"Trip! Can I speak to you for a moment?" Rel walked up behind him. He was lying on the couch trying to watch the news and take a nap. "sure." He sat up to make room. "What's on you're mind?" he smiled sweetly. "I just wanted to know were you go every day." she sat down. He looked her over. She was just as beautiful as she was everyday. Her long blond hair flowed down her shoulders to cover her almost flat chest. Her eyes just so grey and beautiful. Her white t shirt outlined her abdomen. And her light blue jeans went well on her. Her feathers were just that pretty purple. She was a small girl, but Trip didn't care. He wouldn't even care if she was huge; he loved her for who she was and not what she looked like. "Um..." he hesitated. She looked him over. He wore a black t shirt over six pack abs (she saw him shirtless one day), dark blue jeans, and white socks. His eyes were night sky blue and his fur was light brown. She had to admit he was kinda cute. "Um, where do I go?" his voice came back to her ears. She had blanked out? But how? She was just looking over her best friend to make sure nothing was out of place. "Rel? Are you ok?" he snapped his fingers in front of her face. "Ya, I'm fine." She blinked. She never blanked out before when talking to him. Maybe there was something wrong with her. "Are you sure?" he asked out of concern. "Ya, I'm sure. I'm...gonna get... some air." She stood up and walked away. "We'll finish this conversation later, k?" she looked back at him with a smile on her face. "K!" he smiled back and laid back down. He closed his eyes and pretended to go to sleep. She turned back around and walked to the elevator. She was soon outside and running just so she could think a little more clearly. Being a road runner, running was just as natural as her feathers. It really did help her think. Ever since she was little, she always did her best thinking when she was running. The breeze in her face, the sun on her back, and the rush of it all just made her feel alive. After 10 laps around the planet, she slowed down to a walking speed. It was true, she was faster than her dad, but she was still half human and had to cool down by walking around town.

Trip opened his eyes long enough to see the TV blink for a call from someone. "Make it fast, it's naptime." He answered. "Trip, you lazy bum!" a young teenage blond came on the screen. "Thank you Zander, I take that as a complement." Trip smiled at his young boss. "You're in a good mood. But, you're going to have to snap out of it. I just got word that the Zantree Corporation is at it again. So in other words..." Zander gave Trip his assignment of the day as it printed out of the wall. "Game time!" trip smiled, hung up, ran to his room, and put his tux on. And on that note, he was gone.

Rel walked in the living room and saw the couch were trip was trying to sleep. She started to walk away, but then looked back. He was gone. "In his room maybe? No, he looked comfortable. And since he was comfortable, he wouldn't move. Then were did he go? Uncle Duck!" she thought then called. A middle aged duck walked into the room. His feathers were a mess and his eyes lost in time. His black t shirt hid his big belly that he had gotten used to (he called it the dad stomach, even thou he wasn't a real dad), his blue jeans were baggy, and he had nothing on his webbed feet. His eyes, having seen better days, were chlorine blue. And he held a cane, to support himself from a back injury he got years ago. Time had been cruel to the poor mallard. "I'm coming, don't get you're tail in a twist." He called as he slowly got closer to rel. "I wanted to ask you if you saw where trip went." She asked him as he sat down in his green chair. "He went poof, again, as always. You didn't ask him when he was here?" he put on a pair of black glasses, looked up at her, and looked at the light purple couch behind her. "By the way, could you hand me the remote?" he smiled. "Misty breeze must be on, huh?" she cocked an eyebrow. "You know it!" he smiled as she handed him the remote. "I did ask trip, I just, I just, I don't know what happened." She sat down on the couch's arm. "You lost focus!" he smiled as he cut the TV on to watch the news.

wow! he makes a pretty good spy, don't cha think?

well, will rel ever find out where trip goes all the time or will she be left in the dark? find out next time! see ya!