Melting the Darkness in Shirakage Mouse's Heart

A/N 2018: I did promise that I would post this story that I had mentioned about in one of my journals after I had returned home from AnimeNext weekend earlier. Sorry if the fanfiction cover picture is just a temporary prototype at the moment. It was all I could create under short notice, due to very low alcohol levels in my brain chemistry, and crucial story plot details that I've taken from the beginning of the Reboot DM episode, "Agent 58".

Melting the Darkness in Shirakage Mouse's Heart

"Chief," Penfold began crossly at Danger Mouse in the kitchen. "I believe it's best that you don't program the Danger Flat's laser guns to activate in all of the bedrooms, for your personal Saturday morning alarm and workout session." He also pointed to his charred self. "And I don't think it's fair that your best friend or the other Danger Agents should get dragged into the reality of having their beds be set on fire too."

But the grinning white mouse agent waved a dismissive and confident hand to the hamster in spectacles. "Nonsense, Penfold. Aside from the fact that the Secret Service has to buy new mattresses for HQ every Sunday, I really don't see a reason why the rest of my fellow agents should sleep in safely, except for me alone."

Suddenly, Colonel K's hologram popped up in front of the two inseparable rodents.

"Ah, DM. Had a good Saturday morning workout before breakfast again? Well, you two better eat up. I'm assigning you a very crucial mission, on behalf of a special request." The chinchilla then averted his gaze and frowned. "Or was it an urgent favor...?" Deciding to ignore his scatterbrained memory, he resumed discussing the matter politely again. "Well, anyway, Jeopardy Mouse needs your help, DM."

Danger Mouse's eye widened as his face lit up happily. "Ha! We'll be on our way to New York soon, Colonel. What's the disaster? Hydrant? Quark? Prof. Ham Hams?"

Colonel K answered with a pleasant smirk. "Actually, DM... Jeopardy Mouse will be arriving here to our HQ to deliver the mission to you personally."

DM furrowed his brow in confusion. "Huh...?"
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"BABYSITTING!!?" He argued in utter disbelief at his American rival agent on the settee. "My mission is to babysit your foster cousin, Jeopardy Mouse!!?"

The brown furred purple haired mouse rolled her eyes at him, as if his outrage wasn't bothering her in the slightest. "Trust me. If I had it my way, you would be the last thing on this planet that I'd offer this mission to.

"But it's not like my cousin's a child, Danger Mouse," she retorted defensively. "Another reason for her to be in London is for her new job offer in the city. She's an excellent scientist with three majors in Psychology, Botany, and Chemistry. And I'm sure Professor Squawkencluck won't have any opposition in letting Prof. Shirakage Mouse bunk here with you."

DM rolled his eyes and sighed. "Good Grief. Just what we need: A boffin studied mouse to nerd out with Squawk."

Penfold, however, gasped in fear as he melodramatically placed his paws to his specks. "Jeopardy Mouse, your foster cousin is The Prof. Shirakage Mouse...!? As in, 'the brilliantly smart, but devilishly tempered Japanese Tailed White Mouse, whose draconian, wicked sense of humor made her notorious enough for the world to ban her from ever becoming a Secret Agent for Japan', Prof. Shirakage Mouse!!?"

Jeopardy Mouse deadpanned. "Yeah. That's her, Penfold."

He went into a terrified panic. "Aw, Crumbs! Not her!! I sometimes wonder how her temperamental reputation hasn't branded her as a villain by the world yet!!"

"'Shirakage...'" DM mulled over the name. "Doesn't her name mean 'White Shadow' in Japanese? And how on Earth is a rare breed of white mice related to your family, Jeopardy?"