Ohayo Motherhopers! Here's another chapter at the speed of sound! Now, I'm calling for a little visualization here. Imagine the room Mikey's being held in as a scene from the first Austin Powers movie: Dr. Evil's mutant sea bass tank room onlywith Mikey dangling from the ceiling on a table... Got it? Gooooood!
In this chapter Guano, Lily, Gonard and Mikey learn more about Mitsuki's mysterious past and there will be a daring rescue!
As I tear up the streets of this city with my giant tail, alls CJzilla has to roar is this: R&R! Flame and/or fluff...
"Mitsuki wait!" Guano puffed and huffed as he tried to catch up with his blue-haired friend.
It took all Mitsuki had to stop short of LilyMu Towers. Turning she could just make out the outlines of her friends through her unshed tears. Guano, Lily, and Gonard came to a halt in front of her.
"What-what-what's going on Mitsuki?" Lily panted. "W-wh-why…-?"
But before the blond could finish a sentence, she plopped on the ground, out of breath.
"Mitsuki!" Gonard even looked concerned. "Where'd those men take Mikey? They didn't look like they had candy or chips and dip!"
Mitsuki dropped her head to hide the shameful tears that were falling from her eyes.
"It's all my fault," she said hoarsely. "It's all my fault!"
The blue-haired actress trembled for a second, causing everyone to grow more confused. Just then Mitsuki felt something soft grip her hand. Opening her eyes she saw Guano, giving her a reassuring look.
"Take it easy Sooks," the purple plushy dude told her. "Just tell us what happened and we'll help you."
Mitsuki couldn't bear to get ALL of her friends in the same pickle Mikey was in, but they deserved to know the truth. She sighed, taking in a big breath.
"I wasn't always an actress…" Mitsuki began. "I was once a spy for a private agency. You know, ball-point pen grenade-launchers, submersible cars, jet packs, disguises, deceit and super-villains…"
She looked up only to see everyone's eyes like dinner plates.
"Well, that was my old life before I came to LilyMu and met all of you," Mitsuki went on. "And now my old boss has Mikey and he's using him as a way to get me back to the Agency."
Everyone's mouths were slack.
"Cool!" Gonard and Lily suddenly cheered.
Mitsuki's anime body inflated with disbelief. What? No disownment? No "I don't know who you are anymore"? No "Liar face"? Mitsuki expected the worst from her friends. It made her lose sleep to think what Mikey would do if he ever found out that he was being stalked like some sorry prey item.
Lily zipped up to her friend, stars in her eyes.
"You mean you were once suave and assertive!" the LilyMu sweetheart gasped, hands on her face. "Did you rub elbows with royalty? Fly in fancy, state-of-the-art luxury jets? Oo! Were there any cute spy guys? I bet they were so hansom and sophisticated they could grace a queen!"
Lily sighed and then fainted at the thought of a debonair man.
"Did you jump outta airplanes with a parachute and then give all the bad guys Judo Chops? And have spy-theme music?" Gonard bounced excitedly in the same spot. "Because that's what any REAL spy would do… Are you a real spy Mitsuki?"
Gonard peered hard at his actress friend. Mitsuki held up her hands and sweat-dropped.
"Y-yeah! Of course!" she returned but then got serious. "And now my past is catching up with me. My superior wants me outta retirement and back to being an active agent again. So the only way he could do that is by putting my friends in harm... In order to get me back into the action."
Mitsuki's face darkened with shame as Guano's plushy eyebrows were raised high.
"Mitsuki, I-… It's neat but way out of character for you," he told her. "I mean, you're the nicest woman I know and for you to once be a highly-trained professional spy that spent work hours retrieving microfilm and dispatching anonyms henchmen… it's almost like… not true…"
Guano pondered his profound statement as did Gonard. Lily then hopped off of the sidewalk, now fully conscious.
"Why'd your ex-spy-boss kidnap Mikey?" the blond asked, slightly offended. "I'm your best friend! Why did Mikey get the special kidnap treatment?"
Well, why Lily was jealous over kidnapping, we'll never know but Mitsuki's face went cherry-tomato-fire-engine red as her eyes darted around for an excuse.
"B-b-be-because… well-… I-…!" she floundered, getting weird looks from her friends.
This was going nowhere fast! Mitsuki couldn't just tell her friends that Agent F zeroed-in on Mikey because he knew that she loved him! That'd definitely make them all flip. She had to think up lie to tell her friends, but nothing came, so, she did the next best thing.
