Chapter 3: Getting Jobs
(Morning, huh?) thought the fox as she slowly arose from her slumber, sitting up on the surprising clean matress in the bland white room. Fiona yawned as she looked at the window that let in a ray of eye-burning sunshine as she shielded herself. She looked at her blood-dried hand and sighed, snapping back to current events. She broke out of jail, she was now a member of Team Hooligan, she...was still in her prison clothes.
"First thing I steal: a new outfit." the fox thought as she shot up onto her feet and headed out the door. Next to her room were two more rooms, one being labeled as 'Fang' while the other was blank, probably the bathroom. Fiona was too tired to think about showering as she walked downstairs and into the fridge. She groggily looked around, seeing the fridge and headed towards it.
"Lets see..." she groaned as she rubbed her eyes, still sleepy as she opened the fridge door, seeing various pizza boxes and Chinese food take-out boxes, her eyes catching on a jug of milk. Fiona grabbed the jug and was just about to open it.
"I wouldn't." said a voice from behind. She turned around and saw Fang, on a laptop and not even looking up at Fiona, "That milk's been in there for three months now." Fiona gagged as she looked into the jug, disgusted when she saw the clear content of chunky, green, hairy milk. "It's Bean's 'mascot'. He calls it Dave."
"W-what the hell?! Why would he keep three month old milk?!" she shouted, tossing the container into the trash can as she continued to dig through the fridge for something to eat.
"We're not letting him get a pet." Fang answered casually as he took a bite out of a piece of pizza from a box he pulled out. Fiona walked over and grabbed a slice, eating the cold pizza without complaint.
"Morning buddies!" Bean called as he walked in, happy as ever as he headed towards the fridge, opening it and saw no trace of the team's mascot. "Oh! Dave's playing hide and seek!" Both Fang and Fiona rolled their eyes as Bean began looking for 'Dave'.
"Anyway, Fang, what's first on our agenda?" Fang smirked at Fiona's question as he turned the computer to her and presented what he was looking at: an egg. "...What am I looking at?"
"A very rare, endangered, red spotted Chao egg, Fiona." Fang smirked, his one namesake on display as it made him appear more devious. True to its name, the egg was covered in dark red spots and had a white shell.
"What about eggs?!" Bean asked as he popped right behind him, holding Dave and chewing on pizza. Bark walked in as well and grabbed a piece of pizza as well.
"Apparently, we're going grocery shopping." Fiona commented as Fang growled at his new comrade.
"We're not going food shopping, we're doing a job." Fang adjusted his screen, showing an E-Mail that was addressed to Team Hooligan. "We're being hired to get this egg and give it to our client. It's a rare breed of Chao, so we can get an easy $40,000!" Fiona rolled her eyes.
"Sounds easy...so what's the drawback." Fiona knew that nothing was ever as easy as it seems, so if they we're just getting an egg, there had so be something up.
"The eggs up in the upper region of Northern Tundra." Fang told her, "And it's protected by G.U.N. soldiers. And if that doesn't stop us, there's the natural predators." Bark raised an eyebrow at the pictures their client sent them. All of this security was over an egg. It had to be serious business if G.U.N. was going all out to protect it.
"Cool! That just makes it more fun!" declared the demo duck, "It wouldn't be fun at all if it was easy, especially if we couldn't make some booms! Yes! Ha! Boom! Boom! Boom!" laughed Bean as he danced around, shaking the gallon of expired milk as it was a dance partner.
"This must be a thrill for you, huh Bark?" Fiona asked the large Polar Bear. Bark huffed as he crossed his arms as Fiona chuckled, "Oh come on, big guy! You know I'm just teasing."
"Alright guys. I suggest you hurry up and gear up! I want to get to Northern Tundra before it gets too dark! Lets go!" Fang shouted as he got up from the table and ran out the kitchen.
"Yeah! Lets get ready, Tree Bark!" Bean laughed as he got up and ran to his room. Bark groaned at Bean's nickname, but got up all the same as he headed outside to get his board ready.
"This is going to be interesting." chuckled the fox as she hopped out of her chair, "Hey, Nack!"
"It's Fang!" Fang shouted back.
"Whatever! We need to make a stop before we hit Northern Tundra!"
Meanwhile...
Deep within the area known as Northern Tundra, there was a mountain where the rare red spotted Chao egg was guard with great care. The egg was protected inside a cave where, according to legend, the spirits of chaos protected the eggs from all foreign threats who would try to harm them. But that didn't stop G.U.N. from both investigating and making sure the egg was protected. In fact, they had the complete area under lock down with a base at the bottom of the mountain.
"With such a rare breed of Chao, we can't let poachers near it." announced the 55 year old commander of the Guardian Units of the Nation organization, Abraham Tower. The Commander showed a screen of three red Chao eggs in a nest deep within the mountain, "With so much we don't know about the species, we cannot allow anyone to get, let alone poach, these creatures." He, along with two associates, were in the briefing room of said base.
"Is that we're here?" asked a man who sat at a table. He was a towering man of 7'0 with wavy blond hair, some of which covered his left eye. His skin was a dark tan, opposing the Commander's peach tone, and light blue eyes. He wore a standard G.U.N. soldier armor with a pistol at his hip.
"Exactly, Tristan. You and Devlin are two are assigned to protect these eggs at all cost." a grunting sound could be heard from across the room as the other soldier, 'Devlin' was noticed. "Is there a problem, Agent Devin?"
"With all due respect Commander," the man who was speaking was a pink furred Lynx with a very deep, masculine voice. His eyes were a silver color and he wore a green beret. Like his college, Tristan, he wore the G.U.N. uniform. "But this mission is belittling to both of our skills. Why are highly trained soldiers like us babysitting eggs?" Abraham glared at the Lynx who glared back.
"Your 'babysitting' is very vital. In fact, we've received this message from a possible employer that he is willing to pay for these eggs." the screen changed to showing an E-Mail, the exact same one that Fang had received, "We don't know if this was an accident, a threat, or some sort of prank, but we cannot allow those eggs to be tampered with."
"So that's why we're the only ones here." Tristan observed with a grin forming on his face.
"Precisely. You two are now responsible for those eggs. So don't screw up!" the commander shouted, "Is that clear?!"
"Sir, yes sir!" both Tristan and Devlin saluted before receiving a 'Dismissed' from Towers, the Overlander and Mobian exited the room. Tristan had a smirk as Devlin mumbled.
"Relax bud. I'm sure you'll get plenty of excitement." Tristan assured.
"I better." Devlin replied sternly.