A.N. ~ Hey, everyone! Here is the start of the sequel to The Agent and his Shadow! Please enjoy! :D
Chapter 1: Making Plans
Pedro reaches sleepily for his alarm clock as it does its early morning song on his nightstand. Adriana mumbles something and sticks her head under the pillow as the clock continues to go off. Pedro reaches farther for the clock and accidentally knocks it off of the stand and it continues to sing on the floor, nearly under the bed. "Will you just get up and shut it up already?" Adriana mutters under the pillow.
"But, I don't want to get up..." Pedro yawns.
"Your fault for going out with Bob and not coming back until after midnight." Adriana mutters, stretching. "Now get up before I kick you from bed myself..."
Pedro yawns. "Go ahead...I'm going back to sle-OW!" He then exclaims as Adriana, as she warned, gives him a hard kick. He just looks at her for a moment before leaning over and getting the alarm clock to make it stop going off. "Happy?"
"As a clam, now go do whatever and let me sleep." She yawns and snuggles almost completely under the covers and her pillow. Pedro lifts her pillow and gives her a quick kiss before getting out of the bed and starting to prepare for his scheduled training period.
It has been a little over a week since that night at the bar when he and Bob had had the argument. Bob did accept the promotion, though he has not left for it yet. He has a lot of stuff to do first before he and his family can move for it. The day after their argument, the two friends somewhat made up. They both apologized and said that they had not really meant everything that they had said, though they both are still hurt by the other's words. Bob no longer completely trusts everything Pedro says, and Pedro knows this. Several times over the past week, he has tried to make up for lying to Bob, but he also knows it will just take time for Bob build up trust in him once again...And with him now engaged to Adriana, it is even harder for that trust to build.
Pedro proposed to Adriana a couple days after the argument; on Valentine's Day, while they were out for a short waddle in the forest around the house. She finally said yes after sarcastically acting at first as if she was going to say no, not that Pedro had expected her to behave any differently.
Diego and Alejandro returned from their boat to their house next-door to Pedro, which has not overly pleased Adriana, especially since now nearly every time she looks out of her window there is a chick running and sliding all around with a little soccer ball or baseball. This said baseball of Alejandro has already 'mysteriously' broken one their window during this past week and Pedro has yet to have a moment to replace it.
Pedro now glances towards this broken window with a small sigh as he waddles over to the drawer in the desk in the living room where he keeps his gun at night and retrieves it. "I need to get that fixed tomorrow…" He mutters as he grabs his house keys and waddles out the door. He is barely out of the house when he gets a text from Adriana.
'Before you go, can you turn down the heat some and get the grocery list from the table?'
Pedro then sighs and re-enters the house. "And she always has to wait until I'm leaving for all of this…" He mutters to himself, slightly irritated. He waddles over to the thermostat and adjusts it to a cooler setting. "There, it's set for cooler!" He shouts towards the bedroom and then waddles to the kitchen and grabs the list and looks at it. "What the heck is all this?!" He then says, glancing at the clock and waddling back towards the bedroom.
Adriana looks at him and yawns. "Stuff we need." She shrugs.
"But, since when do we need this much hot sauce or rainbow ice cream?" Pedro asks, looking at the list.
"Since I say so and we ran out." She says as though it ought to be the most obvious thing in the world to him.
Pedro looks at the list. "But, we just bought all of this the other day? We're out of it all already?!"
Adriana just looks at him. "Have you never heard of cravings, Pedro?" She says.
Pedro looks at her and then makes an 'oh' face, followed by a sheepish grin. "Right...Yeah, uh…" He says and glances at the clock again. "Anyway, I'm gone before your father has my tail-feathers." He says.
"He better not end up with your tail feathers!" She calls after him as he leaves the room. Pedro doesn't hear her, though, as he hurriedly slides out of the house.
He can't be late.
He had heard about Agent Lucky being late and how Commander Estrada punished him for it. Lucky apparently did not have his luckiest day that day. Pedro has had a mission with Lucky in the past and had seen on the schedule that he is having another coming up soon with him. He had went to talk with him about that and that is when he found out about the late incident and its repercussions. He had to do red level training procedures. 'Red,' 'severe,' or 'suicidal' level training were almost always reserved for only the top, best agents and fighters, such as commanders and some special operation agents. Lucky was definitely not one of those. After just ten minutes of these brutal warm-ups and exercises, he fell unconscious and the medics had to be called. Pedro knows that, though he is a decent agent, he probably would not do too much better with red zone training exercises himself.
