Hey guys! I wasn't originally going to ship A and D, but I thought it would be cool to add and now it's part two! Enjoy!

He shrugged. "I dunno. My new identity just kinda grew on me!"

I nodded. "That makes sense."

"So what's the plan?" A asked and thought for a second then snapped my fingers when I thought of the perfect idea. "I've got it! Here's what we're gonna do..."

We walked into the agency and looked around. I was sweating nervously, and felt like the slightest thing could...

"Hi! I'm Trish!" Trish tapped me on the shoulder and I screamed and jumped, whipping around to face her.

"Well Trish," I said, using my man voice I had practiced on for hours,

"You scared the daylights out of me."

She blushed and smiled guiltily.

"Oh, sorry!" She brushed some hair away from her face and my eyes widened with horror. I started to walk away but she followed me.

"Would you like me to give you a tour of the agency? Or at least the places were allowed to go?" She asked and I shook my head.

"Uh, no thanks! I think I'm alright!" I walked to my desk and sat down, feeling a bit disturbed. I think Trish might of had a crush on me! I could tell, because I've seen that look in a woman's eyes and its not because she just wants to be friends. Alberta sat down beside me and cleared her throat. "Um, hi Dean! I'm your new partner, Alberta!"

I nodded. "Hi! Lets look at our missions!" I leaned in behind my suitcase and he joined me.

"Oh god man, I think Trish has a crush on me!" I whispered to A and he giggled. "Oh my god that is freakin' hilarious!"

I leaned back out from behind the suitcase and looked at Trish. She giggled and wiggled her fingers in a wave at me. I gulped and rubbed my forehead.

I looked back to see A leaned back against the wall, trying to lean away from one of the identical agents. The agents eyebrow was raised and he had a sly smile on his face. I covered up my mouth to keep myself from laughing and A shot me a look that said, 'Help me!'

I cleared my throat and stepped forward. "What are you doing? You know agents can't have relationships with other agents! Now vamoose!"

He scowled at me and walked away. I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes. He shrugged his shoulders .

"What? It's not my fault I'm a crazy hot chic!"

I shook my head and an alarm went off. Everyone scampered into action, but we stood there until there was no one left and we ran down to the office of the lady with the bun. We opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door behind us.

"What do you want?! Your suppose to be eliminating the targets!" She told us angrily and I ripped off my mustache and A wiped away his makeup. "Remember us?"

She gasped and grabbed a phone but I kicked it out of her hands.

I grabbed my pistol from out of my pocket and aimed it at her. I shot her in her chest and she fell out of her chair and on the ground, holding her wound. She got out a remote and pressed a big red button on it. I lunged to stop her but it was too late. I heard a loud BOOM from across the agency and she smiled. "Bye."

The wall of the office blew up and sent me and A flying out the wall of the office and into the desk area. The whole agency was engulfed in flames. My ears were ringing and I looked around for A. There was a slap on my shoulder and I turned to see A screaming at me, but I couldn't hear him. A beam fell from above and broke several desks in front of us and I ran for a way out, when I spotted Trish pinned under some debris. I darted over to her and picked her up, running for the door when from above I saw a loose beam start to fall. I threw Trish and she barley skid out before the debris crashed down, blocking the exit behind her. My hearing started to slowly come back to me and I could hear the building burning around me and the fire roaring.

"A! A!" I shouted, trying to find A and I heard him shout. "D! I'm over here!"

I ran toward the sound and found him, pinned in the arms of an agent who had stayed behind. The agent had a gun held to his head and I could see the glazed fear in his eyes behind the shades. "I saw what you did to the boss! And now, no ones getting out of here alive! Put your hands up or I blow his brains out!" I dropped to my knees and put my hands up in the air.

"Now lay down on the ground and stay there!" I felt like a dog, but did as I was told and laid down. I spotted a price of burn wood on the ground and grabbed it in my hands. I peeked at him from the corner of my eye ad aimed. I threw the burnt wood and it smacked the agent in the face. He shrieked in pain and dropped the gun, shooting his hands to his burned eyes. A grabbed the gun and shot the bad agent down and he was dead. I ran and jumped over a flaming beam when all of a sudden, a beam fell from the ceiling and landed on my leg. I screamed and fell down, pinned to the ground and defenseless. A ran to me and held my hand, tears streaming down my face from the enormous pain in my leg. I could feel the wood cooking my flesh. A pulled me out from under the debris and I laid there, all dirty thinking to myself, THIS is really it. I was wrong last time but I'm really going to die now. A started coughing and I pulled him down to the floor. "Get down. The smoke is less dense down here."

We laid there looking at each other, feeling helpless and I painfully turned my head to look at him. "If you could go back and stop yourself from ever joining the agency, would you?"

He looked back at me and shook his head. "No."

I raised my eyebrows in confusion.

"Why?"

He looked at me dramatically and sighed. "Because if I did that, I would've never met you."

I felt myself blush under all the dirt and grime on my face and he lightly kissed my forehead. l laid my head on his chest and my eyes watered with pain. "Hey Al?"

"Yeah?"

"If we die and get separated, listen for this…" I clapped my hands four times and he nodded. "Okay."

