It's a minimum school day today so I MIGHT be able to upload later. I first have to finish Chapter 3. :)


"Wake up, sleepy head." I was roughly shaken awake, courtesy of Blake. His wake up calls are never so pleasant.

"What time is it?" I moaned.

"Seven; get dressed." He left, the wooden door closing behind him.

I groaned, making a mental note to get him back for that another day.


I entered the small kitchen with the folder in my hands. Blake sat on the circular table set in the corner of the room, sharpening his sword. "This mission just gives you an excuse to casually carry around a weapon, doesn't it?" I asked, plopping down into a seat beside him.

His eyes never wavered from the sword. "Maybe. Same goes for you." The green eyed boy reached across the table and held a sheathed machete in front of my face. "Remember this?" He wiggled it. Stabatha. You see, I'm so attached to my weapons that I've actually given them names. (Call me crazy, but this is not a joke.)

"Give me that!" I almost tackled Blake as I took the machete from his grasp and protectively clutched it to my chest as if it was my only life line. He eyed me queerly. "You should know better than to touch my favorite machete of all time!"

Blake shrugged. He took the folder and pulled out a paper. "Did you read the suspects yet?" I shook my head. "You have half an hour to." He handed me the paper that read:

MISSION ROMANCING ROYALTY

OPERATIVE(S):

Makoola and Anderson

SUSPECT(S):

Twins Brady and Boomer Parker.

OBJECTIVE:

See if said suspects have government information to share with other countries; preferably to the island they will soon rule.

Operative Makoola- According to your files, you were a guard-in-training before coming over to the CIA. You shall use this as your cover to get up close and personal with the suspects.

Operative Anderson- You are one excellent pavement artist which makes you perfect for the job you are about to be given. You must check the suspects' bedroom for files about any recent government activity. It may include looking through their undergarments.

DESCRIPTION OF SUSPECT(S):

Boomer Parker-
Age: 16

Gender: Male (Or said otherwise by his brother)

Appearance:

-Eye color: Brown

-Hair color: Black

-Hieght: 5"7

-Skin tone: Dark

Likes: Random shirts, Beyoncé

Dislikes: Work (basically, anything that has to do with thinking), Bullies

Hobbies: Dancing(and a horrible one at that)

Notes: He is a little slow so he shouldn't be much of a problem.

Brady Parker-
Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance:

-Eye color: Brown

-Hair color: Black

-Hieght: 5"7

-Skin tone: Light

Likes: Music (especially guitars)

Dislikes: Bullies

Hobbies: Songwriting, singing, flirting (Careful with him, Operative Makoola.)

Notes: He is proven to be the smarter twin. (Keep your eye out for this one.)

Other than that, I bid you a good luck on your mission.

-Signed, The Director

I didn't know what was crazier: The fact that they wanted us to go after some innocent sounding boys or that Blake's last name was Anderson! It took me two years to figure out what my partners last name was and, I have to say, I'm quite astonished.

Covert Report
Once Operative Makoola concluded her study on the suspects, her and Operative Anderson promptly set off for their
mission. Both Operatives climbed the stairs to the top of the building, where a balloon, manned by Operative Makoola's father, was waiting. Operative Makoola ran to her father who she had not seen in two years and gave him a bear hug. Operative Anderson did, however, receive several of glares from both his partner and his partners father.


It took two full days for us to make it to Kinkow. (It also took a lot of willpower to not throw Blake out of the balloon, but that story is for another time.) We landed in the middle of the plaza, though it looked nothing like I had remembered. Streamers hung everywhere, a red carpet was positioned under our feet, and, behind us, sat a small stage.

"You know we are preparing-"

"For the arrival of the new Kings-I know." I cut my dad off. He went to carry my bags, but I slapped his hands away. He raised an eyebrow. "I can carry my own bags!"

My dad threw his hands up defensively. "I was just trying to help. Why did you come back, anyways?"

"I'm afraid that's classified, sir." spoke Blake.

My dad sent the boy a glare. "Well, I don't know how long you're staying, but I missed you, baby girl." He gave me a one-armed hug and Blake his famous "I-got-my-eyes-on-you" look before heading into the castle.

"You better watch out, Blakey." I teased, using my nickname for him. "Papa Sasquatch will hunt you down."

The green eyed boy gave me a look of disbelief. I quickly made a dash for the castle, Blake chasing after me. "Stop calling me that!"

"No!" I refused, running around a corner and past some royal servants.

Blake soon caught up. He grabbed my wrist, spun me around, and pinned me against a wall. "Let's be serious; we're here on a mission, not to act like little children."

"Whatever you say...Blakey." I giggled when he raised an eyebrow at me.

He was right; we had to take this seriously. But, who could act mature when knowing your partners job is to look through the undergarments of the suspects? It was not at all easy to take the boy who stood in front of me with a professional tone.

Sure, I did create a nickname for him but it was only meant to be taken as a friendly way. And I'm friends with him...at least I think...Now was not the proper time to question it. I had a mission to prepare for after all.


The title to the mission is actually a parody to "Romancing The Phone", the title to an episode of The Suite Life Of Zach and Cody which Kelsey Chow just happened to guest star on. Please review for more!