Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own any own happy tree friends or any of it's Characters.
(P.S. The rating is M, for future Yaoi and Language)
A/N: they're all Humanized!
It was 9:30 am I was on my way to my usual coffee shop before I headed to my work place (and I use that term very lightly) , I was walking along with my White cane out in front of me so I wouldn't walk into anything or anyone for that matter.
After years of memorizing my way I finally reached my destination without any trouble. "Here let me get that for you". I nodded to the unfamiliar voice of the kind person and heard the bell ring upon the door opening, I entered and was greeted by the familiar chit-chat of the people in the shop, nothing new. . . .Car accident, Kidnappings, robberies, Relationship problems.
"T-the Usual, S-sir"? I smiled at the familiar question. "Yes please Flaky, and add an extra shot to it I need to be on my game today". I heard him step away from the counter and waited patiently, Flaky and I were to be considered friends I guess. as the years went I kept coming to this shop and he kept giving me my Usual, we got to know each other and we both became friends over the time we spent talking. In the morning and when I came over for a afternoon cup when he went on his break. "Here you go Sir". my hand was gently grabbed and he placed the warm cup in my hand, I smiled. "Thank you Flaky" I paid for my coffee and smiled once more before leaving the shop. "Have a Good day Mole"! I heard him say before he was out of ear shot. I exited the shop and made my way down the the Building where my work was.
Wait . . .I believe I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Mole and I work for the Happy Tree Federal Investigations Bureau. I was given Orders to come in after a long period of being off the force and not tying in with big cases. This organization is ranking of highly trained Task force workers and a few (about,three) High class agents. One of them being me the other I've never met but I know that they are located in other locations alongside the Bureau that we work for. I reached my destination without trouble and upon entering the building I was greeted with a cheerful "Good morning " I smiled at the voice. "Good morning Cuddles". I could hear his dress shoes clack against the marble floor of the agency. "Mr. Pop and Sniffles are, eager to give you the information for the case". I handed him my empty coffee cup and he tossed in a waste bin with no complaint next he placed his hand on my back and guided me. "Mr. Pop is in the top floor board room". we stepped into an elevator and I heard the doors slide close behind me, I turned and spoke "Do you know why my name was brought up"? I could hear his feet shift. he was Nervous? "Mr. Pop said that, The scenario was your line of work". I smirked "And what is the Scenario Cuddles"? he didn't respond, he either didn't know much about the case, or he wasn't the right person to tell me.
The elevator gave a high pitched ding after what seemed like hours and the elevator doors slid open to what sounded like a office lobby, there wasn't much to be heard, the clack of computer keys, pen scribbling down notes and the smell of freshly made coffee filled the lobby. Cuddles lead me a few more feet until we stopped, I assumed we were at the door to the board room. I heard the door open and whatever the conversation was in the room went dead the minute Cuddles opened the door. "Here he is Mr. Pop" I felt for the door frame and stepped inside and had the door closed behind me. I stood for what was about a few minutes before I smiled and was greeted with a "It's good to see you again Mole". Sniffles, our head of Forensic and criminal science department, not to mention the man knows how to make a dull gun shoot like a dream. "It's. . . . .Nice to hear you too". I think everyone in the room visibly cringed but I wasn't able to enjoy the humor of my words "So you wanted to see me"? I smiled at the invisible audience of the room and felt a hand on my shoulder "Yes Mole" Sniffles lead me along the board room and sat me in a chair the was placed in front of the meeting table. "We called you hear because somethings come up and our Agency has been asked to look into it". I cocked my eyebrow. "Just look into it"? something was slammed against the meeting table. "Of course not Mole, what do you think this is"? I smiled my useless eyes gleaming behind my glasses. "I was hoping you could tell me, Sir". My boss, Mr. Pop, He wasn't one to get mad but it was just so damn hard not too. The mad had a short fuse but when it came down to a case I've never seen him more calm and focused on anything. "There's been a stir up in Wisteria city, there's been a rumor that a small group of civilians that have formed a gang that are trying to overthrow the city" I feel my face become emotionless. "Wisteria, that's a little bit out of our jurisdiction isn't it"? this was nothing like the cases I've worked before. "Do you know what they're actually planning to do"?
I heard the Boss sigh, This case must have been giving him the run-around more than I thought and to top it all off, the man was a single Father, I've only ever been introduced to Cub once and that was a long time ago when he was still not able to form a single word. "What they plan on doing" Sniffles interjected. "Is that they plan on holding the city hostage, with explosives planted everywhere throughout the city itself". I hear him shift through some files before he continued. "The gang has been know for doing everything in the book that we are against, Illegal arms dealing, Drugs, robberies and kidnappings". I sat up in my seat and toyed with my cane strap "Do you know who's in this gang or how many people run it"? I heard the file being placed back on the table. "That what we don't know, we've tried to get other undercover agents into the gang but they've either come out dead from trying to become a member or they come out empty handed. "you mean there were agents that made it into the group"?
"yes, and we currently on have two in the group, and so far they're doing a good job of being the insiders for this case" I relaxed. "Are they the other two agents that are in my rank"? Sniffles chuckled at the comment. "No, they're just a rank lower then you and the other two special agents, but they were recommended by one of our special agents for the job and so far they've been nothing but a big help to this case". I was getting antsy in my seat, why was I being pulled in for this case? "Excuse me, Sir, Is the reason why you called me in. . . . . .because you want me to join the gang as well"? I heard someone move towards me and they seemed to have sat on the table to the right of me. "No, what we want you to do is blend in and earn the trust of the crowd that hangs out at a bar that the gang leader owns". I leaned back into my chair. "Why, Does he visit the bar every now and then"?
"No". I waited for him to finish. "as far as we know, He never leaves his hideout and our informants don't even know where it is, all we know is that two of his own informants work and own the bar under his name". "So you want me to gain the trust of the bar residents and see if I can meet the "owner" is that it"? He placed his hand on my shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "No, what we want you to do is gain their trust, and get into their hideout, and along with the other two special agents we want you to take them out". I sat silent for a while, and before you say anything, just because I'm blind doesn't mean I can't hear. That's one of the reasons I have the word 'special' in my title, but enough about that, I've been in this position before and they've all come out with the results that my boos wanted, the bad guy gets his clock cleaned and the city and my boss's mind is at peace. "So when do I leave"? I finally spoke after a few minutes of awkward silence. "You leave tomorrow, a car will pick you up at your apartment and you will be driven to the airport, you'll be given your allies IDs, passport, an hotel to stay in and a background that won't tie you with the agency or the two informants that we have in the gang already".
"Alright, anything else"? his hand squeezes my shoulder once more, "Do you accept the mission"? I stand and smile. "Of course, who do you think I am"?
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