"What happened? Where's the case?" Izzy cried, blinking away her temporary hypnosis.

"You just handed it to a male model," Noah answered, the furthest one could get from impressed. He turned his glare onto Eva and continued, "And a lot of good you were!"

Seriously, she should have been the last person to be distracted by Justin! What was she thinking?

What were either of them thinking?

Eva, for once, didn't retort or glare back. Instead, she hung her head in embarrassment. "I'm so ashamed."

"You should be, Iron Woman. That was seriously pathetic!"

"You're right," Eva shook it off, resuming her usual stony expression. "But when I find Justin again, I'll make him pay!" She slammed her fist into her palm for effect. "I'll crush his skull!"

"A little too far," Noah grimaced.

"That's the spirit!" Izzy said, regaining her normal energy. She bent over and dragged Noah to his feet. "Now come on, you guys. Let's go to the boathouse. I think I have a plan!"

"That's a relief," Noah muttered.

Izzy wasted no time and immediately bounded into the trees, running so fast and so low to the ground that she was just a green blur. Eva was hot on her heels, burning with newfound determination. Noah, on the other hand, was furiously pumping his legs up and down in an exhaustive effort to just keep up with them. He panted hard and loud, watching Izzy disappear into the distance like the little speed demon that she was.

Eva grumbled to herself before stopping abruptly.

"Wha-" Noah was cut off by Eva picking him up and flinging him over her shoulder.

"Come on, shrimpy, we gotta move!" She kept running, the extra weight seemingly having no effect on her.

Noah was glad for the break. He was getting sick of running all over this confounded island. So much so that he decided not to be bothered by how light he must be if Eva could carry him and still keep pace with Izzy.

Though, Eva didn't seem too concerned about avoiding branches, so Noah was treated to numerous smacks on the back of his head. Awesome.

They reached the boathouse after a while. Izzy was already inside, digging through the various piles of junk. She'd already set aside several buckets full of something meaty and rotten. In addition to that, she'd also uncovered protective glasses, camo caps, and a tranquiliser gun.

"What exactly do you plan on doing with all this?" Noah slid off Eva's shoulder and onto his own two feet.

Izzy grinned at him maniacally. "We're gonna ambush him with the most disgusting things on the island! And when he's distracted, we'll swoop in and get that case back! He'll never see us coming! And then he won't be so pretty afterwards!" She let out a diabolical laugh that made the whole boathouse shake.

Eva and Noah shared an aside glance, each raising an eyebrow. It wasn't a bad plan, not at all, but was that laugh really necessary?

Though, Noah did like the idea of burying that air-headed pretty-boy under a pile of fish guts; something just as gross as he was on the inside. He could totally get behind this plan.

Izzy tossed him a cap and a pair of glasses. "Put them on," she urged, donning her own cap. She then gave Eva her own glasses, as well as a pair of antlers and a dinky little red nose. Eva scowled at the items, wrinkling her real nose in annoyance.

"Is Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer too embarrassed to let her nose glow?" Noah smirked.

"Can it, string bean." Eva growled. She put on her disguise. She looked ridiculous.

Noah put on his own disguise. Izzy was hard at work scooping chum and god-knows-what-else into the buckets, filling them up to the brim. He could already imagine the look of abject horror when Justin would realise that his worthless beauty was tarnished yet again. If anyone still found him attractive after this, then it would be a miracle.

"Hey."

Eva's voice jolted him from his thoughts. He turned to face her, raising an eyebrow in question.

"I've been meaning to ask you," she gestured at his lower half, "Why aren't you wearing any pants?"

It was right then that Noah realised he was still in his boxers. He found that his face was burning and his teeth were grinding together. He had nothing to cover himself with. Perfect.

"Duncan," he stated, as if that answered everything, which it sort of did.

Now it was Eva's turn to smirk. "Duncan pantsed you?"

"Yes. He did." Noah folded his arms tightly, avoiding his friends' gaze.

"He didn't just pants you," Izzy snorted a laugh, "He basically stripped you!"

Noah opened his mouth to retort but was cut off by Izzy collapsing into giggles. And if things couldn't get any more humiliating for him, Eva's stoicism broke down and she too began laughing. Noah silently fumed. Damn you Duncan, wherever you are!

"Can we just focus on the task at hand?" He hoped his voice didn't sound too pleading.

"Imagine if you decided to go commando today!" Izzy said between giggles.

"IZZY!"

"Okay, okay!" She held her hands up. "You're right. We should focus on taking down Mr Justin McPerfect-Pretty-Boy. There's a million bucks at stake!"

"Good." Noah nodded. But he didn't ignore the fact that the girls were still staring at him, grinning. He sighed, massaging his forehead with his thumb and forefinger.

"But first, can we please go and find my pants?"

I only planned four oneshots for this thing, but I might actually write more in the future. I'll see how I go.

Thanks for reading!