Chapter Seven- Purple

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So after that battle with Magma, the place was ... not severely damaged, but it took four weeks to fix. I swear there are stupid people on my team.

"Now listen up! We can't let this happen again!" I yelled at the other five as we had just finished. Now that I think of it... Dammit Drew, where are you?"The CIA have seven agents, I'm guessing, to counteract with us. So a good training is in order." And all of a sudden, not one but two Drew's appear.

"J, there's an impostor Drew in the building." Both Drews said. I sighed.

"Okay, there can only be one real Drew."

"I'm the real Drew!" They yelled in unison.

"Let's test this. Only the real Drew would know the way to react to this. I'll ask you two a few questions. One; When's my birthday?"

"A week before mine." The first Drew answered.

"December 11th." The second one answered.

"Okay. You're both correct. Two; who's my favorite rapper?"

"Eminem." The two said in unison.

"Fine...uh... what else?" I thought for a while before Johnny interrupted my thoughts.

"Why don't you ask them both your bra size. The real one should know that." Johnny smiled an evil smirk. I was about to punch him in the face, but not before one of the Drew's necklace was glowing.

"I know who the real Drew is." I said triumphantly. I pointed to the Drew whose necklace was glowing."It's you." The other Drew looked dumbfounded.

"How would you know?!" The impostor asked. Devon stepped up.

"I can answer that. My bro has a very dirty mind. And I know he has feelings for J. So when Jonathan suggested that she should ask if either of you knew her bra size, it turned him on, making his necklace glow. You failed to put that into thought, impostor. That is how she found out." Devon fixed his glasses."That, and Drew can't remember exact dates of anything. Now who are you?" The impostor started to laugh. Smoke filled the room before a new person appeared. He looked around ten or eleven. His hair was spiky and black. His eyes were an eerie purple. His skin was a dark brown. He wore a black robe.

"I am Psycho."

"Yes we know you are psycho, impostor!" Drew interrupted."Now what's your name?"

"My name is Psycho, dimwit!" Psycho yelled.

"That's a stupid name. But why are you here?" Drew continued."Impostor!"

"Stop calling me an imposter. Do you think I enjoyed being you? No."

"Why?" Johnny asked."Oh! Do you copy everything of Drew?"

"Yeah." Psych answered.

"Is his dick small? I wanna rub it in his face when you say yes." I looked at Drew and he gave a mean looking scowl to Johnny.

"No. It's average. Bigger than the average white boy's. But not by much cause the white boy already usually has a tiny dick. His is large for his kind. But it is still just average." Psycho explained. Drew first gave an I told you so glance to Johnny. Johnny pouted and mumbled a few words that I seemed to have caught. It went.

"Stupid ass kid. Don't know shit." Then I saw Drew look at me and smile. I caught a thought in his head.

You already knew that. I knew you did. And I had to keep myself from blushing. But a smile did surpass me. A smile and the slight glow of my own necklace.

"That's all for now, Suits. We'll be testing you. You don't know when. Don't know how. But as the leader of the Mage Agents, I, Psycho, promise that." Smoke rose in the air and Psycho started to disappear."We're illusionists, J. What you see, it may not be real." Psycho disappeared without a trace.

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