"Banana socks!" she blurted out, arms flailing hoping to divert their attention.
Anime question marks appeared above everyone's heads.
"Besides, it doesn't matter!" Mitsuki added, flush still hotter than the sun. "Mikey's in danger and it's up to me to save him from being thrown into a lava pool infested with genetically altered piranha with laser beams attached to their heads!"
Mitsuki turned on her heel and began to head into LilyMu Towers when someone grabbed her hand. She spun and saw Gonard holding her hand.
"Mikey's my best amigo!" the usually hyper and erratic actor proclaimed seriously. "And if he's in danger then, heck, I am too!"
"What?" Lily cocked a brow at Gonard.
"I think what he means is," Guano held his chin in his hand before looking at Mitsuki, "that friends stick together! And when one of us is between a rock and a hard place, then we'll pull out the stops to save him! Count us in Mitsuki! We'll help you rescue Mikey!"
Everyone cheered as they threw their hands into a circle.
"Huh?" Gonard asked. "I didn't say that! Besides, who's stuck with a rock up a creek?"
Guano slapped his forehead. Mitsuki smiled and was touched by her friends' determination to help her and Mikey.
"All right," Mitsuki voiced with a sly smile. "This is what we're gonna do…"
Cue the dancing sushi inside a clam doing a pirouette…
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Meanwhile at Agency HQ….
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! (Gasp) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-!" Mikey screamed at the top of his lungs before Agent F got sick of it.
"SHUT YOUR PIE HOLE!" Agent F exclaimed body inflating with rage so that Mikey was tiny. "WHY ARE YOU YELLIN'!"
Mikey instantaneously stopped.
"Dang!" Agent F twisted a finger in his ear. "We haven't even touched you and you're all ready screaming like a little baby girl!"
The American was hyperventilating.
"Okay!" Mikey cried. "So I didn't put a stamp on that letter! But you don't have to wreak your vengeance upon me Mr. Talking Mailbox Man! I've learned my lesson! I won't send a letter EVER again!"
As Mikey whimpered and blubbered Agent F blinked as the sound of a broken guitar string cut through the air.
"What... are you talking about!" the Agency head-honcho questioned.
Mikey opened an eye and starred at Agent F.
"What?" he asked. "This isn't the torture room of the Japanese Postal Service that I've heard so much about? I thought every postal building had a torture room in the back…"
Agent F sweat-dropped.
"You really don't have a clue what's happening around you…" he awed at the American before he got annoyed. "You've been oblivious to all the life-threatening attacks over the last day and a half!"
Mikey scoffed with a smile.
"Yeah right!" he snickered. "The only attack I've had in the last day and a half was a snack attack… and it wasn't even life-threatening…"
Agent F raked his teeth together and tried to suppress his rage.
"Then Agent M has done a fine job of, not only protected your person, but also keeping you stupid to the fact that we've been hunting you," he hissed venomnessly. "She must really, really, really care about you-"
But Mikey wasn't listening, just blowing spit bubbles with his lips.
"Or maybe you're just as dumb as a sack of diapers…" Agent F sweat-dropped.
"Hey, if you're not the postal service, then why am I here and chained to a table hanging precariously over a tank of piranhas?" Mikey asked. "And who in the heck is Agent M? Am I about to learn my ABCs? Because if I am…"
Agent F banged his head against his mailbox disguise.
"Just… cork it! Please!" he pleased. "You ask too many questions… Sheesh… What does Agent M see in you?"
Mikey writhed in his restraints.
"Is this gonna take long? I had a hot dog for lunch and it's barking back!" he complained.
"I'll make it simple for you pea-brain," Agent F pinched the brim of his nose. "You-! You still with me? You are our prisoner! You are the cheese and Agent M's the mouse! Because we have you, Agent M will finally come back to the Agency and me!-… I mean… the Agency…!"
Agent F sweat-dropped when he felt the eyes of the whole Agency heating up his back.
"I'm not cheese!" Mikey stated back. "I'm the famous TV star Mikey Simon! You keep me here longer than five minuets, that's official kidnapping!"
Agent F was just short of throwing a sock in Mikey's mouth.
"Besides, I don't know who Agent M is… You've obviously got the wrong dude," the American defiantly stuck his nose in the air.
"I'm getting sick of explaining this to you Mikey Simon," Agent F glowered. "We kidnapped you, to lure Agent M, who you know by Mitsuki, back to her old spying job. Now if you ask another question, I'll rip your lips off and feed them to the piranha!"
