Chapter 3

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The guy didn't even care to ask about how they knew the girl. But as soon as he reached to his belt, Roxy snapped.

"Don't you dare. I know you're carrying some kind of weapon, most likely at least one gun, and if you dare harm her, I won't bother taking you out myself – I'll hand you over to him," She nodded at Eggsy, who managed to finally tear his gaze away from Irene long enough to see what the guy was doing.

"He couldn't, even if he wanted to." Merlin interrupted as they all looked at him. "There's a person right where you're aiming." The guy turned and saw that he was indeed aiming at the girl. Just as he adjusted the pistol however, the door opened.

"Stop!" A woman was in the doorway. She had tanned skin, brown hair and eyes and was donned in a white shirt, a black vest, black bell bottom pants, heels and glasses. She held an umbrella in her hand.

"Their story checked out." She chucked the umbrella to the guy. "I opened our Doomsday scenario locker, and that umbrella was in it." The guy flipped the umbrella in his hand and saw the word 'KINGSMAN' on it but the S was drawn out in two lines. "Kingsman. It's got our logo on it."

While explaining, the woman had grabbed three towels from a nearby cupboard and had helped Merlin, Eggsy and Roxy dry themselves. "I'm really sorry." She had a rather long stare-down with Merlin while saying that.

The guy laughed in disbelief. "My apologies, folks. I hope there ain't no hard feelings. I was just doin' my job." Roxy looked at him in disbelief. *What job?*

"Welcome to Statesman, independent intelligence agency. Just like y'all, I reckon. But our founders went into the booze business, thank the sweet Lord above." *Oh!* Roxy then understood. Those guys were like them.

"This is Ginger Ale." The guy motioned to the woman that entered. "She's our strategy executive."

The woman smiled nervously. "Hello."

"I'm Agent Tequila." *So, our codenames are knights, their codenames are... drinks?* Roxy's thoughts were interrupted by Eggsy speaking, "This is where you untie us."

After the zip-ties were cut, Eggsy and Merlin bolted out of the room to the room next door. Roxy didn't know Irene as well as they did, so she decided to stay behind.

She picked up whispering between Tequila and Ginger. "These fellas right there are our doomsday protocol?"

"Turns out our founder's tailor was Kingsman."

"Well, we at least would not have threatened to set your balls on fire." Roxy told Tequila dryly, partly to see how cute he looked when he flushed and awkwardly started swinging the umbrella.

"I was just doing my job?" he offered.

Roxy just crossed her arms.

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Eggsy had almost entered the room next door when he saw the door open and the person he was most excited to see walk out. He quickly ran up to her and wrapped her up in a back hug. But before he could even say 'Guess who', his foot was stomped on and he was elbowed in the face.

Letting out a yowl, he doubled over in pain, clutching his face. Chloe turned around and got in a fighting stance, but she recognized the person and her eyes widened.

"You fucking idiot!" She yelled, helping him up. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Nice to see you too Chloe." Eggsy groaned out. After his vision cleared, he took a good look at her. It had been a year since he had last seen her.

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