Chapter 2: The Re-Discovery of the Pets in Black Agency

August 27, 3054 ACC. 1230 Hours. United Nations Headquarters, Near Pripyat River, Grander Duchy of Pripyat

[Agent D. and G. in black suits finds a live-action wooden closet in a live-action wardrobe room]

AGENT G.: Wow. A communist kingdom in the northern portions of the Korean Peninsula just like that the Internet reveals that the Democratic People's Republic of Korea is really a Hermit Kingdom. We should get back to work and tell Anais, mom and dad to back these North Koreans off. Just like the last time we protect and protest that the Men in Black are also enemies to the communist, fascist and/or Islamic humans. We are all unfriendly to the commies, fascists and/or Islams. Also terrorists are the real enemy to kill us all.

AGENT D.: It is more than like Iraq War.

AGENT G.: Yes, sir, commander. Just doing our job, soldier. In Pyongyang, we will turn it into ashes, bits, dusts and/or smithereens and the counter-guerrilla men will all be victorious and will die for our fatherland. Commander SpongeBob SquarePants of the United Nations Military & Security Armed Forces or UNMSAF will send us for liberty and justice and to separate our old lives and change our lives forever as professional elite agents. What are your orders, Darwin?

AGENT D.: Your orders, sergeant Gumball, sir, is to go back to the Pets in Black Secret Underground Agency under this headquarters.

HONDA KOKU: But, please, be careful, Agents D. and G., we have your mission to do. Good luck, gentlemen! You are going to need it, are you?

[They salute]

AGENTS D. & G.: Sir, yes, sir!

HONDA KIKU: Then fight bravely like a brave soldier, boys! Banzai!

[They lift their arms three times]

AGENTS D. & G.: Banzai! Banzai! Banzai!

[They arm with their M1 Garands in guard style and press a down button and so the live-action elevator doors slides open and walks away]

KIKU HONDA: Good luck, boys! Happy bleeding, defending, fighting, protecting and protesting.

[He laughs sinister quietly]

KIKU HONDA: Suckers. In your face, North Koreans. In your face.

[Elevator doors slides closed]