Stanton cried like a baby, his fingernails screeching over the brown tiled floor of the abandoned McDonalds in which they had dragged him to.

"I don't wanna die! I don't wanna-" His cries were stifled as Peaches jammed a large fry container into his mouth.

"Open", started Cream. "Sesame Seed!"

Stanton's eyes widened as the floor beneath them began to part, revealing a completely different world. The windowless walls were all white and lab tables hovered over every inch of its marble floor. Peaches and Cream took him by the shoulders and sent him cascading down into the room below.

"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII", he screamed through the fry box and groaned when he finally landed smack into a lab table. He looked up to see a vaguely familiar woman and with a clap of her hands, recognition sprung across his face.

"Cas-"

She put a finger to his lips. "Shut up. For once this isn't about you!" Smiling that wicked smile, she brought a tall, dark man to her side. "Meet my new boyfriend! Will!"

An enormous grin twisted onto Stanton's features. He wanted to sing! To dance! To rejoice! For he was free! Just when he was about to break out into a verse of "Hallelujah", Will began to speak.

"We're goin straight to the Wild Wild West! Wicked Wicked Willy Wild!"

Stanton cocked an eyebrow.

"Now, Will", Cassandra purred. "Tell Stanton what he's doing here".

"Right! Right!" Will turned to him. "Welcome to the MIB, Sammy!"

"Stanton"

"Ain't that what I said?"

Stanton put a hand to his forehead. He figured that Cassandra's boyfriend would be just as annoying as her. "What's an MIB?"

Will's eyes widened as if he was about to have a massive heart attack. "What's an MIB?!"

Stanton nodded, almost afraid to respond.

"WHAT'S AN MIB?!"

Stanton cocked an eyebrow as music began to play and Will started to bob his head.

"Uh… yeah… uh"

A choir began. "Here come the men in black"

"Uh… yeah"

"Galaxy defenders"

"Yeah Yeah"

"Here come the men in black"

"Uh Yeah Yeah Uh"

"Won't let you remember"

"Uh yeah! Yeah! Ye- uh! Ye- uh!"

After a few more "uh"s and "yeah"s, Will ceased and smiled at Stanton as if what he had just done had actually explained something.

"Uh", Stanton muttered, still confused. "What's an MIB?"

"WHAT'S AN MI-"

"I'll find out for myself". Stanton interrupted, afraid that the man would break out into song again. Glancing around, he noticed a group of teenagers surrounding a television set. As he drew closer, his eyes widened. "Karyl?!"

"Stanton!" Karyl grinned. "What a surprise!" Tymmie and Kelly turned around to meet him. "You finally made it!"

"Was I supposed to? And what are you doing here?"

"We're Men in Black!" Tymmie held up his badge, proudly.

"Galaxy Defenders!" Kelly added.

"Right". Stanton rolled his eyes. He couldn't believe that this was happening. Was the entire world going mad? "You're coming back with me".

"Says who?" Kelly challenged.

Taken back and surprised that they would ever try to defy him, he paused for a moment before recovering his wit.

"Says your Prince. Do you think that the Atrox would be happy with your decision?"

Tymmie shrugged and pointed up. "I dunno. Why don't you ask him?"

Stanton slowly looked up to see a mass of darkness hovering above him. Somewhere in the void lay a pair of sunglasses and a black tie.

"Your majesty", Stanton begged. "You can't be serious! What about the daughters?! What about our mission?!"

"Sorry, Stanton". The swirl of darkness roared. "I'm rollin with the MIB now".

Stanton stared in disbelief. This was worse that the time that it got hooked on the Power Rangers. Those outfits that he had made them wear were so embarrassing. Stanton flinched at the painful memories. Then like sunlight, joy flooded his chest.

"Does this mean", he hesitated as inspirational music began to play. "I'm free?"

The darkness stared at him sympathetically and then began to laugh merrily. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA… no"

The music came to a halt and Stanton's eyes filled with rage. "WHY?!"

"Because, son", started a voice from the opposite side of the room. He groaned as Will started towards him, Cassandra on his arm. "We want you to join us. You passed the test".

"What test?" He spat.

"The memory test!"

"THAT WAS YOU?!" BUT…. How-"

"We're everywhere", spoke a random man in black.

"So?" Will waited for a response.

"Never", Stanton answered. "I'drather join the Daughters!"

"Too late". Catty, Vanessa, Serena, and Tianna stepped in, waving their badges in his face.

"The We Hat Stanton Club?" He asked, weakly

The massive club strolled in, all dressed in black. Jimena wore a hideous wig.

"What's up, Jimena?" Serena asked. "Hair trouble?"

"Or lack thereof" Stanton snickered as she threw a death glare in his direction.

"Well, Stanton?" asked Will.

"Well?!"

"WELL?!"

"Like I said before, NO!"

"Then you'll lose your memory FOREVER!" Will bellowed, adding an "uh" or two. He then took out a small, silver, handheld device. "Collin, will you do the honors?"

"Who me?!" Collin asked. Jimena started to look worried.

"Now how does this thingamajigger work? Um…. Er-"

"AGH! MY EYES!" Jimena roared.

Stanton watched for a moment as they surrounded Jimena before speeding for the nearest EXIT.

"Don't worry!" yelled Collin. "I'll still love you! Even if you DO have amnesia!"

Stanton shook his head and hurried down an abandoned street. It was time for this freak show to end once and for all.