A/N: Hi, guys, I'm back! Enjoy this next chapter, and try not to hurt me
when you're through!
Chapter 4
Weeks passed. DM was caught up in his agent life again. But Kim was never far from his mind.
As was to be expected, there were attempts at taking over the world. Danger Mouse and Penfold put a stop to those promptly.
After defeating a fourth attempt brought to life by Professor Crumhorn, the dynamic duo were on their way home. At that point, the radio rang.
"Colonel K to Danger Mouse".
"Danger Mouse here, sir", answered DM.
"News from HQ", said the Colonel, "I thought you might like to know that the scientists have come up with an interesting recipe".
"Yes?" asked DM.
"A medicine that can change anyone into a different creature", said Colonel K.
"I beg your pardon?" asked DM, miffed, "But that's vertually impossible!"
"Ah, but it's not now", smiled the Colonel, "It can change anyone into anything!"
"Cor!" cried Penfold, "Can I try it? I want to turn into Danger Mouse and be the world's greatest secret agent!"
"PENFOLD!" cried DM, annoyed and amused at the same time.
"Actually, we were just wondering..." interrupted the Colonel.
"Wondering what, sir?" asked DM.
"Well...if you'd like to be the first to try the potion", said Colonel K.
DM's face paled. His hands were suddenly clammy on the wheel, and he instantly felt sick.
"Are you alright, Chief?" asked Penfold in concern.
"Um...could I get back to you on that, Colonel?" murmured DM.
"Of course", said Colonel K worriedly, "Over and erm, out".
With shaking hands, Danger Mouse shut off the radio.
"Erm, Danger Mouse?" asked Penfold again.
"I'm - I'm fine", Penfold", answered DM quietly.
"Yes, but you look pale - "
"I said I'm fine, alright?" suddenly snapped DM, turning to him angrily.
Penfold curled up in his seat.
"Yes, Chief. Sorry, Chief".
They rode the rest of the way in silence.
*
Penfold immediately left the car when they got home, taking the lift back up to the lounge before DM had a chance to get on beside him. Annoyed, he watched his assistant make his way up to the lounge without him. He'd have to take the stairs.
On his way up, DM realised how snappish he had been. No wonder Penfold was upset. The poor thing, he had no idea.
No idea of what?
No idea of how scared the world's greatest secret agent was.
Danger Mouse came up into the lounge and saw that Penfold wasn't there. He had probably gone off to his room in a huff.
DM sat on the sofa. He needed to think.
Should he take that potion? Being turned into a human was an amazing breakthrough.
But if he did take it...he would go back to Kim. And he couldn't do that. He couldn't leave his position, his friends.
Which way should he turn? Stay here - or go to Kim?
'I think the only way I can find out is to try that medicine', he thought to himself.
Feeling tired, he got up and yawned. Time for bed. Maybe he'd know what to do when morning broke.
*
DM awoke in the early hours of the next morning to see a small figure sitting on the foot of his bed.
"Penfold!" he cried, sitting up and rubbing his eyes, "What are you doing up at -" he looked at the clock " -5 am?"
"I was just wondering if you were alright", said Penfold tentatively, "I was hoping you had calmed down".
Danger Mouse smiled apologetically.
"About the way I was before - I'm sorry", he said. He pulled the covers back and crawled to the end of the bed beside Penfold.
"That's alright, Chief", smiled Penfold, "But I want to know why you're so - tense".
DM turned away.
"I can't say", he said quietly.
"Sure you can, Chief", replied Penfold, "We're friends".
DM sighed and aimed his gaze to the floor. Penfold watched him for a moment. Then, he wrapped both of his arms around his friend's waist in an attempt to comfort him from whatever it was that was making him miserable.
DM turned slowly back to his little friend and stared at Penfold's face, snuggled against his side, eyes closed. DM looked at him in wonder, feeling something bubble deep inside him. He choked with emotion as he put an arm around Penfold's shoulder, returning the hug.
They sat together on the bed for a while, not exchanging any words, but knowing that one was there for the other.
And nothing could ever change that.
*
That afternoon, as it was getting dark, the dynamic duo were sitting on the couch, reading. But DM's mind wasn't focused on the crime story in his hands. Any minute now, he would have to go to a deserted alley somewhere in London and take that medicine. He wondered what it would taste like, and feel like. What colour was it? Pink? Yellow?
"You're just worried", DM told himself, "It'll be fine".
At that moment, a call came through. Penfold nearly jumped out of his seat.
"Colonel K to Danger Mouse", said the screen.
"Danger Mouse recieving you, sir", said DM, standing in front of the screen.
"We're ready for you", answered the Colonel, "There's an alley near your street. Go there".
"Right, sir", said DM, "Come on, Penfold".
"Oh, not that lift", groaned Penfold, as he sat on the sofa. The next second, it vanished below as they were transported to the Mark III.
The car drove through the pavement tile, and set off into the air.
*
The Mark III landed in the spot that the Colonel had requested. Getting out of the car, the Colonel himself came to meet them.
