and slightly smaller than the average male, but he uses it to his advantage. Who expects the calmest and, in some cases, smallest man in the room to be a spy? That's right. Like, two people, but they don't say shit.

One weakness? He can't really cook, and don't believe him when he says it tastes divine. We don't want your stomach pumped; you'd miss the story. And that would be unfortunate because it's a really good story.

Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, or Carnation, is another well known spy, but from Spain. He's took down a few big drug dealers, 17 secret organizations, and helped with some famous Mafia bosses now in prison. All with his signature smile on his perfectly tanned face.

One weakness this guy has? He's a bit of an airhead, and smiles a bit too much, but that just adds to his charm. It's also a bit of an advantage for him, since it makes him look harmless.

Madeline Williams, or Maple Syrup, is one of the best female spies in North America. She's taken down 60 corrupt companies, exposed 45 conspiracies, and has eyes like an eagle. She's the best sniper in the system and her favorite weapon is her prized Canadian C3A1 (Parker-Hale M82), but without the scope, of course. She loves that sniper rifle like it's her own kid.

Her greatest weakness, and strength? She's silent, stealthy and doesn't speak very loud. Great for missions, terrible for socializing.

Vash Zwingli, or Trigger-happy, is another best of the best from Switzerland. Man, what's with all the European dudes? He has an (unhealthy) obsession with guns and could shoot down a plane's engine in one shot. He's a sharp shooter, but tends to shoot too much. He's taken down three famous Mafia bosses, 17 drug trafficking organizations, and still somehow is able to be cheap as hell.

His biggest weaknesses? Having a trigger-happy attitude (hence the codename), and being cheap. And I mean, cheap.

These four spies sat down at a small café, La Belle Rose, in Las Angeles, California. They had all gotten a letter from their bosses to meet up at this specific place. No real reason was given, but is from their boss. You don't usually question your boss until you did as they asked.

Each spy looked casual and (unknowingly) stunning in a way.

Arthur wore a dark green sweater vest on top of a white button up shirt, the collar peaking out of the sweater a tad, tan pants and pristine black dress shoes. He looked business casual.

Vash had on a simple black jacket over a colorful graphic t-shirt, black jeans and black combat boots. A black beanie propped on his head, covering and restraining most of his hair.

Antonio had on a red sweater over a bright yellow muscle t-shirt, khaki pants, white socks and sneakers.

Madeline wore a bright crimson trench coat over a dark blue dress ending just passed mid-thigh, white stockings, high heel boots that ended at about her knees, a necklace full of good luck charms in many different religions, and bright crimson glasses perched on her nose, nonprescription of course.

They all sat at the same table, considering the place was insanely packed that particular day. Caring less about the people they were siting with, they ordered drinks. Madeline and Antonio had gotten hot chocolate, Vash got a small coffee, and Arthur got a hot tea.

Antonio, being his friendly self and with the fact that a pretty woman was seated next to him, had tried to strike conversation with Madeline.

"Hola, senorita~!" Antonio said with his Spanish accent greeting the lovely lady next to him with his signature smile. His bright green eyes sparkling with a happy air to them.

"H-Hello…" She said in her quiet voice, taking a sip of her hot chocolate. Her lavender eyes focused more on the ground then at the Spaniard.

"You look very pretty, red looks nice on you." He commented, looking at her red trench coat. It was a slightly colder day in California, so everyone wore a sweater or, in Madeline's case, a trench coat.

Madeline blushed slightly, even though she was complimented a lot she still wasn't used to it. "….Th-Thank you…" She said, twirling a long light golden lock. She let her hair down today to seem casual, but it seemed that it attracted attention to her. It made the Canadian a bit self conscious.

Antonio grinned. "You're welcome, chica."

Arthur rolled his emerald eyes at the Spaniard as he sipped his tea. 'Ridiculous.' He thought. 'And where is that bloody man with the mission file?' He wondered impatiently, a bushy eyebrow twitching slightly.

Vash drank his coffee in peace, but in the inside he was very aggravated. He always hated the stupid wait for the mission. Why couldn't they just give it to them right away? No real harm in that, is there?

About fifteen minutes had passed, before the waiter came back. He had a small manila file under his serving plate and he "forgot" it at their table. All four reached for the file, then noticing the others' hands they all retracted theirs at the same time.

"I was just going to return the file to that waiter." They all explained simultaneously. Making them all look at each other oddly.

"Well… this is… awkward…" Arthur whispered under his breath. Oh yes Arthur this is very awkward. Very awkward indeed. They took a good look at each other, and after a little while, their eyes widening in realisation. They knew each other as one of the best in their division. They didn't even notice, tells you how much they pay attention, I'm i right?

"I-I guess we're partners….." Madeline said, with a small smile. She knew the American FBI well enough to know that if the file was for only one of them, they would have made sure that they were alone to receive it.

"Sí, I guess." Antonio said, after thinking about it. It made sense.

Vash however frowned at this revelation. "I don't like to work in groups." He said slightly angry. "And that ass knows perfectly well." That last sentence came out coldly, making the other three shiver slightly.

"Oh maple…" The only female at the table whispered quietly, looking at the ground scared as hell.

If you were wondering, I picked:

England/Arthur as one of the spies because of James Bond XD and that England is famous for detectives and spies! *cough* SherlockHomes *cough*

Spain/Antonio as a spy because he's got dat charm!

Fem!Canada/Madeline as a spy because she's my favorite genderbend character, we need a female spy for seduction reasons (if you watch spy movies they always have a hot chick that's like tricky, badass and stuff), and I need a female spy, at least one, in a group or I go crazy.

Switzerland/Vash as a spy because he got dat gun power! XD I also thought the role would fit him very well.

I hoped you enjoyed Chapter One! Chapter Two is coming soon~