Now, while 21 was running about like a, as the Monarch would say, "butterfly with his head cut off", 24 was napping peacefully...

...Until 21 kicked the door open, that is.

"24! 24! Wake up! We gotta talk right now!"

24 grumbled something inaudible, and probably not very nice, while covering his head with blankets. 21 shut the door behind him before marching over to the cot and yanking the blankets off his lump of a partner.

"Seriously, 24...we're dead if we don't think of something pronto!"

"Wait, what? Why?! What did I do?!" 24 slowly sat up and became one with the living again."...what did you do...?"

"The Monarch knows, 24! About us...you know!" 21 made a lude gesture with his hands, while realization hit 24 like...well,one of the many heavy things that Sampson has thrown at his head.

And he was thrown into a panic.

"...Holy craaaaap! HOLY FREAKIN' CRAP!"

"I know, right! I- Jeez, 24 calm down. Breath through your nose..."

"Are you sure? How do you know he knows? Did he tell yo- what did he say?! Did he yell? Is he going to kill us? Shit, I haven't even finished paying off car yet! I don't wanna di-ie-ie-ie-aye!"
"Pull your self together, solider!" 21 bellowed as he shook the panicked and sickly henchman by the shoulders. Then he released him and returned to his usual goof-ball self. "Ha! Man, I've always wanted to do that, but the opporitunity never presented itself. Awesome! Anyway, he didn't say that he knew per say, but he said he had a secret surveillance system-"

"Oh, duh!" 24 smacked himself on the forehead lightly. "The cameras! I totally forgot!"

"Dude, you knew about this?!"

"Well, yeah. 18 and the twins installed them last week and they told me all about it." 24 shrugged, feeling a bit sheepish.
"Aw, balls! No one ever tells me anything!" The bed shook a little as 21 collapsed on it. 24 rolled his eyes then rolled a little on his side so he was physically touching the chubbier henchman. He then toyed with said henchman's slightly stubby fingers, in an effort to console him.

"Jeez, you had me worked up there for a minute...Yeah, if the Monarch doesn't know yet, all you gotta do is sneak into the surveillance room and destroy the tape. Easy..."

21 pushed 24 aside and sat up quickly. Clearly, he wasn't the most consolable at this time...

"I don't know where that is! I didn't even know it existed until ten minutes ago!" 21 stood up and took 24's arm with him. "You're coming with me."

The poor, sickly henchman resisted as much as he possibly could.
"You're insane! You wouldn't even let me get up by myself to use the bathroom! Now you want me to run around the Cocoon with you and steal from the Monarch? No freakin' way! What happened to fluffing my pillows and bringing me soup?"

21 scoffed, as he finally yanked the lanky sicky all the way out of the bed.

"24, if you're well enough to fuckin' ride me, you're well enough to take a little walk and help me fix this!"

"Ugh, do you always have to be so crass?! Fine!"

So after many minutes and much squabbling over nothing, there they were; Two blobs of yellow and orange leaning up against a magenta wall, trying to blend in. 24 waited for 21's signal (which happened to be Spiderman's infamous web-slinging hand sign) then he pushed open the door....ever so slightly.

After quadruple checking to make sure the coast was clear, 24 tippy-toed inside. 21 followed suit...only he was humming the theme song to "Mission Impossible."

Hey; he was in the moment!

24 smiled inwardly and joined in.

"Da. Da. Da-Da. Da. Da. Duh-Duh. Da-"

"Hey guys! Whatcha doin?"

21 and 24 stopped in mid sneak and in mid "da." Their eyes were locked with those of a third henchmen...although you could never tell, on account of the masks...

"God! Nothing, 56!" 21 whined in annoyance.

"Right! We're just...uh...we're just...hey, wait a sec- what are you doing here?!" 24 tried to turn the tables on the witness and aimed his dart gun for the head. 56, however, was unimpressed.

"Uh...I work here. The boss wanted to reassign me to a post where I wouldn't 'get in his way' or something..."

24 dropped the gun and the tough guy facade.

"No kiddin'? Well...maybe you could help us..." He paused just long enough to pull up a swivel chair and plop down into it. "Ya see, 21 and I are looking for this tape. It's uh...rather personal, and-"
"Oh, you must be talking about the sex tape! Wink, wink, nudge nudge! Know what I mean, know what I mean, huh?"

21 and 24 did, in fact, know what he meant. And it embarrassed the hell outta them.
"Sooo...I uh, take it you watched it then?" 21 finally coughed while 24 chewed on his lip.
"Yeah...no offense, but you guys totally wouldn't make it in the porno industry; you two talk way too much."

21 now resembled a pudgy tomato.

"We'll keep that in mind. So can we just have the tape back before Monarch-"
"Oh, he's already seen it."
"WHAT?!"
"He stopped by a little while ago and I showed him."
"56! Why would you even do that?!" 24's voice went up an entire octave.

"Hey, I get lonely in this room all by myself...I thought it make him stick around a little longer, and it did! Hey that reminds me; Boss told me to tell you to meet him in the boardroom..."
"Oh God- Thanks a-fucking-lot, 56! C'mon 24..."
"...coming..."

And so, our heroes left henchman number 56 in the surveillance room. Wishing upon countless stars that somehow, the prick would die a horrible surveillance-duty related death.