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𝚁𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 . . .

Location: 𝚄𝚗𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 . . .
Time: 𝚄𝚗𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 . . .

████ Agent 1: Mayday! Mayday! Requesting backup at ██████.
████ Agent 2: We failed to secure the ██████, mission abort.
████ Agent 3: Someone or some𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 managed to wipe out most of our unit...
████ Agent 4: Please hurry, lots of people are injured.
████ Agent 1: Hey guys do you see tha-

A gigantic wave of light begins to consume the city below and is fast approaching them

████ Agent 3: OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?
████ Agent 2: TAKE COVER!!
████ Agent 4: 𝘼𝘼𝘼𝙃𝙃𝙃𝙃𝙃𝙃𝙃𝙃𝙃𝙃!!!
████ Agent 3: OH MY GOD, BOB-

𝚁𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙴𝚗𝚍 . . .

"......."

The room fell silent as the video ended.

"How are the affected agent's and civilian's doing?" A voice spoke, finally breaking the silence.

"So far, not looking so good. They're all in serious danger, their bodies are killing them from the inside."

"......."

"How much time do they have left?"

"Best estimate is, less than a week."

"Do we have a lead on some sort of treatment or cure?"

"Sort of-"

"Out with it then, we're out of options and lives' are at stake."

"Alright then, first off, we'll need the ██████. We can try to reverse its effects with the ████ takedown machine and-"

"Are you kidding me? He already attempted to get the ██████ yesterday and failed. It's too risky."

"But at this point we don't have a choice now do we?"

"......."

"Then looks like this will have to be a joint operation involving all of us."

"That sure seems like our only option; however, what about ██? He was the first one exposed to this "light wave phenomenon"; isn't he severely injured? He is crucial for this mission's success."

"Surprisingly, no. We ran full tests on him, and he was healthy; he even helped the agents retreat safely."

"Then, if he was healthy, why on robloxia's blocky surface isn't he here in the damn meeting?!"

"He said he got tired and left early."

Everyone collectively let out a sigh, as they all began to prepare for the mission of a lifetime.

𝚁𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙴𝚗𝚍 . . .

"How peculiar..."

The mysterious figure said after watching the video.

"It appears they're already attempting to take the crystal."

"Hah...and even after fighting head on with that damned- argh.." The mysterious figure began to clutch its arm out of pain.

"Mark my words, you will all pay the price for the suffering you have caused."

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Location: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚝
Time: 𝟽:𝟹𝟶 𝙿𝚖

"𝘐𝘮 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥..."

"IM SO FUCKING DEAD"

You thought to yourself after seeing the huge amount of robux required to pay this month's bills.

"WHY THE HELL DID I SPEND ALL THAT ROBUX ON MICROTRANSACTIONS?!" You curse yourself out in anger.

You began to shuffle your blocky body over to the conveniently placed desk next to the aesthetically pleasing window looking over the district.

"I'll need money, and fast," you said as you opened your laptop and began to search for different options to make money quickly. Unfortunately for you, all the search results appear to be poorly written scams.

"A fake robux generator.... a fake robux giveaway.... classes on how to become "rich and famous"? for 1000 robux a week? It just keeps on going...."

As you kept scrolling past the various poorly designed scam websites, you unfortunately began to realize that there is only one option left.

'I need a job...'

You began to search for a job that pays decently without requiring a lot of skill and effort.

After some time searching, you finally found a job that suits you: an assistant; however, you are stunned to see who your future employer could be.

'Dancing Banana? WAIT THE DANCING BANANA?!' You couldn't believe what you were staring at. 

Dancing Banana, the CEO of Shovelware Studio's. You recognized him almost immediately due to the impact he'd had on the internet years ago as a very popular meme. 

Shovelware Studio's would later make a name for themselves by making very popular games in the "obbies" genre. However, the games were taken down a few years ago due to unknown reasons...

'Heh. Imagine how funny it would be if I were to get hired by one of the internet's original meme icons; it would be the funniest shit I've ever seen.' You thought to yourself.

However, as soon as you began to think about it in a more serious manner, you began to really consider applying for the job.

"I mean... it pays well, and the application process seems easy and straightforward..."

You sigh as you give in to the enticing offer placed before you and begin to enter your information on the website.

Job Application submitted! Thank you for your application.

