CHAPTER THREE: ESPIONAGE EVENT

"Man, I sure hope old man Briggs doesn't find out I was late for the army" Mason said as his hellocopter landed in the sea.

"Don't worry, ENEMY BOSS is trying to overthrow all capitalist government at the moment, so everyone is a little preoccupied." Army Friend comforted.

"That is lucky" David went "He would have been really mad."

The army boat was one of those big boats that aircrafts are carried on. The Big Boat was in the middle if a sea somewhere and contained all the army aswell as some CRAZY computers and stuff.

"Man, it sure is the future" Went Mooson, who stopped to get a coffee before going to the army room where the boss was.

"Mason, I didnt see you in registration this morning" Scowled old man Briggs down his face at Mason.

"Sorry, my bus was late" Lied Alex but David knowed like he always did.

"See me after class" He angerly said. David's heart sank.

"Is there anything we can do to help save the world?" Asked Army Friend. In the background a sneaky man shuffled around bumping into people and apologising in Russian, but nobody thought anything of it.

"It's a good thing you showed up! My communism detector is off the charts." A science man said in a science coat.

"Then we need to get right to the fight!" Shouted Mason, slamming his coffee on the table. It spilled on his hand, which hurt a lot.

After David had stopped crying Briggs said. "ENEMY BOSS has escaped from the future police, and we have to stop him."

"Yeah I know, we just-" Mason was unimpressed, and got cut off when the sneaky-shuffly man stood on his toes before scooting off across the room stuffing office supplies into his overcoat.

"Do we know where ENEMY BOSS is? That would make it much easier to shoot him" Army friend said.

"We were tracking him with COMPUTERS, but he HACKED us out of the SYSTEM." Went Briggs "Somehow he got past our FIREWALLS and overloaded the SERVER!"

"I don't know what you just said, but that sounds like something you would have to do from here, maybe there is a BAD GUY SPY in our midst." Alex Davids sounded. In the background the shifty man's moustache fell off and he had to take a moment to put it back on before shifting off out of the room and down a corridor.

"A spy? IMPOSSIBLE! I would have noticed by now as I am particularly observant!" Briggs noted.

"But what..." Mason started, pausing to take a drink of his coffee but then spitting it out because it was TOO HOT and he didn't even like coffee anyway. "...If there is?" He finished. Everyone in the room gasped out loud.

"Mason, you have one hour, find me that spy." Briggs went all stern and serious, like always but even moreso.

"It will take fifteen minutes" Mason finished his coffee and tossed the cup backwards over his shoulder into a bin as he marched out of the room.

Five minutes later David had given up as he was bored.

CONTINUED INSTANTLY IN CHAPTER 4

-...Go watch your favourite film, or something...-

CHAPTER FOUR: SPY SIDETRACK RESOLUTION

"Maybe we should at least walk around a bit, Mason." Army Friend said to Mason, who was moping in a corner and being real pouty. "We have much more chance of accidentally bumping into the spy that way, and we only have ten minutes to get him before we have to admit we have no idea what we are doing."

"Nah" Said David, taking another drink of his coffee that he didn't like and was cold by now. He sighed a big sigh and gazed across the room to where the creepy guy he hadn't ever noticed until this morning was wrestling a laptop away from one of the science guys.

"Something about this captures my attention for some reason." Mason said, pointing to the wrestle that was going on right now.

"I also wish I owned a laptop." Army Friend murmured. A few moments of bored silence passed due to the boredom of everyone.

"I heard once that if you ask a spy if they are a spy and they are a spy they have to say they are a spy. I definitely heard that once." Mason said.

"I think that might not have been the truth." Army Friend replied.

"Aww..." Alex shed a single tear.

"We could ask anyone if they have seen anything strange"

"Yeah, but old man Briggs said he had been looking really hard." David looked grim in the face "Whoever this spy is, they must be really good at spying." Army Friend had to gulp from all the grim.

The scary guy re-entered the room and gave the laptop back to the science man who he had borrowed it from. A few seconds later it blew up and took out a whole kitchen.

"Is that strange?" David asked.

"It's the future" Army Friend went disinterestingly. "Everything explodes in the future."

Mason finished his coffee and crushed the cup into a ball to represent his frustration.

"Eyyy, eeellow my freeend. I am a fveeelow Ameeericaaan" The spooky guy said to a man who was selling hotdogs in the stands. He said it in the same weird accent Mason had never ever heard before, all the while adjusting his wonky beard that seemed to be slipping off his face. Perhaps it was the fake nose and glasses but something about that guy was starting to strike Mason as being quite unusual.

"How can I help you, fellow American?" The hotdog man responded.

"Eyyy vwill ahve... Thveee Haht Dahgs!"

Hotdogs were exchanged.

"STOP RIGHT THERE YOU SPY FOR EVIL!" Mason exasperated. Everyone turned around to see David Mason pointing right at the suspicious man.

"Vaht do you mean, comrade?" Asked the man, momentarily dropping the 'spying for dummies' handbook he had been thumbing through as he waited for his foods.

"I caught you, you villainous commumint!" Mason started to go towards the guy when he saw old man Briggs who looked real mean.

"This man has been screened for communism twice this month! You dangerous maniac! You had better have evidence that he is anything but a true American hero!" Briggs yelled, getting bits of spit all over everyone in the room. David took a moment to unspit himself but he looked really like he knew what he was talking about that surprised everyone.

"I have evidence! A real American would have held up three fingers when he asked for three hotdogs!" He began, pacing back and forth with his arms behind his back like an ace attorney. "This man drew a picture of the Kremlin instead!" Everyone gasped, it was true.

While everyone was facing the wrong way, the BAD GUY SPY ran away.

"After him, you beautiful man" Briggs said and Mason knew what he had to do...

CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 5