Two Spies and A Teen in disguise (Walter X Reader)

I need to disappear

Lance takes a sharp turn and looks behind him to see the searching crew pass by him. He then lets out a sigh of relief. He then grips the steering wheel and begins to rack his brain for ideas. "All right Sterling." He talks to himself. "Somebody knows about Robot Hand." He confirms to himself. 

He needed to think of a plan to clear his name and he needs to do it fast before Joy does something to her. He knows that Joy would never hurt her, but that Agent Marcy doesn't seem like the type to hold back on getting answers. 

Lance then slumps back into his seat, and sighs. "Who?" He asks. A spark of realization flashes through his eyes. "Kimura." He remembers. Lance then looks at his car console and gives the orders. "Find Kimura." 

The screen lights up and a model of the earth appears. "Tracking Katsu Kimura." The car says. Satellites around the world then point out a location." Lance repeats as Kimura continues. "I'm trying to lay low!"

Sirens are heard from above and lance tenses. Once the sound is gone, the man grunts. "I need to disappear." He mutters to himself. His eyes widen and repeat the word in the same manner as someone he met not too long ago.

Lance then scrolls through the contact lists of all the employees until he finds one that has the word "terminated" Across the picture. "Bingo. Lance says. "Hope you got your pants on, Wilbur," Lance says and gets the address.

Over at WALTER'S house, said boy sets down a box full of his stuff from his work and walks deeper into the house, passing by many pictures of younger him and his mother. Walter sighs heavily. "I miss you, mom." He speaks. He then passes a case of an American flag used to have in memory of an honorable officer.

Walter sits down at the dining table, a box of Chinese food in front of him. A beautiful female pigeon wakes up and notices her owner looking down, so she flies over, lands on his shoulder, and nuzzles her head on his. Walter smiles before looking back glumly to the screen playing a woman crying hard while holding a metal fence in support.

A man speaking Korean is heard and the crying woman begins to smile. Walter's face soon turns into an emotional look while the woman looks back, eyes wide and glimmering.

(I can't stop crying, and I don't know what they're saying. IS ANYONE ELSE HAVING THE NEED TO CRY HARD?!?!)

A man walks out of the shadows. He swiftly takes off his glasses and speaks in Korean.

(Okay. I'm okay, now.)

The two people hug each other, fireworks bursting in the background, and the two bawl their eyes off. Hearts swarm over the two, making the atmosphere more beautiful.

(No, I'm not. WAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!)

"See, Lovey?" Walter asks with tears streaming down his cheeks. "Some dreams do come true."

A beeping is heard, snapping Walter out of it. "Okay, okay." He pulls on his oven mitts. He then goes to the device and taps a few buttons. He then watches all bored ad his device produces a strange substance. Walter gently grabs the substance and talks aloud to no one in particular. "Commencing bio-dynamic concealment test number 83, batch 5."

Walter gives it a shake and gasps that the glowing reaction. "Exothermic reaction." He notes and shakes the vial more. "That's an exothermic reaction." Walter then goes over to his beautiful pet, all happy. "Uh, Lovey, could I borrow a feather, please?" Walter asks. The pigeon coos and ruffles a feather out from her. Walter grabs the feather with tweezers. "Thank you." He tells her and goes back to the vial. 

He then returns and drops a few treats in front of her. "Here's a little something." He tells the pigeon, who begins eating the treats.

Walter carefully drops the feather into an empty beaker. He then sighs. "If this works, they'll have to give me my job back." He then pulls out a mitt, opens the vial, and pours the substance into the beaker. After a few drops, the beaker filled the brim with green foam. The foam dissolves into a green liquid, and the feather begins to spin around in the center. The feather soon disappears, and the liquid turns clear. Walter stares at the beaker in astonishment. "No way." He speaks. "It worked!" He repeats and hops around the room in joy. He turns around to be met with Lance leaning close to him. "I need to disappear." He says simply.

Walter gets scared and jumps back, nearly spilling the beaker. He stumbles and gets tangled in the wires of one of his machines. 'What... How did you..." he trails off in a high-pitched voice. he coughs and speaks in a lower voice. "What's up?" he asks as Lance walks around the room.

"Okay, listen. That next-generation concealment tech you were talking about, earlier... you wouldn't have happened to have it on hand, would you?" Lance asks as his eyes dart around the room, his eyes stay on a picture of Walter and his mom a bit longer.

"I would happen to have it, IN hand," Walter replies and taps the beaker. "Show it to me." Lance orders. "Sure, um... Well, can I offer you a drink? I got water, Soylent drinkable meal replacement" Lance, already tired of this, grabs the beaker and downs it all. He then puts the drink back into Walter's hand. "Mm. Good. We had a drink. So, what are we talking about, here?" Lance asks.

Walter slowly looks from the glass to Lance, feeling panic overcome him. "Light bending suit? Adaptive response silicon." The goggles resting on Walter's head bounce off and lands in the beaker as Lance continues. Lance gags a little. "Diet stuff has a weird aftertaste. What's the tech?" Walter turns his back on Lance. "Um... Well, you just drank it." Walter tells Lance. "Drank what?" lance asks. "The tech," Walter responds and goes into a panic state. "Now it's gone. Yup."

Lovey flies in front of the lance, catching his attention. "Why do you have a pigeon in here?" He asks. "Yeah, okay, that's just Lovey. She's, my roommate." Walter points to her before mumbling about how bad this is. "No, it's not." He realizes. "It's amazing. It's science. Here we go." The then presses a button on his watch. he then shows a strand of DNA. "You just drank an ingestible formula that uses a CRISPR-Cas9 genetic editor resequencing your DNA at a molecular level," Walter explains as the DNA strand changes. He shuts down the watch and strikes a pose. "Science rocks." He says while posing.

"Wow. Okay, here's what I need you to do. Pretend like you're a normal person talking to a much cooler normal person." Lance says in a sarcastic excited tone. Walter understands and points to his watch. "In precisely 45 seconds, you will transform into a pigeon," he says simply as Lovey lands and rests on the boy's head.

The room goes silent before Lance speaks up. "I'm out." And head to the back door.