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Dear Patrick,

I can't believe you decided to go to that fancy medical camp and abandon me, your best, dearest, most awesomely-amazing friend in the entire world. How is that going, by the way? I am trapped here at home which is of course extremely monotonous. Normally, mom and dad send me away for winter break to some awesome spy camp, but apparently they are on some top secret mission and I am trapped here, and not only that do you have any idea what kind of injustice they put me through? They left me with a team of spies-in-training to watch me. Apparently, the agency asked my parents if they could give the rookies practice by putting them in charge of me while they are gone. And, since you are not home, and therefore I am not staying with you while they are gone, my parents agreed. However, would this really be an effective training program for them if I just sat nicely at home in my room? Of course NOT! Which means I will need to shake things up considerably, first however I need to smuggle this letter out, because they are treating me as a "hostile-prisoner" or something and want to make sure that I am not planning an escape. Whatever. They are so going down or my name is not Robin Anna Devane-Scorpio!

Love,

Robin


Dear Robin,

Now you know how I feel when you abandon me to go to your spy camps all the time. ;)

Medical camp is cool, we got to see a real MRI machine, and I made a real brain surgeon cry just like our kindergarten teacher, and our first, second, third…well, pretty much all our teachers, actually! It was so cool. I'm sorry for your grave misfortune, but maybe when you disappear and they have to call your parents you'll get to see real spies cry, because let me tell you your parents are scary with a capital S, when something happens to you. Also, it might get you promoted from Pre-Teen Advanced Survival Training to Pre-Teen Advanced Survival Training and Covert Operations. Let me know how your escape plan goes. Oh, and how goes dance class?

From,

Patrick


Dear Patrick,

Darn, I wish I got to see you making a fully grown brain surgeon cry, that is indeed quite an accomplishment. I wish I could have seen it. Meanwhile, dance class is going quite well, Courtney and I are going to a duet together in the recital. :D

In other news, I planned a completely doomed to fail escape attempt in order to lull them into a false sense of security. And, do you want to know how I did it? Two of them were walking me out to the car to drive me to dance and I just took off running down the street screaming my head off! And, then Old Lady Jenkins who was walking down the street at the time started hitting them over the head with her purse for trying to "kidnap" me, and then the seven year old across the street, Susie, you know the one who is totally in love with you (hahahahaa, remember when she followed you to school?) and, anyway, Susie called the police! And, before you know it the police are there and these two fully grown mail spies are trying to explain to the police that they were not in fact trying to kidnap me. It was hysterical! Of course eventually the WSB director called and bailed them out of jail, and the other two guard people ended up catching me, but yeah, it was totally worth it. I still need to enact my ultimate plan to escape and hide out until my parents come home to get me promoted to the next level, but this was a nice interlude, don't you think?

Love,

Robin


Dear Robin,

I'll say, that was quite an interlude! I was laughing so hard at the image of Old Lady Jenkins attacking two fully grown spies! And, may I remind you never to repeat the Susie incident, ever, ever, again…

Let me know what your real escape plan is.

I can't wait to see you when I get back from Med Camp. We saw a video of a real brain surgery today. It was so cool.

From,

Patrick


Dear Patrick,

It is going to take place in broad daylight, I thought about escaping at night, like in a really cool spy movie, but then I decided it was more impressive on my part and more degrading on their part if I escape in broad daylight. So, anyway, when they take me to dance class the teacher makes them wait in the waiting area by the front door. Anyway, since Courtney and I, are doing a duet together we practice an hour later then everyone else everyday. So the plan is that I hide out in our dressing room behind the costume racks once it is time for everyone besides us to leave. I will then tell Courtney to ask "where did Robin go?" right when everyone else has left. They will then think that I have snuck out in the crowd of other dancers and go running down the street after me. I will then allow five minutes to elapse and sneak out, traveling in the opposite direction from where they went. It will be an epically amazing plan, which will be certain of success. I am planning to hide out at your house, since your parents are away at that medical conference. And, that way since it is right next door to my house I can observe them running around like chickens with their heads cut off, freaking out that my parents are going to kill them; it is quite brilliant, isn't it?

Love,

Robin


Dear Robin,

Judging by the fact that my phone call to your house yesterday yielded nothing more then a hysterical sounding man demanding to know if I knew your location, I am assuming that you managed to escape. Therefore, I am addressing this letter to my own home address assuming that is where you are located. Write back and tell me how it works out, okay? I'll see you at home in a week!

From,

Patrick


Express Mail from WSB Headquarters to Special Agents Anna Devane-Scorpio and Robert Scorpio:

Dear Special Agents Devane-Scorpio and Scorpio:

I am writing to you on a most urgent matter, it seems that the agents we left in charge of your daughter in your absence have, ah, how shall I put this delicately…lost your daughter? She was at dance class, and uh, then she wasn't. Or something. The point is that the WSB would like to express its formal apologies in regards to this embarrassing situation. Rest assured that we are employing all our resources to discover Robin's location.


Express Mail from Special Agents Anna Devane-Scorpio and Robert Scorpio to WSB Headquarters:

Director,

You LOST our daughter?! How is it that four spies manage to lose track of a twelve year old girl? Robert and I have finished our mission and our coming home to find her ourselves, and rest assured that we will find her, and as soon as we do you will find out just how unhappy we are over this gross incompetence.

Special Agent Devane-Scorpio


Express Mail from WSB Headquarters to Special Agents Anna Devane-Scorpio and Robert Scorpio:

Dear Miss Robin Devane-Scorpio,

Congratulations on your recent, ah, success…I just wish that you hadn't made a fool of several federal agents…Regardless, we at the WSB are promoting you to the junior spy level of Adolescent Advanced Survival Training and Covert Operations. There was talk of only promoting you to Pre-Teen Advanced Survival Training and Covert Operations, but after reviewing your records we decided to promote you up to the Adolescent level. Nice work as always, Miss Devane-Scorpio.


Dear Patrick,

My parents are home and managed to locate me within five minutes of arriving. Then I got to watch as they made four fully grown agents cry. Also, all four agents are now deathly afraid of me as well, haha. It was great. Although, mom wasn't pleased with me. Dad was though, and he raised my allowance for my success. And, the WSB has promoted me! This summer's camp will be amazing!

Love,

Robin