'It's definitely worth a shot; it's not like I'd get hired anyway; they're probably going to hire someone more capable than me," You thought to yourself as you closed your laptop.

A few days passed with no response, so you begrudgingly began to restart your search for another job.

Until one faithful day...

*Ring!*

You wake up to your phone ringing; however, being the lazy person that you are, you fall back asleep.

*Ring! Ring!*

You continue to ignore the ringing.

*Ring! Ring! Ring!*

...you still continue to ignore the ringing.

*RINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRING-!*

"WHO THE HELL IS CALLING THIS EARLY!?" You angrily snapped back at your violently ringing phone. 

To get the annoying sound to stop, you answer the phone.

"Hello? Is this: *Your Face Here*?"

You were surprised at how young the caller sounded.

"Yeah, why?"

"I'm calling on behalf of Shovelware Studio's to inquire about that job application you sent a few days ago."

'No way...' you thought to yourself.

"We would like you to come in for a formal job interview this Friday."

"Oh- yeah sure- uh where will we meet for it?"

"Shovelware Studio's Hollywood Office,10 a.m. Sharp, just state your name to the security guard, and he will escort you."

"Okay, thank you- I'll be ther-"

*Beep! Beep!*

'Ah they hung up..'

You didn't know what to think. Happy? amazed? or just plain baffled at the fact that you could be working for a sentient banana.

However, you couldn't resist the golden opportunity just placed before you.

'Guess I've got to rehearse what to say for the interview....'

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Location: 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚘'𝚜 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝙾𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎
Time: 𝟿:𝟺𝟻 𝚊𝚖

There you were, a lowly Robloxian, standing in front of what could determine your future and perhaps if you're going to eat next month.

'Jeez, why do I feel so nervous? It's just a job interview!' 

You took a deep breath as you marched inside the tall building with the most confidence you could muster at the moment.

You were taken aback by how chaotic the office was at the moment: papers flying everywhere, janitors working overtime to clean the office, and various script writers looking like they hadn't slept in years.

'Right, I forgot he had a famous gameshow, he must be very busy.' You remembered after doing even more research on the company.

'Now where is this "security guard" I need to look out for?' 

You began to scan the room to find anything that resembled a security guard.

"Hello, are you? *Your Face Here*?"

You turn around to see a donut that looks like a cop staring at you.

"Yes, are you here to escort me?" 

"Yes, please follow me." 

You began to follow the "donut-cop" to an elevator. As you both got in, the elevator began to move upward towards the top of the building.

*Ding!*

"This is your stop; just go past those doors at the end of the hallway. Goodluck"

"T-Thank you..." You responded nervously.

The doors to the elevator close again behind you, you have unfortunately sealed your faith.

'Well, here goes nothing..." You thought to yourself as you briskly walked towards the doors and pushed them open.

The room that awaited you was filled with splendor: a penthouse-style office with glass covering the roundish celling and a grand desk in the middle, followed by some couches. You were so amazed that you didn't realize the little fellow sitting behind the desk.

"Well, hello there!" A cheery voice greets you out of nowhere.

"O-Oh, H-hi!" You responded with a surprised tone.

"You must be *Your Face Here* right? I'm pleased to meet you! Please sit over here." He proceeds to point at the couches, gesturing for you to sit down.

You sat down on one of the couches as the dancing banana sat across from you on the other couch.

"Would you like anything? Water? Tea? Or do you prefer juice?" 

"Water, please."

"Alright!" 

The banana stood up from his seat and walked away, later coming back with a tray consisting of a water jug and some cups. He set down the tray and sat back down on the couch.

As you poured yourself water, he began to open his mouth to speak again.

"So, shall we start this interview?" He said with a smile.

'Heh?'  You blinked your eyes repeatedly in disbelief after what he had just said.

'SO, HES THE INTERVIEWER?!  You thought to yourself as you began to slightly panic.

"Uh, *Your Face Here*? Hello? Your glass..."

You snapped out of your thoughts as you heard dancing banana's voice.

"Oh-" You realized a little too late that you have overfilled your glass of water.

"Are you nervous?" He asks.

"No, I... just always give 110%! haha..." You say awkwardly.

"Haha! That's the spirit! Let us begin." He proceeded to pull out a bunch of paperwork as he began the interview.

