Recruited To Where The World Is Quiet

By Spectra16

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters except for Neesha blah blah blah.

A/N: Sorry for the last chappie. It was more serious than funny. No matter! This story will be a serious/funny story! YAY! My favorite! If you wanna review, also tell me who your favorite character is. I always like hearing opinions from viewers. So it's welcome! And it will go appreciated!

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Chapter Two: Life

"Dad! I don't want to go!" Neesha spat in Michael's face.

"But you have to!"
"I am 14 years old! I can take care of myself in an empty home!" Neesha complained.

"Do you want me to take you to my work? Do you actually want to know what I do?" Michael asked aggravated.

"Of course I do!"

"No, you don't!" Michael warned.

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"You work here?" Neesha asked.

"Yes. Now come on! I don't want to be late!" Michael trudged through the snow. Neesha looked around. The building was butt-ugly. But it was also mysterious and foreboding. She walked behind her father.

Michael stepped up to the podium, letting Neesha find out on her own, what she was supposed to do. Everyone was talking. Michael pounded the gavel.

"Order!" He shouted.

"I'll have a cheeseburger! No onions!" L shouted back. Most of the members laughed. Neesha wondered if her father worked at a comedy club.

"You think it's funny?!" M asked. L shook his head. After all, he was the reason for all the commotion yesterday. "Then I suggest we get down to business. J, are you here to read the minutes?"

"Yes."

"Then let's do roll call."

"L?" J asked. This time, looking around.

"I still want a cheese burger,"L joked. J payed no attention.

"L?" J asked.

"Is my order ready?" L asked. Wrong L again. J gave L a dirty look.

"Yes," said the other L.

"M?"

"Yes," both M's said. J got used to it. He recorded the data.

"R?" J asked.

"Yes," Ramona said meekly. Neesha looked at Ramona. She is so young, Neesha thought. She knew her father had lied about the children at his work.

"R?" J asked. He glared at everyone in the room. Ramona better not make a crack.

"Yes," said the other R. J breathed relief.

"K?"

"Here. I mean yes," K said. She smiled. J wrote down her lack of brain power.

"D?" J asked. No one answered. "D?" J tried again.

"Is D here or not?" M asked. J shook his head.

"L, where is D?" M asked.

"How should I know?" L said. M rolled his eyes.

"Continue J. He might show up later. He does have to take several trains to get here," M reminded. J did continue. He wrote more minutes.

"S?" J asked.

"Yes."

"And J?" J asked. Jerome, Esme's husband glanced up, looking sad.

"Yes." He said.

"And me, J. Almost everyone is here."

"Good. Just so you know everyone, I did arrange this meeting because we have a new member today. She will be staying with us. She's my daughter," M said. Lemony and the other L looked back at her. Everyone else tried to be polite and didn't look back at her. M continued. "Her code name is N. I expect everyone will treat her like a normal agent would treat another agent." Neesha felt really embarrassed and used. Her father sucked her into whatever he did for a living. She went and sat down by whom she knew was L and R. R looked very young, had brown hair, and even with a suit on, she looked very much like a child. L was in a suit (as was everyone) and had a sort of top hat on. His face looked almost uncomparable. He smiled at her. Neesha gave a weak smile back and looked toward her father.

"Okay. Continuing on. M? You do have our documents, right?" Michael asked the other M, whose name was Montgomery. He was a doctor of . . . something. No one in the VFD really knew what it was that he did. Montgomery stood up.

"I have them," He said. M came to Michael and handed him a vanilla folder. Michael grabbed it and opened it. Three pages were inside it. He pulled them out and read the first silently. Neesha fidgeted in her chair. Lemony peered to see what she was doing. He looked away, realizing it was rude. Ramona couldn't wait to find out what mission they would preform next. She had pulled off the last one so well.

M finished the first page which was mission objectives. The last two pages were director's notes. The 5 made sure that the director of the VFD knew what he was doing every time they got a new director.

"Our mission is to find out what our ex-operatives are going to do about O being in jail. We also need to make sure the ex-operatives will not start a fire. The ex-operatives are G and H. G is Geraline Julienne and H is Hector Long (I don't know real last name). G and H are expected to meet each other tomorrow at the Veritable French Diner-," M was cut off by a loud groan done by J, or Jerome Squalor. He ate there before he had met Esme'. After that, he had no need to go there. M glared at J and continued. "The agents we need for this mission is Lemony Snicket, Ramona Quimby, Sally Sebold, Jerome Squalor, Neesha Black, and Daniel Handler. I will also be there," M said. Lemony spoke up.

"How do we know that D will show up?" He asked. M sighed.

"I guess it will be a gamble. You know him best. Why don't you ask him to join us?" M asked.

"What should I tell him for objectives?" Lemony asked. M had a light bulb.

"That's right! Thanks for reminding me," M said and skimmed through the page for what they were to do. "Since Geraline loves coffee, I will have her cup bugged. S, I need you to appear as a waitress. You need to deliver Geraline her cup so that we can bug it. I will have Jerome and Neesha listening to the conversation. Lemony will be near by at another table and he will be watching G and H. Ramona will create a distraction while Daniel finds what he can in Geraline's purse or whatever whoever carries into the restaurant. Everything clear?" M asked. Lemony raised his hand.