It took a second for everything to settle into Mikey's brain, but when it did, his eyes nearly shot off of his face.
"Agent M-! Is…- Mitsuki!" the American was hyperventilating again. "And I'm kidnapped!... O….M….G…..! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Cue dancing sushi!...
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The doors of the Agency burst open.
Four silhouettes were clearly outlined by the setting sun. In waked one, a tall female with a medium frame a black jumpsuit with yellow accents, blue hair and steely green eyes. She was being escorted into the building in handcuffs by three agents dressed in black with matching sunglasses, one tall muscular man, one very tall yet purple dude and one blond female.
Mitsuki paused, glaring over her old stomping grounds that she'd tried to forget for the past six years. The sterile unexciting halls of the secret building and the mechanical faces of the many surveillance cameras that watched over the goings-on with hawk-eyes.
"This is so cool! This is so cool!" the tall Guano chanted on a whisper.
"Shh!" Mitsuki hushed trying to keep her facial movement to a minimum, aware of the cameras watching their every move. "This has to look real! If you won't stay quiet then wait out in the car!"
The purple dude fell silent, anime tears running down his face.
"And you all remember what to do?" she asked the other four "agents".
"We act for a living Sooks," Lily "agent" said, her mouth barely moving. "This will be a piece of cake."
"10-4 Agent M," Gonard nodded.
The blue-haired woman let a small, small cocky smirk go. The Agency and Agent F won't know what hit them.
The five people stepped into a room with unmarked doors. Now they were in Agent F's office and speaking of the devil… the mailbox disguised man was sitting smugly on the other side of his desk. His hungry eyes ate up the sight in front of him. The Agency boss-man's eyes went over Mitsuki's form before settling on the bulky handcuffs on her wrists.
"Get those off of her," he commanded.
The four "agents" sweat-dropped as they paused.
"Where's the key Gonard?" Lily hissed on a whisper at Gonard.
"It's in Guano's pocket!" Gonard whispered back.
Guano gulped. The furry dude was on stilts under tall black pants, masking how short he was. And… he couldn't reach his pockets. Everyone began to panic.
"Did you three hear what I just said?" Agent F was growing impatient. "Get those handcuffs off of Agent M!"
Gonard sweat-dropped and held up a finger asking for a second. And then he began digging around Guano's "pants" for the handcuff keys. An awkward silence crept through the room as everyone watched Gonard fish around Guano's pockets.
"Oh!" Gonard cheered, holding up a key. "That's where it was! Always in the last pocket! Let me tell you!"
Agent F glared at the three disguised "agents" as they sweat-dropped and unlocked Mitsuki's handcuffs. With her restraints off, Agent F got down to business.
"You three bumbling loons are excused," he asserted. "I need to have a chat with Agent M…"
Lily, Gonard and Guano nodded at Agent F and made a hasty dash for the door. But not before Lily looked over the tops of her sunglasses and subtly winked at Mitsuki. Mitsuki winked right back. Operation "Red-Headed Torpedo" was a go. Lily shut the door behind her.
Agent F and Mitsuki were alone. Mitsuki turned to her ex-boss/ex-partner and narrowed her green eyes. Agent F on the other hand looked quite bubbly to see her again.
"Good to see you again Agent M," he gave a nod. "I forget how dangerous you are with a computer screen or cellular phone between us."
Mitsuki walked over to Agent F, slammed both hands on his desk and glared the mailbox man in the eye.
"You got a lot of nerve Agent F!" Mitsuki snarled.
"Please Agent M," Agent F cooed. "There's no need to raise your voice. You are, after all, talking to your partner."
Mitsuki grimaced.
Cue cucumber tambourine-playing sushi….!
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Mikey was hanging above the tank of piranha blowing spit bubbles to kill time. After his yelly fit, the American got bored.
Who would have figured? Mitsuki… a spy… For some reason, there was a fuzzy memory in the back of Mikey's mind of Mitsuki being a secret agent and then a painful ending to the event. But maybe it was a dream. Oh well. He was sure that someone would rescue him… hopefully… before the piranha got too hungry. One had all ready taken a bite out of his shoe!
Just then the doors to the piranha room opened. In walked three more agents… familiar agents. The all ready guarding agents were immediately put on edge.
"Hey!" one of the men yelled out. "What's the big idea? Our shift's not over for another forty minuets!"
The purple agent gave the two guards a steely glare.
"Agent F sent us to relieve you," he stated.
The guards were not buying it and were peering curiously at the purple dude's fur.
