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The first thing England thought to do was laugh.
"Pfffft! What is this Canada? You sent me a boy? Very funny, now where's my new associate?"
The quiet man looked up and the Briton in shock, clearly not anticipating that type of a response. He opened his mouth to speak, only to be cut off by another's words.
"I'm not a boy! I'll have you know I'm 22 years old, and I'm damn well ready for this mission!" A pause followed by a chuckle, "'Bout time they upgraded from antiques like you, don't ya think?"
By now the taller man had strolled up to stand directly in front of England. He looked confident, back straight with excellent posture, as if trying to drive home his point. He glared down at infuriated green eyes, knowing full well what he'd said, and to whom he'd said it.
England failed to suppress a growl from the back of his throat. He matched the man's gaze trying to burn right through him with his eyes.
"You…" the Brit was ready to go on a complete rant, and he sure as hell planned to, "For one thing, 27 is not old, and rather than being insufferably young and idiotic like you, I've ascertained maturity and the ability to not be a git! Do you know who I am? I've lived and breathed espionage since I could walk! You have no right to talk down to-"
"G-Guys!"
The pair averted their gazes from each other and met upon terrified violet eyes.
"Y-you guys haven't even known each other for five minutes and you're already arguing. P-Please stop!"
Both men looked from Canada to each other, and then simultaneously at the floor.
"I do apologize… That was rather juvenile and foolish. Perhaps we could start over?"
A modest nod from the American, followed by a gesture to the couch.
"Let's sit down. We'll be more comfortable."
Sky blue eyes worked only to compliment the now genuine beam the man let out. England casually followed, sitting across from the new comer, and besides Canada.
"Well then. I'll start. My name is-"
"Your name is England. Your 27 years old and have been working as a spy since you were all of 16. You were born in England, but refuse to disclose the exact location. You're parents died when you were quite young, but they had connections so you somehow ended up here. You're the absolute best in the business and you're success rate is yet to be surpassed. You love tea, but even more so you like a good book. Oh! And as I've come to believe, no one knows your real name."
England was paralyzed and could do nothing more than blink. When he finally managed to regain the use of his body, he nodded and crossed one leg on top of the other, trying to look a tad more distinguished.
"Well it certainly seems someone's done their research. Perhaps I was wrong about you; as young and inexperienced as you are, you might become a noteworthy partner.
America smiled at that, doing a little victory fist pump in the air to celebrate; though before he got too far, he was interrupted by England's superior voice.
"Well as much as I hate to admit it, I don't seem to be as well read up on you as you are on me. Please do indulge me with a bit more about yourself."
The taller blonde nodded blissfully, feeling rather fortunate that someone as powerful and important as England would be willing to give him the time of day.
"I'd love to England! Well since you refuse to tell anyone your real name, I'll do the same," he smiled cocking a brow, "I'll go by America, since really, what's more epic than having the most heroic country ever as your nickname?"
England could think of quite a few things that were more 'epic' than this but he disregarded these thoughts and continued to let the man talk.
"Well it all started when the most awesome baby ever was born in a tiny little city outside of Houston, Texas…"
"OH! And then once when I was 8, my dad took me on this trip to Yellowstone, which was totally awesome by the way, and I saw a giant grizzly bear!"
"Dear god," England thought, "this boy doesn't know when to shut his mouth. How could he possibly be a spy? I've spent the last half hour listening to him babble on about his childhood. But I digress… he is rather attractive though…"
As quickly as England had allowed that thought into his mind, it was quickly discharged by a prompt shake of his head. He'd learned more about America from the last 30 minutes of him speaking than he really cared to know. Perhaps he should butt in now before he was subjected to learn more about America's lovely life, growing up in the tremendously 'awesome' U-S- of A.
"Ah a grizzly bear you say? That's quite remarkable. I'd love to hear more America," he knew he was lying, "truly I would, but I do believe Canada has called us both here for some rather serious business."
He exchanged looks between America and Canada who seemed to be in accord, and then prodded the hushed man to tell them why they were both here; and more importantly, why they'd be working together.
"Go on Canada. The ball is in your court."
A series of giggles was emitted from a certain American before he could start.
"O-Ok well," the Canadian seemed to be choosing his words carefully, "England, w-why don't you sit next to America s-so I can address you both as I'm speaking."
England found nothing out of the ordinary with this statement and so he immediately complied. He stood, walked to the other side of the curved leather sofa, and sat down next to the taller, younger man. He'd ensured to leave enough space between the two, sitting up against an armrest while America sat on the middle cushion, but of course his plan had promptly backfired as the blue-eyed man slide over right next to England, slinging an arm around him.
"Watch yourself lad…" England hissed as blush drifted over his cheeks and he escaped America's snug hold. The golden blonde only smiled, removing his arm, but not moving an inch away from the Briton.
"Alright!" America suddenly piped up, "Me and Mr. Stuck-up here are ready to be briefed on our awesome mission."
England simply sighed irritated. He'd only known America for all of 30 minutes, but already he was used to his playful insults and ministrations. To an extent it was annoying, but it also sort of added to his charm.
"O-ok you guys ready?"
