Secret Agents

Chapter 3: Just The Beginning

"Ahhh the Mission Center, the only place in the HQ that makes you think you're at a rock concert." Anthony finally muttered as he caught eye of Agent P.

Agent P was standing in the middle of the Mission Center looking at a huge screen full of mission given by the Lair-Runners.

He also had a huge microphone near him, calling an agent who he thought would be good enough to complete it.

"Agent P!"

Agent P turned around and saw Anthony.

"Welcome back Agent Padilla, haven't seen you for a good month now." The platypus replied.

"I guess so."

"So, what brings?"

"Just wanted to ask if there was a mission I could go on, in the mood to almost kill myself right now." Anthony said.

Agent P peered up at the screen and stared at the missions.

"Don't know which one needs a great agent like you Padilla."

The two stood there, watching more and more missions leaving and entering the screen.

"For right now, just walk around the place and get used to the scurrying environments if you and Hecox are gonna be here for a while."

"Yeah, Ian's gotta catch up on his research."

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The Lair-Runners were hard at work.

Some were interviewing criminals brought in by the agents.

Some were just hanging out drinking coffee.

And then, you had most of them, researching their butts off.

Twilight was still sitting at her desk, reading the same book Ian and Anthony interrupted her from.

She was still secretly kinda scared of them.

Anthony could kick butt since he was one of the top YouTuber agents, and then Ian, she'd seen Ian punch someone straight in the face, knocking him out cold.

Thank god it was a villain.

But even though it was only villains they attacked, what if she got mad at them and they had to knock her out.

What terribleness would that be?

But right now, her sorta fear of Smosh wasn't in play, for she was trapped in the mysteries of her book.

She even tested some of the cool, easy spells with her coffee cup.

Suddenly, while she was practicing a spell that looked really awesome, a red alert flashed off her computer.

Dropping her coffee mug and throwing her book on the ground, she scanned the message on her laptop reading: Beetle Fight: Answer.

"Who's Beetle Fight?" she asked herself as she threw on a pair of headphones and answered the call, nervously.

"Is this Princess Twilight?" the person on the other line creepily asked.

"Y...Yes." Twilight nodded trying not looking afraid or sounding afraid.

"Let me tell you something Princess. You know that little agency of yours Cartoon/YouTube Force?"

"Y...Yes." Twilight repeated.

"Tell your little leader Perry that I'm going to destroy his little agency once and for all."

"Wait! What?!"

"That's right Princess, this little underground lair of yours will be gone in two ways, but of course I can't tell you."

"Tell me right this minute!" Twilight yelled finally regaining confidence.

But the person hung up.

Immediately, Twilight began research this "Beetle Fight" guy and easily found an article on him.

Twilight read through it, and once she was completed, she froze.

"Agent P, we've got a code red, I repeat: A CODE RED!"