So this is the OG version of the chapter, don't ask why it's different on AO3, just read and enjoy it.

There are a few jokes relating to my chat fic, but I don't believe you have to read it to enjoy this.

Disclaimer: I do not own Carmen Sandiego

Warning: Memes

[The video shows young teen Black Sheep performing a fighting routine in front of the faculty. From her outfit it must have been right before she joined the school as a student.

Black Sheep missed a step and stumbled, completely messing up the routine.

"Welp, guess I'll kill myself."]

Ivy, Zack, and Player all choked/laughed in shock at what the younger Carmen had said in front of the faculty.

["YOU WILL ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Countess Cleo yelled, shooting up in her seat.

"There is bleach on the top shelf of the Cleaner's closet," Dr Bellum absently responded, completely distracted with her monitors.

There was a slight smirk on Professor Maelstrom's face as he realized the distress this would cause the Countess. "Or there is rope in there as well, if you prefer options."]

"These are the people we are fighting?!" Player wheezed over the speakers.

"I LOVE THIS!" Ivy bellowed, sliding down the couch slightly.

["DO NOT ENCOURAGE HER!" Countess Cleo shrieked. "KNOWING THE GIRL SHE WILL!"

"Have some style, Lambkins," Coach Brunt leaned back and crossed her arms, an amused look on her face. "Jump out a window."

"NO!" The Countess turned to the last person who might be able to talk sense into them. "Shadowsan, say something!"

The ninja calmly looked up, his usual blank expression. "Do a flip."

The video ended with the Countess' unholy shrieking.]

"Oh Countess Cleo was on me for weeks after that," Carmen wiped away a tear. "Alright, Player, pick one."

"You got it, Red."

[The video shows Black Sheep and her old friends in the library. All looking varying degrees of bored.

"Important question," Antonio suddenly spoke up. "My boyfriend is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips. What should I do?"

Jean-Paul blushed while the others looked unsurprised.

"Punch him in the stomach. Then, when he doubles over in pain, kiss him," Sheena yawned.

"Tackle him," Black Sheep didn't look up as she flipped a page in her book.

Mime Bomb did an act of throwing something away.

"He says 'Dump him'," The youngest translated.

"Kick him in the shin," Gray shrugged.

"NO TO ALL OF THOSE!" Jean-Paul slammed his book down on the table. "Just ask me to lean down!"]

"Wait, I didn't know El Topo and Le Chevre were together," Ivy leaned forward.

"Oh, yeah, they've been together forever," Carmen shrugged as she scrolled around and clicked a random video.

[Jean-Paul was staring at a table with a distressed expression on his face. His hands were clasped together and hiding his mouth.

Black Sheep cautiously walked towards him, looking very concerned. "Hey, are you okay?"

"I forgot the English name for a thing."

"Oh," The youngest smiled. "Maybe I can help, describe it to me."

Jean-Paul looked at her. "It's a stick with string and a metal hook."

Black Sheep nodded. "I know what you're talking about. It's a…a...crap. I forgot the word too."]

"Is he talking about a fishing rod?" Zack asked Carmen, only to see her face in her hands. He...couldn't read her emotions right now. But it's either embarrassment or amusement.

[Jean-Paul went back to his former position and Black Sheep copied him when she silently slipped into the chair across from him.

Gray walked over. "A'right, what's wrong with you two?"

"We forgot the English name for a thing," Black Sheep mumbled.

"What is it?"

"A stick with sting and a hook," Jean-Paul glanced at the Aussie.

Gray looked at them with such a confused/concerned look. "You mean a fishing rod?"

"Yes!" Jean-Paul grinned.

Black Sheep leapt up and slammed her hands on the table. "A fishing rod! Thank you!"]

"I can't believe I forgot the word fishing rod…" Carmen mumbled into her hands.

"While Carm is having a crisis," Ivy scooted towards the laptop and clicked a random video.

"Red?" Player carefully asked. "Are you okay?"

Carmen waved his concern off.

[The video shows what looks like a lounge room, Coach Brunt was looking at the VILE Squad with a disappointed look on her face, a broken coffee maker on the floor.

"Who broke the coffee machine? I'm not mad. I just wanna know," She calmly told them.

"I did. I broke it," Antonio volunteered.

"No. No, you didn't. Sheena?"

The moody woman snarled. "Don't look at me. Look at Black Sheep!"

"What?!" The youngest growled. "I didn't break it."

Sheena crossed her arms. "Huh. That's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?"

Black Sheep rolled her eyes. "Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken!"

"Suspicious."

"No, it's not!"

Gray decided to speak up. "If it matters, probably not… Jean-Paul was the last one to use it."

The taller student glared. "Liar! I don't even drink that crap!"

The Aussie raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?"

Jean-Pual rolled his eyes. "I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles! Everyone knows that!"

"All right, let's not fight," Antonio spoke up again. "I broke it, let me pay for it Coach."

The faculty member shook her head. "No. Who broke it?"

"Ma'am, Mime Bomb's been awfully quiet…" Gray suggested innocently.

The mime did an angry 'Really?!' motion.

"Yeah, really!"

The video cuts to Coach Brunt and Shadowsan talking.

"I broke it," She told him casually. "I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick."

"Good. It was getting a little chummy around here," Shadowsan nodded.]

Carmen looked a mix between shock and anger. "We argued for two weeks about it! El Topo was so disappointed in himself for something he didn't even do!"

Zack and Ivy were laughing, there was a little bit of Player's giggles in there.

"She got you guys good!" Zack laughed, almost falling off the end of the couch.

"Whatever," Carmen rolled her eyes, but she had a smile on her face. "Let's watch one more before going to bed."

"But Moooooooooooom!" Three voices said at the same time.

"No buts," The red thief firmly told them. "We can watch more whenever we want, we have time."

"Fine," They all once again choired.

Carmen grinned as she picked a random video.

[Professor Maelstrom set the VILE Squad down for a psych evaluation.

"Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your lives."

"It would be nice to get my sense of purpose back," Gray deadpanned.

"Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!" Antonio played along.

"My will to live! I haven't seen this in fifteen years!" Jean-Paul grinned.

"I knew I lost that potential somewhere!" Black Sheep crossed her arms, an excited smile on her face.

"Mental stability, my old friend," Sheena rolled her eyes, but smirked.

Professor Maelstrom and Coach Brunt exchanged disturbed looks.

"Kids," The Coach started. "Could you lightin' up a little?"]

"Did you guys even pass that psych evaluation?!" Player asked between laughs.

"They just sent us away looking disappointed," Carmen chuckled as she turned off her laptop and the tv. "Alright, team, time to turn in for the night. I'll see you all tomorrow. Goodnight."

"'Night."

"Sweet dreams."

"Don't let the VILE operatives bite."