I thank all the kind reviewers of the first chapter. Some of which followed from "HIVE Infiltrator" so that makes me very pleased…

Just so you know, I often engage in author's response on these notes in the top of the update. So if you have a question or suggestion, I'll answer you right here:

Canaarie: Sure, I'll read your fic. If you get a address I will. Oh yeah, and an OC is… Well, sometimes when authors get bored and depressed over the fact that they can't just jump into cool shows like Teen Titans they make OC's which kinda represent them since you're not allowed to put yourself into the fic. I hope that answers your question.

TwilightSoulTaker: I remember you… I'm your new minion? Red Balloons?

Chapter 2 Slade, Unpaid, and Lemonade!

AgentM: Whoa… (is currently staring at giant hideout) …nice place you got here, Kwazi!

Slade: Oh, I'm sure you'll find out it's not so "nice" in the end.

AgentM: Does it have cable?

Slade: uh, yes?

AgentM: (smiles) Then I'll do juuuuust fine…!

Slade: As you probably well know, I have had trouble with apprentices before. Both were… too soft. I died and then the great Trigon the Terrible made me swear to serve him. When he went back on his promise, I had to (he shivers) help those Titans… Well, Trigon was slain and now I'm finishing up what I started years ago…

AgentM: So, you just never learned your lesson, huh?

Slade: I suppose not… (types on keypad to unlock doors) Here we are…

ReereerBOOOM BOOM crash THUDDD! Bonkaaay! (sounds of big giant door thingy opening)

AgentM: (cringes) That's one loud big giant door thingy… (follows Slade in)

…………………………..

Slade: Wintergreen? WINTERGREEN!

Green: Yes, Master Slade?

Slade: Wintergreen, this is Miss M. She is our new guest.

AgentM: Hi!

Slade: AgentM, this is Wintergreen. He is my but-

AgentM: Achoo!

Slade: Bless you. Now this is Wintergreen, my loyal but-

AgentM: Achooo! (snickers)

Slade: Really, now. Are you coming down with something, dear? Anyway, he is my great but-

AgentM: Ach-oo! Achoo!

Slade: I beg your pardon?

AgentM: (smiles) No, I'm okay! What is he again?

Slade: He is my but-

Green: I AM MOST CERTAINLY NOT, IN ANY FORM, YOUR BUTTOX!

Slade: (is taken aback) No! No! That's not what I meant, I-!

AgentM: How vulgar… right Wintergreen?

Green: Certainly right, Miss M!

Slade: rrrrrr…. (gets really angry but calms down) sigh… I apologize, Wintergreen. I did not mean to offend you. I merely meant to say that you were my loyal butler.

Green: Very well, Master Slade. (extends hand to AgentM) My name is Wintergreen. Mint E. Wintergreen.

AgentM: (shakes hand) and I am M. Agent M.

Slade: Offer her a drink, Wintergreen!

Green: Alright already, Master Slade! Would you care for a drink, Miss M?

AgentM: Lemonade! With lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of sugar!

Green: Pure cane sugar with a tiny dash of lemon and water. I'll get right on it. (leaves)

AgentM: I think he's pretty cool! Don't you, Kwazi?

Slade: Stop calling me that! Anyway, now you need to swear to me that you will serve me and obey my every command!

AgentM: I can't swear! This fic's rated K, you know!

Slade: AgentM!

AgentM: Alright! Alright! Alright! (clears throat) "I, AgentM, of being obsessed mind, body, and spirit, hereby swear to serve Kwazi the Masked Dancing Bear. I will serve him from this day forward, except on Saturdays when new Teen Titans episodes are on. I will obey his every command and fight along his side forever. Not that he ever does any fighting, but that isn't part of the agreement…"

Slade: And you will call me Slade not Kwazi!

AgentM: Sure, Kwazi!

Slade: (groans) This is going to be a loooooong fic….