I heart started pumping faster and everything turned white. I could hear A yelling my name, but it sounded far away. I fell down and landed in a white room, with one door. I looked around with confusion and straitened my tie. I felt like something was drawing me to the door, so I went and opened it, stepping into another room. This room was filled with people. Dead people. It was like I had been sucked into the Sixth Sense. There were people with different deaths like a guy with burns all over his body, and there was a little girl who was blue in the face from drowning. Some of them I couldn't bear to look at, like the lady with the axe sticking out of her head or the man chopped into pieces and lying on the floor. Then I suddenly remembered something. Clap four times. I clapped my hands four times and scanned the crowd, looking for the thing I wanted. A guy ran out from the crowd and wore the same suit as me only it was dirty and singed and he had long crazy brown hair. "A!" I ran forward and hugged him, my whole body radiating with happiness when my vision became fuzzy. The supernatural world went away from me and I woke up in the real world, coughing and gasping for air. Even though the fireman was hot I hopped out of his arms and looked for my missing partner. Another fireman came from out of the smoldering building and was carrying A and I ran to him.

"Help him! Give him CPR, do something!" A person from the crowd that had formed around us shouted and the fireman set him down on the ground. I put my mouth to his and pumped air into his lungs, pumping his chest with my hands and after five minutes of pumping, I sat down in defeat. I was tired and he wasn't pulling through. My eyes watered and l laid my face down on his chest, crying. I had let him die. I couldn't save him. The one time my mission is to save someone, not kill, I fail. My head gently moved up and down as I sobbed and I realized it wasn't me moving my head up and down. It was the gently moving up and down of someones chest while they're breathing. "Why are you crying, D?" A weak voice asked me and my eyes turned wide with surprise. I lifted my head up to see A grinning weakly and I gave a cry of happiness. "A!"

I embraced him in a hug and he hugged me back, rolling me around and giving me a kiss. The crowd started to clap and I felt like I was in a movie. I clapped my hands four times triumphantly and he laughed, standing up and reaching his hand out to help me. I took it and he helped me stand up as we looked over the crowd of people surrounding us. Ten news reporters mobbed us and I felt camera shy.

"Can you tell us what happened here today?"

"How did the fire start?"

"Hey, the FBI called, they want their wardrobe back!" One reporter commented and I recognized him from the tv show TMZ.

"For you information, it's the CIA." I pushed him out of the way and stepped out of the enormous crowd.

"So, what now?" I asked A and he simply shrugged.

"Not this anymore!" He pointed to the smoldering remains of the agency and I nodded.

"You said it! I'm done having near death experiences. They're crazy!"

The reporter from TMZ came back up to us and smiled. "Say cheese!"

He snapped a picture in our faces and I shoved him away.

"You know what this calls for?" I asked A and he nodded. "Oh yeah!"

"Your sorta famous, a minor celebrity," I sang and A smiled. "And so it only makes sense the world would be obsessed with every single thing you do."

"They're running 'round with their camcorders in the night, they lurk impatiently in hope that they just might,see something really embarrassing you do." I sang and shrugged.

"The bad hair day and sweat-stained t-shirts, that's the story that they're gonna feature! With exclusive pics of your flabby behind, you think you're all alone but that's right when you'll find," A sang and I joined him for the chorus. "A bunch of paparazzi popping out of nowhere, cameras in your face and then suddenly! You're on TMZ! You're on TMZ!"

"Following you when you're walking down the street and asking stupid questions while you're trying to eat,

so you cover your face thinking to yourself, Hey, isn't this creepy?" I sang. "And they are there praying you'll have a big meltdown and take a mono-lethal car chase through this whole town, they'll be there with you when you're going to jail!" A reporter snapped a picture in A's face and he shoved him away. "First on the scene for every wardrobe fail!"

"You just picked up some transvestite, seconds later it's up on the website! Get a vegas wedding, a quickie divorce and they'll be sneaking in, snapping pictures, of course!" I slid my shades on and tried to hide my face from the cameras.

"And if they ever catch you picking your nose or storming down the street in a drunken spree, you're on TMZ!Stalking you, just waiting by a frontal, trailing you through airport security, They were TMZ! They were TMZ!"

"We caught this oscar nominee picking up DOG POOP!" A made himself sound like a news reporter and I smiled. "Is that a baby back there?I pronounce you guilty, of leaving the house while FAT!"

"Look Who's drinking... COFFEE!" A boasted and I gave a crazed laugh.

"Everything celebrities do is FASCINATING!"

"Oh, let me tell you it's getting to the point where a famous person can't,

even get a D.U.I or go on a racist rant!" A sang and pulled my the top of my suit over my head like I was hiding from someone. "Those guys are all around so you really shouldn't dare, go to every club in town if you just lost your underwear."

We almost started laughing but kept our cool. "It seems that every single time a star decides to shave her hair

or ram their car into a tree, they're on TMZ!"

"If they catch you peeing in the bushes, later on, that night well I guarantee,You're on TMZ! You're on TMZ!" A sang and we hooked arms.

"Your on TMZ!" I sang and we finished by singing together.

"Every single celebrity, knows they're gonna be, they're on TMZ!"

we crossed our arms and went back to back and everyone was silent. Then, the crowd roared with applause. We bowed and all of a sudden, they picked us up and carried us. I whooped and A smiled, slapping me a high five. They let us down and we walked to our car, and got in. I coughed and looked at my badly burned leg and groaned. "Take me to the hospital."

That's my story! :D if you guys like and give good reviews I will be sure to make a sequel. This is my first published, so try not to be to harsh.

See ya!

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(BTW, that's just my user name. I am not the real Weird Al. I'm just a huge fan!)

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Polka Face- Weird Al

Party in the CIA- Weird Al

Wanna B UR Lover- Weird Al

TMZ- Weird Al