Alright! I already started getting reviews! Maybe I was exaggerating a bit when I said this was going to be a shorter story, because I think it might not be, especially if people like it.
The Elite gang was saying goodbye to a very much loved member, Chirp. It all started soon after Operation blackout. "I need help with all the new recruits." PH announced one day. "After Ace took down Herbert's solar laser we're lucky we're getting any new recruits." Reminded Dot the Disguise Gal "We need all the help we can get." Agreed Gary the Gadget Guy, or G. "I know, I just need help training the new puffles." "Why not recruit one of the current puffles?" suggested Dot. "Hey, great idea Dot!" grinned Rookie. Sarahson. "I need someone to take his or her place. We can't be down a puffle agent!" "We don't have an orange puffle agent yet." Pointed out Rookie. The agents silently pondered for a moment, until G said "How about this, we hold auditions for a very skilled agent to take the place of whichever agent PH chooses." "Nice!" commented several people, including PH. "So who should be the puffle puffle trainer?" asked Dot. "Well, Flare's out." Jet teased. Flare Handler smirked at him. "Well, you've gotta have a heart to be a trainer." "What about Chill?" Flare heard his teammate Pop suggest. His adoptive brother, Chill Handler, was the sweetest, softest agent on the squad. That would be a better place for him, thought Flare, surrounded by newbies and girls, not bad guys and danger. PH (who understands puffle) shook her head at Pop. "No, I have a better idea. How about Chirp?" Everyone looked at Chirp Handler in shock. She didn't seem surprised. "I've taken my music and field agent skills where I wanted to," she explained "Now I feel I should do this." Chirp was the oldest out of the Elite puffles, at seventeen years old. They knew they had to let her go.
Pop and Chill were in tears. Really? Thought Flare in disbelief. He always took Pop for a tough girl. But even he had to admit that, even he, was sad to see Chirp go. (Not like they wouldn't see each other often, they're sad for sentimental reasons.) "Pop," Chirp whispered to the purple puffle when she got the chance. "Don't ever forget what I told you. " She looked into her eyes. "Please, tell someone." "I will" Pop said firmly "When I know it's the right time." Chirp frowned and almost said something else when PH calmly called "COME ON CHIRP WE'LL BE LATE!" "COMING!," the yellow flute player looked at her old teammates, her best friends, her family, and said "See you later guys" then she was out the door.
What seemed like the end of an era was the beginning of a bigger one.
The next day everything was going pretty normal, besides the anticipation of "Who's the next agent gonna be?" Flare tried his hardest to make it seem like he didn't care. But Pop told herself that she would make sure the new teammate felt welcome. Sure enough, when PH arrived with a yellow puffle that looked terrified (Yazzmine was hoping it wouldn't show) she walked right up to her and said "Hi! I'm Pop. I'm so excited you're here!" That calmed Yazzmine down immediately. The purple puffle really seemed to mean it. Maybe she had found the place she finally belongs. "I'm Yazzmine" she replied with a new sense of determination.
Next chapter will take a bit longer to upload, since I'm not quite done with it yet. I know, this got a little emotional, and it was REALLY short, but some people like emotional and short! I think. One more thing, someone please check out and review my Spongebob fanfiction. No one has yet.