"This way", he said, and took them deeper into the alley. Pretty soon, DM and Penfold saw a rabbit and a newt in white lab coats - obviously the scientists. There was also someone else - a weasel wearing a beret, a brown jacket, and a Highland skirt.
"Agent 57 - the Master of Disguise!" exclaimed DM.
"Hullo there, Danger Mouse", said the weasel, "Been a wee bit of a long time".
DM smiled at the bad Scottish accent as Colonel K brought the the two scientists over. One of them held a potions bottle that had a transparent liquid inside. The medicine.
"This might be painful, Danger Mouse", said the rabbit in a gruff voice, "We hope you are prepared".
DM gulped. But he knew he couldn't back out now.
"It's alright, DM", said Agent 57, "It was painful for me, in the very beginning. But I soon got used to it".
The newt took something out of his pocket. It was a small chain.
"This is a tracking device", he explained, handing it to DM, "We shall be keeping tabs on you using a portable tracker. The medicine lasts two hours. Try and get back here in an hour and a half".
"Will you be alright, Chief?" asked Penfold anxiously.
DM kneeled down beside him.
"Penfold, I'll be perfectly fine. Now, stay here with the Colonel. Behave yourself".
"Yes, Chief", Penfold replied.
The rabbit handed DM the bottle, and Colonel K pulled Penfold backwards. DM was left in a big space.
With shaking hands, he fastened the chain around his neck and then opened the bottle. He smelt a faint scent of what seemed to be grapes.
Taking a deep breath, DM put the bottle to his lips and drank a few drops.
"Alright, that'll do!" barked the newt.
Hurriedly, DM put the bottle on the ground, and stood back more. Suddenly, a sharp stab in his stomach made him lurch forward, clutching his body.
Penfold started forwards, but Colonel K held him back. Penfold was forced to stay put, wishing he could do something to help his friend.
Pain like DM had never known ran through his legs, his arms, and spread to his fingers. His head exploded and he raised both of his hands, feeling a curious bareness on his forehead. His eyes suddenly burst wide open - and he collapsed to the floor, panting, as the pain gradually started to vanish.
"COR!" Penfold's yell greeted his ears. There were shouts of "It worked!" and "By, jove!"
DM opened his eyes - both eyes.
He had full vision! So this what it was like, to see the world fully for the first time, take in everything you hadn't noticed before.
Very cautiously, DM raised his hands - and saw five fingers. Then he raised his hands up to his head. He felt flesh and soft hair.
"Here". The Master of Disguise handed him a mirror. DM quickly looked at it.
Blonde hair, with an almost white fringe, two serious amber eyes, a strong jaw and a straight nose gazed back at the secret agent.
He dropped the mirror in shock.
Chapter 4
Weeks passed. DM was caught up in his agent life again. But Kim was never far from his mind.
As was to be expected, there were attempts at taking over the world. Danger Mouse and Penfold put a stop to those promptly.
After defeating a fourth attempt brought to life by Professor Crumhorn, the dynamic duo were on their way home. At that point, the radio rang.
"Colonel K to Danger Mouse".
"Danger Mouse here, sir", answered DM.
"News from HQ", said the Colonel, "I thought you might like to know that the scientists have come up with an interesting recipe".
"Yes?" asked DM.
"A medicine that can change anyone into a different creature", said Colonel K.
"I beg your pardon?" asked DM, miffed, "But that's vertually impossible!"
"Ah, but it's not now", smiled the Colonel, "It can change anyone into anything!"
"Cor!" cried Penfold, "Can I try it? I want to turn into Danger Mouse and be the world's greatest secret agent!"
"PENFOLD!" cried DM, annoyed and amused at the same time.
"Actually, we were just wondering..." interrupted the Colonel.
"Wondering what, sir?" asked DM.
"Well...if you'd like to be the first to try the potion", said Colonel K.
DM's face paled. His hands were suddenly clammy on the wheel, and he instantly felt sick.
"Are you alright, Chief?" asked Penfold in concern.
"Um...could I get back to you on that, Colonel?" murmured DM.
"Of course", said Colonel K worriedly, "Over and erm, out".
With shaking hands, Danger Mouse shut off the radio.
"Erm, Danger Mouse?" asked Penfold again.
"I'm - I'm fine", Penfold", answered DM quietly.
"Yes, but you look pale - "
"I said I'm fine, alright?" suddenly snapped DM, turning to him angrily.
Penfold curled up in his seat.
"Yes, Chief. Sorry, Chief".
They rode the rest of the way in silence.
*
Penfold immediately left the car when they got home, taking the lift back up to the lounge before DM had a chance to get on beside him. Annoyed, he watched his assistant make his way up to the lounge without him. He'd have to take the stairs.
On his way up, DM realised how snappish he had been. No wonder Penfold was upset. The poor thing, he had no idea.
No idea of what?
No idea of how scared the world's greatest secret agent was.
Danger Mouse came up into the lounge and saw that Penfold wasn't there. He had probably gone off to his room in a huff.
DM sat on the sofa. He needed to think.
Should he take that potion? Being turned into a human was an amazing breakthrough.
But if he did take it...he would go back to Kim. And he couldn't do that. He couldn't leave his position, his friends.