"So, tell me about yourself."

"Ah- well.. I recently moved to the Robloxian District from my old town of Bloxburg."

"I've heard of Bloxburg for a while now. Is it a nice place?"

"Yes, it is! Not long before I left, they started doing renovations on the old gym, and it has a really nice beach."

"How impressive! Maybe I should build a holiday home over there." He responded curiously.

"Alright, next question: do you have any other work experience?"

"I've had experience running various types of tycoons; I even ran a very successful restaurant tycoon awhile back."

"Ooh~"

"It got so successful that I started another one!" You mentioned proudly; after all, if you want to land this job, you'd have to impress him.

"Then, if it was so successful... why are you looking for a job right now?" 

"Ah... w-well- I Just found it a little boring and left that venture." You answered sheepishly.

"I see..." He said as he clicked his pen.

'Cmon! Pull it together! What else did I do that was impressive? Uh....' You thought to yourself in panic.

"Alright, last question: any special talents or noteworthy achievements?"

"Uh... none of that's important to take note of..."

"Hmm..." 

You grew more nervous with every second that passed in that room. You wanted it to be over because the suspense was killing you.

"Alright! Time for phase 2 of this "interview", demo work!" He said as he stood up from his seat.

"D-demo work?" You replied with a surprised tone.

"Yup, I would like to see how you would work as my personal assistant out in the wild, y'know?"

"Makes sense..." You commented.

"Alrighty, make sure you write this down, okay?" He said as he pushed some stationary towards you.

"O-oh- O-okay..." You replied nervously.

"Okay, so I usually go out to a cafe and have a snack around this time, and right after I'm finished, I head to the studio to get ready for my gameshow. After that, I head back here to finish the remaining work I have, and then I go home."

"You got all that?" 

"Y-yes sir!" 

"Okay! Then you know what time it is right?" 

"Going to a cafe...?"

"Yes! I found a newly opened cafe down the street. It's almost lunchtime. How about we get some brunch?"

"That does sound nice..." You replied. I mean, who's going to turn down free food?

"Alright, then let's go!"

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Location: 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝙲𝚊𝚏𝚎
Time: 𝟣𝟤:𝟥𝟢

"Whew! Thank goodness we took that short cut, eh? That traffic was utterly awful!" He joyfully exclaims as he gets out of the car.

'Was that REALLY a shortcut? He nearly ran over three kids, ran several red lights, and don't forget the number of TURNS.' You felt your stomach turn as you remembered that last part.

"I think I'm gonna be sick..." You murmur to the banana as you stagger out of the car.

"You'll be fineeeee we can get some water inside." He assured you as he patted you on your back.

You both enter the cafe as the smell of freshly baked goods begins to fill your nostrils. It smelled like heaven.

You sat down at a table next to a window while he ordered some food. After some time waiting, he came back with a tray full of food and some cups of water.

You began to drink your cup of water as you noticed a TV in the corner of the room playing the latest breaking news.

"BREAKING NEWS!!! MULTIPLE STRANGE "MONSTERS" SIGHTED!!! PLEASE REPORT TO THE AUTHORITIES IF YOU ENCOUNTER ANY "MONSTERS" SHOWN BELOW."

The television screen flashed with pictures of strange-looking monsters with human-like features; it honestly creeped you out.

"Ya alright?" A voice snapped you back to reality.

"Yeah...I'm fine." You weakly responded.

He frowned, seeming concerned at your response. However, he didn't press for more, instead changing the topic.

"Those monsters look quite terrifying, don't they? They got me shaking in my boots and everything!"

"They really do..."

"Don't worry about it, 'kay? I've read somewhere that the reports are only coming from outside the districts."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah! so don't worry abou-"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! IT'S A GIANT MONSTER!!!" 

Our conversation was cut off by ungodly screaming from outside. We both quickly looked out the window and saw a huge monster that resembled a fridge with human-like legs heading towards the cafe.

The dancing banana sprang into action, attempting to assist the customers safely towards the exit; however, it would all be in vain.

Everyone in the cafe began to flood towards the exit while he tried and failed to guide the customers to safety.

'At this rate, we wouldn't be able to make it out in time! ' You began to panic as you try to make your way through the crowd towards the exit.

You noticed the huge monster getting closer and closer to the cafe as you soon realized this could be your end.

