Whatever Happened to Good-Ole Marvin?

Marvin sighed, closing the door behind him. "Can't M.O.M give me a break?" He complained, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked down the front steps of a house. "These bogus missions are really annoying…" He grumbled.

Since the time Martin had save-… I mean, assisted Marvin in stopping that Leprechaun, and M.O.M had found out he'd kept that four-leaf clover, she'd been treating him like a child. Whenever he got a mission, it was more often than not a false alarm, or just something really insignificant, like a pixie nest, or some other annoying creature that required no effort to stop.

"Stupid Martin," He grumbled, thinking off his blond rival. But thoughts of Martin led to thoughts of his really cute step-sister…

Marvin grinned, picturing Diana in his head. "Maybe M.O.M will give me some vacation time…" He mused. "Or maybe another mission with Martin…" He weighed the pros and cons of that last thought in his mind.

Cons… More time with Martin.

Pros… More time to annoy Martin, more complex mission, more time with a certain cute girl named Diana…

He grinned, activating his U-watch. "Hey, M.O.M." He greeted cheerfully. "Another false alarm.'

The image of M.O.M on his watch raised a disbelieving brow.

"So," Marvin continued without missing a beat. "I was wondering…"