AN: So as usual, I don't own MI High, nor anything you may recognise. I just own Demi, Harry and Jamie. And like I said, I'm now getting back to the events of the TV show, and if you could tell by the title, this is episode 5. Enjoy!

I was sat in some hall, watching a video of two people singing about cheese. Wow, how exciting. Sighing, I put my head in my hands, as Jamie whispered, "Dems? Why are they singing about cheese?" I looked up and shrugged.

"Jai, I have no idea." The tour guide shushed us, causing Jamie to say,

"She's scary. And you won't often hear me say this, but I am actually terrified." I rolled my eyes, as the video ended, and the tour guide introduced herself.

"Welcome to Boldovia, I will be your tour guide, Olga Backovabus."

"She even looks like one." Tom commented, making me giggle. Jamie looked confused, but before I could explain, Olga interrupted,

"No running, No chewing gum, and no talking!" She said, looking at me and Jamie.

"Ok, I share your fear Jai." I whispered as we got up.

"She's like a female McNab." Aneisha said. I nodded, and laughed,

"McNab seems speechless!" We headed into a room that smelt horrible, like cheese.

"Is cheese following me today or something?" Jamie muttered, as I looked a series of butterflies on the wall.

"Decoration?" I asked the tour guide. She shook her head,

"The butterfly movement. They claim to be freedom fighters, but they're really just puppets of foreign imperialists seeking to overthrow our beloved government." OK... I nodded, and walked off with Jamie.

"Are you missing him?" I asked, talking about Harry. He hadn't been able to come due to 'personal problems'. I just reckon it's because he's scared of planes myself. He'd been Jamie's rock since Carrie died. Jamie shrugged, "Of course. But I can call him, can't I?" I nodded, as we arrived in the final room of the factory. The packing room. I will never get the smell of cheese out of my clothes, will I? "What's that smell?" Roly asked, scrunching his nose up.

"Your socks?" Tom joked. I rolled my eyes, as Olga explained,

"It's cheese. The National food of Boldovia. We would like each of you to have a momento of your visit here today. Like your Blackpool rock, our Boldovian Cheese Rock has writing running through it." A tray of cheeses were then given out, by Stella? What's she doing here? Oh, are we here for a mission? I looked at my piece of cheese and discovered a message. 'rendezvous at 905 Splakstrasse'. Sounds fun. It appears my teammates have the same note. I guess it's Mission on.

AN: And I'm gonna leave it there! Hope you enjoyed!