'Am I really going to die from getting squashed by a fridge with FUCKING FEET?!' You thought to yourself in shame. 

"EVERYONE GET DOWN!!" The dancing banana commanded.

You attempted to take shelter at a nearby table, but unfortunately, you were too late.

*CRAAAAAASSSSSSSH!!!*

You were sure you were dead, deader than dead probably.

'Am I in hell? Heaven? Nah surely hell, I've bullied too many kids in royale high and in Brookhaven...' 

You were terrified to open your eyes, but you knew you couldn't keep them closed forever, so you braced yourself for what you were going to see.

'Okay, okay, breathe; you are about to open your eyes to probably a blazing inferno, with ugly-looking demons or imps surrounding you... Maybe, if I'm lucky, I'll find myself in heaven instead...' 

*Inhales* 'OKAY, HELL OR HEAVEN! HERE I COME!!!' You said to yourself confidently, as you braced yourself to open your eyes.

You opened your eyes to an unexpected sight: a barrier that appeared almost out of nowhere and seemed to be protecting everyone from the rubble. 

But that wasn't the weirdest part, because through the dust and debris, you can see a silhouette of a human holding some sort of device that's glowing.

'I'm... alive? No way... I have to be seeing shit or something! Cause what the fuck is this?! A barrier?! Who the fuck is this guy?! Ugh, whatever, this whole day was a disaster. I'd rather go home and-'

"Argh-!" You suddenly felt a sharp pain in your body as you tried to get up. 

You closed your eyes again due to the sheer pain; you didn't know what to do.

Suddenly out of nowhere, you hear a familiar voice...

"Are you okay?" The dancing banana says with worry. 

"Ugh, barely! My whole body feels like it's going to explode!"

"Can you get up?"

"No..."

"Alright take my hand."

You opened your eyes to another bewildering sight. Instead of a regular old banana standing in front of you, it was a human.

Now you were definitely sure that you were dead, or at least hallucinating, maybe suffering from a heart attack with the amount of shock you experienced today.

"I'm actually seeing things holy shit..."

"Okay, first of all, please watch your language... Secondly, what are you talking about?"

"Haha... I've experienced it all today: nearly dying, meeting with a sentient banana for a job, and what now?! a human version of him?! I'm actually so done! This has gotta be a dream or something!"

"...What did you say?"

"H-huh...?"

"That last part, can you repeat that?"

"Uh..."A human version of him I'm actually so done this has gotta be a dream or something?" like that...?"

"Oh shit."

The random stranger quickly whips out his phone and opened the camera app showing his reflection.

"Fuck."

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*Sigh* "I should've gone to Gin earlier this morning to get checked..."

"Gin...? Whose gin?"

"Uh, someone- *ahem* anyway, c'mon, I'll help you up; we need to get you somewhere safe."

"W-Wait! Can you at least explain what the hell is going on?! Why are you human?! Who's the other guy I saw earlier?! What the heck is happening?!"

He then proceeded to grab your hand and help you walk towards a secluded and safer area.

"Wait here and rest; I'll be right back." He said as he set you down.

"Hey! Wait! Where are you going?" 

"I'm going to take care of a little problem first."

"You're not just going to abandon me here and not come back, right?"

"Heavens no! I only do that on Fridays- Just stay here, I'll get help for you soon."

'Isn't today a Friday?!' 

"O..okay..."

"I'll explain everything when I come back. Don't you dare move a muscle." He said as he walked away.

'Great...now my body is on a timer as well...'

'I knew it was bound to happen- But I... didn't expect to fully turn human, especially from what I've seen in the medical bay...'

"I'll think about that later, but for now- I have to take care of that little problem." 

The dancing banana quickly made haste and began to pursue the giant monster, who showed no sign of stopping or slowing down.

'Let's see here, what are the weak points of this thing?' He wondered as he began to analyze the giant monster more thoroughly.

'The monster doesn't seem fast, there are no arms on it either, it's just literally a walking fridge with legs...'

After a few minutes of thinking, he finally got an answer as he inched closer and closer to the monster.

'Oh! The legs!' He immediately began to scan the area for anything he could use to subdue the monster.

He soon spotted an abandoned construction site with a truck filled with large metal pipes.

