A/N: So, I hope you enjoy the story! If anything, please let me know before I get too deep in the story! Please leave a review, if you don't mind! Thank you, everybody!
D/C: I don't own Wild Kratts. [QQ intensifies}
"Well, what do you think?" Aviva pulled the giant hand mirror into Koki's prim face.
"Whoa..." Koki breathed. "Is that...me?"
"Yep," Aviva giggled.
"Wow..." Koki gingerly felt her hair, never really knowing the extent of her hair.
Her usual afro was magically replaced with long, sleek, straight black hair that slightly curved inwards. Her hair practically reached her elbows. It spilled over the pink chiton she donned. Her eyes had a very light layer of red shimmer eyeshadow. Her lips were a light brown, maybe with just a hint of pink. She wore just slightest bit of powder on her cheeks. From her ears hung grape-like clusters of ivory white pearls, glowing dully in the light of Aviva's room.
"I can't believe it..." Koki moved her head to the left and right, watching the flat hair shift and shimmy. "You're the greatest! Thank you so much!"
Koki hugged her standing friend.
"De nada," Aviva giggled. "Now, the Kratt bros should be here in an hour or so."
"Oh, I can't wait! Where will they take us, you think?" Koki stood up.
"I don't know!" Aviva held up her hands in a shrug."Somewhere fancy, but not expensive, I bet!"
"Do you think we overdid it?" Koki smoothed her dress on her lap. "I mean, I feel a bit too primped up."
"Don't worry, I bet Chris and Martin are wearing matching blazers or something," Aviva chuckled.
"Yeah, you're right. They seem to like blazers all of a sudden, don't they?" Koki pointed, allowing Aviva to sit in the chair.
"Hm, I've noticed that, too!" Aviva let Koki brush her hair like a doll. "And another thing, I was at their place to help Chris on an essay a few days ago, and he had get something from his closet for Martin. He opened the closet, and I saw a bunch of gym bags."
"What?" Koki stopped brushing. "I know the guys work out a bunch, but a closet full of gym bags?"
"I asked Chris what was with the bags, but he just got a bit nervous and changed the subject!" Aviva continued.
"That's weird," Koki furrowed her eyebrows together. "But it is the Kratt brothers. I guess anything goes with them."
"Yeah, but, they've been acting strangely since Chris finished college, and Martin getting his master's," Aviva grabbed the brush from Koki's still hand and began to run the bristles through her hair.
"Maybe that's the reason why," Koki shrugged. "But, anyway, what do you think Chris'll give you this time?"
"'This time?' What do you mean by that?" Aviva whipped her head around to her friend at the doorway.
"Oh, c'mon, Aviva," Koki giggled. "Chris always gets you something nice. Back on New Year's Eve, he gave you a kiss on the cheek. Valentine's Day, a chunk of rose quartz from his rock collection! Last time we went out with them, he gave you a tennis bracelet! You know, the one you're wearing now?"
"But it's nice, don't you think?" Aviva grabbed the peridot bracelet around her wrist. "I mean, Martin got you an aquamarine tennis bracelet, and you're wearing that now!"
"Martin didn't give any other gifts to me," Koki rolled her eyes. "Aviva, you're missing the point! I'm thinking, Chris likes you."
"Koki!" Aviva laughed. "You make it sound like we're in middle school! Chris cherishes our friendship, that's all!"
"Mmhmm, sure," Koki grinned. "And I walk around with just one shoe under a half blue sky!"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Aviva asked, smile wide.
"It means, that's not the whole story! Just wait, you'll see," Koki smirked, walking out of Aviva's room.
"Wow, nice bling," Martin smiled with his mouth half open. "She'll love it!"
The two brothers wore light wool blazers, Martin in a navy blue and Chris in a dark olive green, over simple black v-neck t-shirts. Martin left his blazer open while Chris buttoned a button. Martin wore black jeans with his while Chris wore dark blue jeans. Martin decided to bring out his old combat boots and Chris tried to match with black high-tops with white soles.
"And I was worried it wouldn't come in in time!" Chris closed the necklace box. "We just had to check everywhere for where you requested to put it"
"Yeah!" Martin chuckled. "I guess I should write these spots down next time."
"Doesn't matter now, we better leave in about ten minutes. Did you get Koki anything?" Chris asked.
"Do you think that feathered hat will work?" Martin asked goofily.
