The Search

The team splitted up and started a search for Morocco. "Morocco!" They yelled. (Different areas of the city). "Morocco where are you?"

"Man Espio is such a bastard." Vector spoke in his walkie talkie.

"He sure is Vector." Charmy replied. It was then 2:00 am and Vector and Charmy had no luck what so ever.

"Are you guy's still there?" Espio spoke on his walkie talkie.

(Snore, zzzzz).

(Snore, zzzzz). Espio rolled his eyes.

"Get up you lazy bitches and keep searching!" He yelled

"AHHHHH!" Charmy yelled.

"WTF! Damn you, you son of bitch, can you see I was sleeping bastard. We need to freaking sleep..."

(Espio's and Charmy's walkie talkie)- "But no, you bitch had to wake us up at 11:45 pm, just to do this son of a bitch search for Morocco until 10:00 am! Are you insane bitch are you?! ..." Espio and Charmy turned Vector's signal off and stood there for 10 minutes. "You bastard! How dare you shut me off! When I get my hands on you bitch I will freaken strangle you!" (Vector swears when he doesn't get enough sleep lol ))

"Okay." Charmy's mouth dropped.

"WTF! Vector? That did not sound like him at all". Espio shivered in the thought of Vector strangling them.

Meanwhile

I woke up to the sound of swearing, yes swearing. "Vector?"

"THAT BITCH!" Vector's voice echoed through the street. I walked down a ways until I saw Vector standing there. His eyes were red and bags were under his eyes and he was shaking.

"Vector is... is that you?" I walked closer.

"What the hell do you want?"

"It's me Morocco." I replied.

"Morocco?" Vector turned around and squinted.

"You're not Morocco. You're that son of a bitch Espio." He bared his teeth. "I'm going to freaken kill you bitch!" Vector attacked with his teeth. I grabbed his mouth and waved a pearl necklace in front of Vector's eyes.

"Your getting sleepy very very sleepy. You're sitting at your desk by yourself listening to music and relaxing." Vector's eyes closed and he fell down to the ground. "Few finally." I spotted something near by. "Hey it's a walkie talkie!"

"Hello? Hello?"

"Morocco!" Charmy yelled into the walkie talkie.

"Owe! Not so loud you're going to wake Vector up."

"Sorry."

"Meet us at the agency's entrance." Espio responded.

"Right." (How will I get there anyway?) I scratched my head.

"You seem confused there? Need any help?"

"Huh?" I looked over and a strange figure appeared. It was grey with a strange frilled-neck.

"Oh sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Silver."