Hey guys, me again. This is a weird one.
The Agent
"…I just need you to look right here…thank you."
A red light flashed, and the 'Scooby Gang' blinked.
Kay collapsed his neuralyser and slipped it into his pocket. "Oh-kay, people," he said, removing his sunglasses. "You did not just see a Vraxian O'n'Laharg-class Dreadnaught crash-land on top of the Watchers' Council Headquarters of Cleveland. That was a prototype unmanned attack helicopter of the United States Air Force. Please direct all your inquiries to their local public relations office. Thank you for your cooperation."
Shaking his head, the MiB agent stalked off over to the car where Jay was unwisely attempting to impress their latest recruit. Why Zed had insisted they bring the rookie along for this job he'd never know, especially seeing how she was only half-trained…
"…see, these buttons here are for hours, days, months, years. Just make sure you've got your shades on when it goes off."
"Cool. Mind if I take a closer look?"
Kay sighed, and redonned his Ray-Bans. Jay still had a lot to learn as well…
"Hey, can I borrow your shades, stud? Thanks."
There was another flash of red light. Agent Jay blinked.
"Hey!" Kay confiscated the neuralyser. "You don't use these things for kicks in our line of work, kiddo."
The newly-commissioned agent shrugged. "Oh, 'cmon, Kay! He was beggin' for it. 'Sides, that was one cheesy way to chat a girl up, y'know? I mean, call me ol' fashioned, but have you seen how tiny that Noisy Cricket is?"
Jay shook his head. "Hey! Don' go trying that again, else I'm gonna—"
"Slick," Kay intoned quietly. "You lost that one. Now, come on kiddies." Kay opened the driver's door. "We've got a schedule to keep." The agent then rolled his eyes as Jay and Eff began squabbling over who got to 'ride shotgun'. What had he done to deserve this?
Crossover with the Men in Black films.