He slides into the base and straight to his assigned training room for today with only moments to spare. He gives a silent sigh of relief. 'That was too close...' He thinks with a silent chuckle to himself and begins his training warm-ups. Today's practice assigned to him is to warm-ups and go to the obstacle course downstairs. That is one of the few training areas that he admittedly has not worked with as much as he should and needs to. These warm-ups take just around fifteen minutes and he slides over to the elevator.
"Say what?" He exclaims as he finds an 'out-of-order' sign taped up on the elevator's door. He then sighs and looks over at the stairs with a small grumble. Reluctantly, he starts down the stairs towards the obstacle course level.
Adriana finally drags herself up from the bed and waddles to the kitchen. She fixes herself a cup of coffee, not really caring that according to some stupid website that she shouldn't have it, and a bowl of cereal and sits down at the table. She takes out a little notebook and a pencil and opens the book. She starts to write a little in it.
'22-2-1990
—Once again, Pedro has missed something staring him straight in the face. I seriously wonder how he has survived so long. I mean, surely by now someone like him would have plummeted to their death over a cliff! Or got bitten by some venomous creature while it stares them straight in the eye! If this ex-friend, friend, whatever, has kept him alive, kudos to him. Hopefully our chick will inherit more of my intellect than his, that would be in his or her best interests for sure.
'It is really hard to not just run out of this country. I can't stand being in the same continent with my father. He is so close, I can almost feel him glaring and smell the alcohol...Though that is just probably one of Pedro's bottles. I need to make sure he takes out the trash when he gets back, thinking of his bottles.' Adriana taps her beak a bit in thought and glances towards the window, and like clockwork, there is that chick again with his...No, actually he doesn't have a ball today, instead, he has a frisbee. Adriana sighs a bit annoyed and looks at her book again.
'And the tiny local has come again. His father really needs to keep him on a leash or in a cage or something so that he stops coming so near this house. Next thing he might do is ask me to play.' She shivers a bit at the thought. She hears the phone ring and closes her notebook and gets it.
"Pedro Mateo's casa." Adriana answers and looks a little at the tip of one of her flippers. "No, I'm sorry, he's not in right now...No, I can't take a message, but I'll tell him you called. Who did you say you were again?" She listens and jots down the name 'Guadalupe' on a napkin. "Oh! Are you his sister?" She shakes her head and rolls her eyes. "No, I'm his fiancée, Adriana." She says. "Right...'Kay...Adios." She hangs up and goes back to her book.
'Penguins can be so irritating to talk to via phone. Why should I take a message? Then I have to deal with him asking stupid questions about whatever stupid thing she tells me to tell him. That all is just too irritating to deal with, in my opinion. She should have called his cell if she really wanted to get some message to him.' She snorts and writes before drinking some on her coffee and eating her cereal. She looks at the clock boredly and tries to think of what all she can plan to do today.
"I could plot a thousand ways to kill my enemies...Not that I am allowed to do any of them…" She mutters as she finishes her coffee. "Or...I guess I could start planning Pedro's and my wedding…" She says thoughtfully. Adriana then takes her dishes to the sink and waddles over to the calendar that hangs on the living room wall. She takes it down and brings it over to the couch with her. Curiously, she counts up the days since that night that she and Pedro had had 'fun'. She marks around when their egg should be due and around a month after that, when it ought to hatch. "I guess if I don't want to look too pregnant in my wedding photos we should do it soon...Or wait until after the egg is laid already…" She says thoughtfully. "I think I will have to see what Pedro's thoughts, if he has any thoughts, would be on that…"
Adriana then puts the calendar back on its peg in the wall and waddles back to the bedroom where she picks up Pedro's laptop bag and opens it. She gets the computer out and sits with it on the bed and looks up on it about weddings and chick names. "Though, we could technically just go get a court office marriage for all I really mind...Not that they would probably legally bind a criminal with him, ha." She mutters. "Though, since I have not ever really have been arrested under my actual name...I suppose we still should be able to...As long as his friend doesn't get a big beak and blabs about me being La Sombra to everyone." She snorts and then goes to the other tab with chick names.
"This would be easier if I knew what the little diablo* is going to be…" She says to herself as she looks at the long lists of male and female names. "And most of these are just stupid." She sighs a little and goes to a different link and scrolls down the site. "Well...That one isn't too too bad...Not too too good either…" She mutters and goes to yet another site with a sigh. "I guess I will have to check Pedrrrrro's thoughts on this matter too...Gran."
Translations:
*Diablo : devil