"What will you do?" L asked.

"I will assist anyone that needs it. Any other questions?" M asked. No one took attention. "Good."

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THE NEXT DAY ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Sally had already dressed in waitress attire. Lemony had gotten a table in the back. Neesha and Jerome got a table near the window. Ramona was outside, pretending to be completely lost. Which was what she was supposed to do. And Daniel was no where to be seen. Lemony checked his watch. He sat three booths away from Neesha and Jerome. He had to make sure nothing happened.

Neesha looked at the menu out of boredom waiting to G and H. Jerome looked at her. She hadn't experienced the pain of the VFD yet. The VFD was nothing more than a silly little organization that blew up into a huge crime stopping ring. It confused him. Why was he doing this? Why did it matter to him so much? He could get a real job instead of hiding from people who were no more than wanted. The title VFD was hardly to lofty of a title for what they did. What the VFD did was spying, espionage, treason, prevent the worst, and protect the innocent. What the VFD was supposed to do was to fight fires. VFD? Volunteer Fire Department? Why were they carrying around guns? And then there was Volunteer Fire Detectives. Same thing. There was also OFD. Official Fire Department. The OFD disagreed with what they did. But the OFD couldn't do anything about that.

Neesha caught Jerome in deep thought. She waved a hand in front of his face and he snapped out of starring at her on accident.

"No wonder you guys recite "The World Is Quiet Here". You guys are zombies!" Neesha joked. Jerome woke up.

"Sorry. I was just thinking," Jerome said.

"About what?" Neesha asked.

"Stuff," Jerome answered. Neesha realized that he didn't want to say so she gave up.

"Okay," She said quietly. There was a long silence. Jerome checked his watch. It was 11:30. G and H were meeting here at 12:15. Jerome sighed.

"So why did your father recruit you?" Jerome asked. Neesha put the menu down.

"I was curious about what it was that he did," She answered him. Jerome nodded.

"Any regrets?" He asked. Neesha wondered why he asked.

"No, not really," Neesha replied. Jerome smiled.

"You will soon," He said. Then, someone nudged his arm. Jerome looked at who did it and he found that Lemony had purposely pushed him. Lemony turned around and glared at him. Then he turned around again and waited outside. Jerome bit his lip.
"Is there something wrong?" Neesha asked. Jerome shook his head.

"No. Lemony likes to keep people's spirits up. I like to tell the truth," Jerome admitted. Neesha nodded. She looked in the window and looked for Lemony. He was out there with Ramona. Then she saw Sally come toward Jerome and her.

"Hi, I'm Wanda. I'll be your waitress today. Is there something I can get you two?" Sally readied her pen and spoke in a French accent. Neesha blankly looked at her. Jerome pinched Neesha for her to stop. Neesha looked back at Lemony and Ramona. Jerome spoke up.

"I'll have a cheese burger," Jerome said. Sally opened her eyes wider.

"Ummm.... sir? We don't have cheese burgers here. This is a French Cuisine restaurant," Sally hinted. Neesha almost caught herself wanting to laugh at Jerome. Jerome wished he would die at that moment.

"Then I'll have whatever you have for a special," Jerome smiled pettily. Neesha spoke up too.

"I'll have that too," Neesha kept a piece of her silky brown hair out of her face. Sally wrote both orders down.

"Okay. We'll have those ready very soon," Sally winked. Then she walked away. Neesha smiled at Jerome. Jerome rolled his eyes.

"So why are you in the VFD?" Neesha asked. Jerome bit his lip again.

"I wanted to help people. I thought all this was a volunteer thing. Of course, I found out different. It's more than it should be," Jerome said. Neesha looked down. And then G and H stepped into the restaurant. Jerome and Neesha fell silent as the two took a table right next to theirs. Then Lemony came into the restaurant. He sat a few tables away from them. Neesha shivered. The air conditioning was up really high and all she had worn was a t-shirt and shorts. In all of the operatives ears were ear phones to listen to what M or any other agent had to say. Lemony spoke.

"Easy listening for you guys," Lemony joked. Neesha faced toward Lemony. She glared at him. Lemony smiled at her. Then Sally came with a tray of two coffee's for G and H. Geraline looked at Sally as if she were crazy.

"I didn't order this!" G said. Hector raised one eye brow at her.

"Ummmm. . . . .," was all Sally could manage. M slapped his forehead.

"Once I get a new S, you're yesterday's news," M spoke to S. Sally squinted. Lemony walked over to their table.

"Miss? They just came into this place. I've been waiting an hour for my coffee!" Lemony yelled as if he was in outrage. Sally stopped sweating.

"Oh here! I must have mixed up the table's orders," Sally breathed. M smiled. Lemony took his coffee with the bug on it. Sally went back into the kitchen. Lemony went back to his seat. G and H looked suspicious. M spoke to Neesha and Jerome.

"Guys, you can speak to me as if I was right next to you. What I need you two to do is to listen in on their conversations. I need everything they say," M continued, "We don't have another bug."