Author's Note: So yeah, it's been a moment or two, but it happens. *shrug* *innocent grin*

Anyways, enjoy!

It was another lovely afternoon in the Royal and General Bank, at least in the staff's opinion. A certain underage spy would have begged to differ. Once again, they'd pulled him out of his favourite class, Biology.

"Alex, we've called you in today to share some important news," began Mrs. Jones with a smile.

"You're getting married?" gasped Alex, eyes wide.

Mr. Blunt, who was still pouting over the fact that Alex had survived the peppermint factory, grumbled out a "No."

"I'm going to be a big brother? I've always wanted a sister!"

Blunt scowled. "No."

"It's now illegal to employ 14-year-old spies?"

"No! Well, yes… but no!"

"Scorpia's passing out free peppermints?"

Mrs. Jones' lips thinned as she thought of her former lover. "No, Alex, dear. We're going to find you a partner!"

Alex stared at the pair for a moment, stunned into silence. Mrs. Jones seized the opportunity to tell him more.

"Obviously, he'll be a bit older than you, and you'll still probably work alone most of the time, but he'll always be close by in case you need back up."

Alex held up a hand and Mrs. Jones slid to a halt in her pro-partnership spiel.

"So… what you're saying," he said slowly, "is that you're giving me a partner? So that'll be two people filling one position… and since I'm Agent Bond," and here, he got quite excited, "You'll be double bonded! Wow, I knew you were a bit dry, but I never would have suspected you of being unsaturated!"

Laughing madly, Alex skipped happily out the door, leaving the two spymasters to shake their heads in disbelief and, in Blunt's case, throw something.

Alex merrily frolicked down the hallway, nearly running into Mr. Smithers. He joyfully embraced the man before making his way out of the building and to his home in Chelsea.

xXx

The next day in school, Alex was called into the office. He grinned cheerfully at the baffled secretary and stepped into the headmaster's office.

"Alex," said Mr. Bray, "Do you have any idea why your guardian called this morning and demanded we drop you from your Biology class?"

Fin.

Disclaimer: Please, do not use anything you learn here in your biology class, or any other science course. I am not a licensed scientist. Thank you.

A/N: There was a bit more to this story, but I felt it would probably be more humourous to leave it at that. I'm hoping you'll think the same, but if you really want to read about Alex sucking up to Mr. Bray to stay in Bio, just tell me and I'll PM it to you.

"Please sir, can I have a review?"

"Review???!! You want a review?!?!?"

Yeah... I might have an Oliver! thread stuck in my noggin...