The two men nodded in sync.
"A-Alright well. So the reason we called you both here… Well as you've learned from your introductions, England is our top spy, and America seems to be a new and upcoming prodigy."
America teasingly poked England in the side.
"Hear that Iggy? He called me a prodigy. That's pretty much saying I'm the hero!"
"Yes well, I'm amazed your microscopic brain can make sense of such a big word." He chuckled at his own joke "And what was that you called me? It's England idiot, I refuse to go by whatever dim-witted nickname you've come up with."
"Iggy, Iggy, Iggy!" Each reiteration was met with another poke in the side.
"It's England! Do not call me by that insufferable pet name!"
"Iggy! Igg-"
"SH-SHUT UP!"
Sapphire and Emerald eyes widened in mutual surprise and shock at the sound of the Canadian's enraged voice.
"I need to explain this mission, and I'm gonna do it now! You're both going to sit down, and shut up! Do you understand?"
The pair nodded their heads furiously, almost terrified of the quiet man's frustrated outburst. They sat back and gave their full attention to Canada.
"Good. W-well let's get started then. So you're both aware that the suspicious Zlo industry will be releasing its new mobile phone exactly two weeks from today, correct?"
Two attentive and affirmative nods.
"Awesome. Ok s-so in two weeks from today, a Saturday, the CEO of the company will release the phone at an introduction ceremony in Moscow. From there he will supposedly use a special 'start' command to initiate operation of all the phones."
The Canadian stopped for a moment, ensuring he still had full attention prior to continuing.
"The day before this ceremony will be a formal party for exclusive patrons who have, or will be, purchasing a considerable amount of the new cellular... That's where you two come in."
The pair exchanged looks, still not quite understanding.
"Pardon me Canada, but I still don't quite follow."
"Yeah me too... I don't really get it."
The Canadian drew in a pained breath and exhaled thoroughly.
"I was just getting to that…" the man closed his eyes and reopened them slowly, seeming as if he would regret what he was about to say.
"The two of you… together will infiltrate the party. You'll … you'll be entering as two perspective clients who plan to acquire about 5,000 or so models of this new phone for your company."
"Continue," coaxed England.
"You'll be undercover as two professional businessmen; they've agreed to allow you to use their names to gain access to the party. Using their identities, you'll already have invitations to the festivities, and Zlo will be expecting you."
The Canadian withdrew two manila folders and handed one to each of the spies.
"These contain each of your new identities needed for this mission. You'll have 24 hours from the time you arrive at the party until the new release ceremony to gather information and figure out what the business is up to. Don't worry about Zlo knowing what the men you're posing as look like, for the company will have no idea. You see these two men are… they tend to stay secluded from the outside world even though they are corporate executives… That made them ideal choices you see…"
"That makes perfect sense! You're so freakin' smart Canada!" the American beamed at him.
Next to him the Briton sat still, unconvinced.
"Dare I ask why they live such private lives, Canada?"
The Canadian feigned innocence releasing a small, forced chuckle.
"Oh… I was really hoping you wouldn't ask that England…though it's nothing criminal I promise."
Jade eyes locked with violet, waiting patiently.
"Ah.. Well… Umm… You see…" he derailed, quickly turning his head to the side.
"Dude what is it? I'm sure the hero here can handle it."
"Uh…." the Canadian pulled at his tie to loosen it. He suddenly thought it was quite warm in the small room.
"Canada please. America and I have both already agreed to this mission, and we're not backing out now. Please just tell us what this small setback is and I assure you, we will handle it in a mature and sophisticated man-"
"The two men are gay."
Blue and green eyes doubled, and then tripled in size as those five simple words sunk in. If they were… then that meant…
"So… you two… you'll be undercover as a couple…"
England opened his mouth to comment but his mouth had gone bone dry. He had much to say, but the words seemed to be stuck in his throat. Luckily, America spoke for him.
"Wait so… we have to like… be in love and stuff?"
"Well that was the idea… considering that's what couples do…"
The Canadian looked at them with apprehensive, almost pleading, lavender eyes before he continued.
" L-look I know it's not ideal, but you two are our only hopes, and this is our only chance to figure out what's going on at Zlo. I don't know who else we could possibly turn to. Please…"
"I'll do it."
Surprised glances were thrown between the two agents when they realized they'd spoken up simultaneously. America grinned and offered his hand to his new colleague.
England eyed it momentarily before he grasped it. He could see now that though America was inexperienced and young, he was also extremely dedicated. It gave the Englishman a sort of respect, and a new positive outlook on his partner.
"I look forward to working with you England."
"The same to you America."
The two shook on it and looked back at a now relieved and smiling Canadian.
"G-Great. The two of you will have 11 days to learn to work with each other and prepare. On day twelve you'll return here for a quick recap and to receive your tools and gadgets for the mission. Once obtained, you'll take the next plane out to Moscow," he smiled at the two as he headed for the door, "Th- Thank you both so much for your clear devotion. I'll be going now to get an immediate start on preparation for your assignment; I do look forward to seeing you two again."
With that the quiet man walked swiftly out of the room, leaving the newly acquainted spies alone in silence.
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