"If what you want to work is her hitting you in the face with it, sure!" Chris chuckled in reply. "Why don't you give the necklace to Aviva?"
"Uh, no," Martin gently pushed back the box Chris held out to him. "You spent at least $100 on it."
"Are you sure?" Chris raised a brow.
"Positive," Martin chuckled in reply. "Aviva will love it more than anything. Now, shall we get going?"
"Definitely," Chris laughed. "Let's go!"
The two brothers left through their front door and into their car, a sleek and shiny black mini-SUV. Chris was surprised how much Martin had cleaned their car up. It was an off-roader, and Martin loved going anywhere and everywhere with it. Just yesterday, Martin had leaped out of it, and Chris thought his older brother gave the car a new layer of paint.
"Alright, how did you do it?" Chris sighed as he sat down in the leather passenger seat.
"Easy! Took it to through the car wash five times! That mud was caked onto the car, dude!" Martin laughed as he started the engine.
"Wait just a second, five times?" Chris looked at his brother, gawking.
"Yeah, went through a pond quite a few times yesterday," Martin pulled back out of the driveway to their small house with a bright smile on his face. "It was totally worth it."
"Were the five times through the car wash worth it?" Chris smirked.
"Nope," Martin smiled as he continued driving. "Definitely not worth the cleaning."
Chris only chuckled as Martin drove out of their neighborhood. Aviva and Koki lived not too far away. Their college grounds had to be at least a 20 minute drive if traffic wasn't too bad. Their record time from their house to Koki and Aviva's place was 16 minutes, 42 seconds. Martin sped through at least 2 different yellow lights that turned red right as their car passed. It wasn't legal, just very, very risky. Chris could've sworn he saw a police car trailing them that day.
"Where do you think they'll think we're takin' 'em?" Martin asked, driving along.
"We'll just have to see what they're wearing, and that'll tell us everything," Chris half-smiled as he pulled out his phone, hearing the ping of a new message.
Are you guys on your way?
"How long will it be till we get there?" Chris asked, looking up from his phone.
"Chris, we just left! Just say 10 minutes," Martin lifted a hand away from the wheel for emphasis.
Chris quickly put in the message to reply to Aviva. Just as he hit send, an email notification popped up on the screen.
From: the AAAA
Agent M and CK, the Association would like to notify you that you, based on your actions of your first mission, do not seem to be in the position of Assassin. Tomorrow, please come to the HQ for a brief interview with Agent Quintessence.
"Uh, Martin..." Chris didn't take his eyes off the email. "We're meeting up with Agent Quintessence."
"Th-the boss?!" Martin turned to stare at his brother.
"You shouldn't have hesitated!" Chris put his face into his left hand. "We might get fired from the Association!"
"Chris, what are you saying?" Martin asked, horrified. "If anybody gets fired, they get killed!"
"I know," Chris shook his head.
"Oh, you were the best little bro I ever had," Martin put a hand on Chris' shoulder.
"Martin, I was your only little brother!" Chris chuckled nervously. "Besides, it could be other things!"
"What does it say?" Martin asked, looking back to the road.
"Just says that Agent Quint knows that we can't kill, or rather, you can't kill," Chris shut off his phone and shoving it down his pocket.
"It's not like I can't..." Martin started. "I just..."
"Don't have the heart?" Chris offered to complete. "You're perfectly physically capable of doing it. You just don't want to. Don't worry, bro, I didn't like killing the guy now either."
"We're pulling up to their house, Chris," Martin began to pull up to the quaint two story white brick house of Aviva and Koki.
"Ready!" Chris pulled out the necklace box from an inside pocket from his blazer.
"Save it for the date, little bro!" Martin pulled the keys out, unlocking the doors.
"Right, right," Chris put it back into the inside pocket.
"You ready, Chris?" Martin opened the driver side door.
"Ready as I'll ever be," Chris returned his brother's eager smile and the two stepped out of their door.
"Where are we going?!"
"Is it somewhere expensive?"
"What kind of food will there be?"
"What do you think of our dresses?"
"Is anybody going that you didn't tell us?"
To everyone of the girls' questions, the brothers replied in unison,"You'll see!"
The sun was finally nearing the distant horizon at seven in the evening. The boys had a reservation at a Brazilian steakhouse, knowing that it was one of Aviva's favorites and one of Koki's bucket list places. Martin and Chris exchanged a smile with each other, eager to see the girls' faces when they arrive.