"Why is your face purple and fuzzy? And why do you stink like an old dumpster?" one of the guards gagged.
"I-… I- uh… I ate a purple popsicle and kissed a dirty dog… Yeah! That's what happened!" the purple dude returned, sweat-dropping all the way.
Still, the agents peered carefully at him.
"There's a fresh box of donuts in the conference room," the female "agent" offered, sweat-drop falling down her face.
"Well slap by butt and call me "slim"!" the agent cheered. "DONUTS!"
And the two guards ran out of the room faster than the wind itself. The three "agents" puffed out an anime sigh of relief.
"Mikey!" the tall, blue-haired agent called up to the American. "Are you all right!"
"You'll not get any more information or autographs outta me you smelly look-alikes!" Mikey proclaimed.
"Hey spaz!" the blond "agent" yanked off her sunglasses. "It's us! Lily, Guano and Gonard!"
A smile nearly jumped off of Mikey's face.
"Guys! You're here!" he cheered. "Thank goodness! My butt's asleep! Can you get me down before the piranha eat me!"
"Not a problem good buddy!" Gonard cheered darting to the control panel.
Once Mikey was untied and free, he jumped off of the floating table and ran into Lily's arms.
"Oh thank goodness you've come!" Mikey wailed overly-dramatically. "I almost didn't have the chance to tell you how much I love you!"
With that Lily slapped the American.
"Ew!" she shrieked. "You blind dolt! Mitsuki's the brains behind our rescue! I'm just here because I would never pass up an opportunity to check out a secret agency!"
"Wait!" Mikey get Lily off. "Mitsuki's here? Where is she? Is she in danger!"
Now Mikey's mood changed to being worried over his girl friend.
"She's keeping the head-honcho busy!" Guano remarked his plushy hand over the surveillance camera lends in the room. "Now hurry it up! My arm's cramping!"
"Gotcha!" Gonard cheered darting over to Guano and giving his pants a yank.
Guano's pants fell to the floor and everyone flinched. The small, fuzzy plush man was standing on stilts with Ted the anger management dummy hiding in his pants.
"Two birds with one stone!" Lily cheered. "I get rid of that annoying educational dummy and we rescue the other dummy! Brilliant!"
Gonard hauled Ted out from beneath Guano.
"Now strip Mikey!" Guano commanded.
Mikey's face went pale before a violent blush heated his cheeks.
"WHAT!" the American exclaimed.
"We don't have any of your clothes for the dummy!" Guano quickly explained. "Now drop your shirt, shoes and pants! We need to get the dummy dressed and in position before anyone's the wiser!"
Mikey groaned and began to undress. Lily laughing her head off didn't help the situation. In seconds, Mikey's clothes and a red wig on the dummy's head really made Ted look like the American.
"Ugh," Lily slapped her forehead. "Just when I thought that dummy couldn't get any more annoying… Now he's a Mikey dummy."
"Wow!" Guano awed. "He looks just like you Mikey!"
Mikey was offended.
"No he doesn't! He looks nothing like me!" the American objected.
"Oh yeah," Lily glanced at her nails. "Your own mother wouldn't be able to tell who's who because you look exactly alike and smell the same too."
Ted was placed on the piranha tank table and put back into position.
"C'mon Mikey!" Gonard pointed. "You gotta hide with Guano! It's the only way to get outta here without getting caught!"
Gonard pointed to stand under Guano's stilts.
"NO WAY!" Mikey fumed. "I'm almost naked but I'm not that desperate to share Guano's pants!"
"SHUT IT!" Lily snarled. "Mitsuki planned this all out. You have to hide with Guano or we did this all for nothing! Now get your nasty butt in there!"
The LilyMu sweetheart gave the American a push into Guano's tall costume pants. Mikey awkwardly stood under the purple dude's stilts. Gonard zipped Guano's extra long pants over Mikey's body.
"Okay… This is weird," Mikey voiced from inside the pants.
"Hey! I'm not enjoying this any more than you are!" Guano barked back. "Just be glad I'm not wearing a dress!"
Mikey groaned in disgust.
"Thanks for the visual," he muttered.
Then the fooled agents that guarded Mikey only minuets before burst back into the room.
"HEY!" one of the men snarled pointing at the three. "There were no donuts in the conference room."
Both agents were crying.
"Oh! We'll go buy more!" Gonard sweat-dropped as he, Lily and Guano and Mikey zipped to the exit. "Sorry 'bout that! Later!"
And with that the four friends zipped out of the room like it was red-hot.
R&R! LONG LIVE ROCK!