Somewhere in Athens, Greece, a character of Floyd walks down the streets, yawning as he walks the streets. His hair is all white, styled as Troye Sivan, and tied in a ponytail. He wears a black shirt with the words, "I'm Gay, and I'm Proud!" with trousers, high lace boots, Floyd's earrings, two silver nose rings, and black eyeshadow goth style. He goes by the undercover name Tyler Sivan, but his real name is Floyd Astin, lead operator of the Timberlake Europe Division, Master of Disguise, Top Negotiator, and Torturement Expert.
He walked up to a coffee stand and said, "Ένας Espresso Freddo, παρακαλώ."
"Μάλιστα, κύριε," said the female Techno employee.
As Floyd waits, he notices that the citizens walking by have bags under their eyes, walk like zombies, and are weak and unable to carry anything on themselves.
"Mé sygchoreite, katalavaino what iii athena einai ena meros pou den kimatai pote, allow auto pou kitazo auti to stigmi einai ligo polly," said Floyd.
The coffee maker hands Floyd is coffee and said, "Έχω παρατηρήσει, πάρα πολύ, κύριε. Έζησα τόσο καιρό στην Αθήνα και ποτέ δεν περίμενα ότι οι άνθρωποι θα ήταν τόσο εξαντλημένοι. Ακόμα και οι συνάδελφοί μου που μετά τον καφέ τους είναι ακόμα κουρασμένοι."
The employee points to her co-workers, who, too, have droopy eyes and are being slow at work.
"Ποια ερώτηση θα θέλατε να απαντήσετε: Είναι κάποιος από τους άνδρες συναδέλφους σας ελεύθερος ή εργάζονται νυχτερινές βάρδιες?" Floyd asks.
"Εντάξει, θα πάω με τη δεύτερη ερώτηση. Μόνο οι μισοί από αυτούς το κάνουν," the employee answered.
When a child accidentally bumps into a tired individual, the child suddenly starts to feel tired and walks like a zombie. Floyd is so shocked to see what has happened that he takes out his phone to dial.
He then said, "Hello? Branchie? Yeah, it's me—the dark one in pink in Europe. Unfortunately, I got most of my employees occupied with their work. Do you have anyone available at home base?"
In their usual outfits at Arlington, TX, the Star Angels walk into a Starbucks as they yawn.
"That's it. No more nightly hacking practices around midnight," said Poppy.
"There's only one thing that can energize us to our original selves: coffee," said Barb.
Fuzzbert works at the register and is ready to take the girls' orders.
"Howdy, Fuzzbert. The usuals, please," said Delta.
Fuzzbert nodded for another Fuzzling Troll to show with drinks in the Star Angels' colors.
"Thank you for the coffee. Here's your pay," said Wani, who pays at the counter.
The Star Angels started to drink their coffees and take their seats. Fuzzbert notices a ringing phone and answers it.
"Hello, Fuzzbert. Bring in the Star Angels," said Branchie's voice.
Fuzzbert hands to type on the cash register with his hair and to unlock the hidden button inside it. With one push, the Star Angels's spot flipped over so they'd fall in the hatch. The Star Angels screamed while their coffees came out of their cups. The Star Angels landed in their superiors' office seats, the Chill Cherubs. Their coffees land back in their cups, amusing them.
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Branchie's Angels
AventuraBranch created this story series. It's about 8 woman spies who go on missions that work for the Timberlake Agency run by a mysterious person who calls himself, Branchie. They are a team called the Star Angels. As they deal with missions, they have a...