Which way should he turn? Stay here - or go to Kim?
'I think the only way I can find out is to try that medicine', he thought to himself.
Feeling tired, he got up and yawned. Time for bed. Maybe he'd know what to do when morning broke.
*
DM awoke in the early hours of the next morning to see a small figure sitting on the foot of his bed.
"Penfold!" he cried, sitting up and rubbing his eyes, "What are you doing up at -" he looked at the clock " -5 am?"
"I was just wondering if you were alright", said Penfold tentatively, "I was hoping you had calmed down".
Danger Mouse smiled apologetically.
"About the way I was before - I'm sorry", he said. He pulled the covers back and crawled to the end of the bed beside Penfold.
"That's alright, Chief", smiled Penfold, "But I want to know why you're so - tense".
DM turned away.
"I can't say", he said quietly.
"Sure you can, Chief", replied Penfold, "We're friends".
DM sighed and aimed his gaze to the floor. Penfold watched him for a moment. Then, he wrapped both of his arms around his friend's waist in an attempt to comfort him from whatever it was that was making him miserable.
DM turned slowly back to his little friend and stared at Penfold's face, snuggled against his side, eyes closed. DM looked at him in wonder, feeling something bubble deep inside him. He choked with emotion as he put an arm around Penfold's shoulder, returning the hug.
They sat together on the bed for a while, not exchanging any words, but knowing that one was there for the other.
And nothing could ever change that.
*
That afternoon, as it was getting dark, the dynamic duo were sitting on the couch, reading. But DM's mind wasn't focused on the crime story in his hands. Any minute now, he would have to go to a deserted alley somewhere in London and take that medicine. He wondered what it would taste like, and feel like. What colour was it? Pink? Yellow?
"You're just worried", DM told himself, "It'll be fine".
At that moment, a call came through. Penfold nearly jumped out of his seat.
"Colonel K to Danger Mouse", said the screen.
"Danger Mouse recieving you, sir", said DM, standing in front of the screen.
"We're ready for you", answered the Colonel, "There's an alley near your street. Go there".
"Right, sir", said DM, "Come on, Penfold".
"Oh, not that lift", groaned Penfold, as he sat on the sofa. The next second, it vanished below as they were transported to the Mark III.
The car drove through the pavement tile, and set off into the air.
*
The Mark III landed in the spot that the Colonel had requested. Getting out of the car, the Colonel himself came to meet them.
"This way", he said, and took them deeper into the alley. Pretty soon, DM and Penfold saw a rabbit and a newt in white lab coats - obviously the scientists. There was also someone else - a weasel wearing a beret, a brown jacket, and a Highland skirt.
"Agent 57 - the Master of Disguise!" exclaimed DM.
"Hullo there, Danger Mouse", said the weasel, "Been a wee bit of a long time".
DM smiled at the bad Scottish accent as Colonel K brought the the two scientists over. One of them held a potions bottle that had a transparent liquid inside. The medicine.
"This might be painful, Danger Mouse", said the rabbit in a gruff voice, "We hope you are prepared".
DM gulped. But he knew he couldn't back out now.
"It's alright, DM", said Agent 57, "It was painful for me, in the very beginning. But I soon got used to it".
The newt took something out of his pocket. It was a small chain.
"This is a tracking device", he explained, handing it to DM, "We shall be keeping tabs on you using a portable tracker. The medicine lasts two hours. Try and get back here in an hour and a half".
"Will you be alright, Chief?" asked Penfold anxiously.
DM kneeled down beside him.
"Penfold, I'll be perfectly fine. Now, stay here with the Colonel. Behave yourself".
"Yes, Chief", Penfold replied.
The rabbit handed DM the bottle, and Colonel K pulled Penfold backwards. DM was left in a big space.
With shaking hands, he fastened the chain around his neck and then opened the bottle. He smelt a faint scent of what seemed to be grapes.
Taking a deep breath, DM put the bottle to his lips and drank a few drops.
"Alright, that'll do!" barked the newt.
Hurriedly, DM put the bottle on the ground, and stood back more. Suddenly, a sharp stab in his stomach made him lurch forward, clutching his body.
Penfold started forwards, but Colonel K held him back. Penfold was forced to stay put, wishing he could do something to help his friend.
Pain like DM had never known ran through his legs, his arms, and spread to his fingers. His head exploded and he raised both of his hands, feeling a curious bareness on his forehead. His eyes suddenly burst wide open - and he collapsed to the floor, panting, as the pain gradually started to vanish.
"COR!" Penfold's yell greeted his ears. There were shouts of "It worked!" and "By, jove!"
DM opened his eyes - both eyes.
He had full vision! So this what it was like, to see the world fully for the first time, take in everything you hadn't noticed before.
Very cautiously, DM raised his hands - and saw five fingers. Then he raised his hands up to his head. He felt flesh and soft hair.
"Here". The Master of Disguise handed him a mirror. DM quickly looked at it.
Blonde hair, with an almost white fringe, two serious amber eyes, a strong jaw and a straight nose gazed back at the secret agent.
He dropped the mirror in shock.