'Let's hope that the keys are still in the ignition-' He thought to himself as he approached the vehicle.

Luckily for him, the construction worker who operated this vehicle valued his life over wasting gasoline.

"Jackpot!" He said excitedly as he spotted the keys in the ignition. 

He opened the door as he got in to start the vehicle. After getting settled in, he stepped on the gas and began speeding towards the monster.

After he managed to speed past the monster, he got in position to initiate his "plan".

He stops the vehicle and looks in the rear-view mirror to check again if he's in position.

'Alright, now is the hard part. Which of these buttons releases the pipes?'

After pressing a few buttons, he finally guesses the right one, and a bunch of metal pipes began rolling their way towards the monster.

The monster, who was unaware of the situation, didn't notice the metal pipes getting closer and closer to its feet until suddenly...

*KACHUNK!*

After the debris and smoke cleared, it showed the poor monster on its back; it seemed to have taken a rather nasty fall from tripping on the metal pipes.

"Sttt-rike!" He cheered to himself after successfully stopping the monster.

'Backup should arrive soon so I should probably ask them to take *your face here* to the medical bay for their diagnostics.' He thought to himself after opening the door to exit the truck.

However, when he stepped foot outside the vehicle, something unexpected greeted him- a gun being pointed directly at his head.

'Oh- that's right I forgot that I was human and not a banana-'

"Hands up where I can see em! If you cooperate with the DMCA we can give you a lighter sentence!" Agent Cease commanded. 

'Wait... Agent Cease is here?! not some random agent?? The situation really isn't looking good...'

"Now now, we can talk this out nice and easy, agent cease, it's me the dancing banana-"

"Do you think you can try to fool me with that lie?! He's a banana! And you're clearly a human! I mean- granted, you DO sound a lot like him... but there's no way-"

"Agent Cease. It's me. I have no idea why I turned fully human instead of becoming like the citizens in the medical bay- however, I know one thing for sure: if you and Agent Desist are here, that means agents from the Robloxian District got involved, and things aren't looking so good here."

"..." Agent Cease reluctantly lowers his gun; he still seems unsure if he can trust him.

"If you're really him then- how many government-mandated dance breaks do we have per day?" 

Ah yes, the: "government-mandated dance break" that is required for every DMCA agent to do. Oh? What's that? You're bad at dancing? Well, that sounds like a "you" problem to me. 

"Easy it's 3... But whenever that dreaded song plays, it's 6 just to spite me."

"Oh my god...it is you! Executive manager DB!" Agent Cease says while dropping his gun.

"Heh, finally got it through your thick skull."

"AH!!! I JUST POINTED A GUN TO ONE OF THE EXECUTIVE MANGERS!!! AM I GONNA GET FIRED?!?" Agent Cease screeches in pure horror.

'Jeez what's up people today and screaming...'

"Calm down, you won't get fired. You were just following protocol, at least you didn't kill me."

*Sniff* "Thank you Mr. DB you are too kind-"

"Yeah, yeah I know- Anyway, get back in the truck. Someone is injured, and we need to take them to the medical bay ASAP."

"Y-YES, SIR" He says proudly as he opens the truck's passenger door.

The truck began to start up again as he began to drive back to *Your Face Here's* location.

"Oh yeah, by the way- where is Agent Desist?"

"She's scouting the area and getting the DMCA takedown machine ready to remove the monster."

"I see..."

After the dancing banana left you here, you had some time to gather your thoughts about the situation that you landed yourself in.

*Sigh* 'Today was a disaster...actually even bigger than a disaster, maybe catastrophic even-'

However, your thoughts were soon cut off by an extremely loud sound coming from the farther end of the street.

*KACHUNK!*

'What the hell was that?!' You thought as you tried to shuffle your body forwards to get a better view of what was happening.

Unfortunately, when you tried to move your body forward, all you felt was pure, unfiltered pain.

"A-ARGH!" You said out of sheer pain; maybe you should've heeded his advice to "not move a muscle."

Then suddenly out of nowhere you hear another strangely familiar voice.

"Oh my goodness! Are you okay?!"

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It took awhile, but you soon recognized the familiar voice calling to you.

"A-agent Desist?" You spoke in disbelief.

"*Your Face Here*?!"The voice echoed back.

Agent Desist, you remembered that she and her partner requested for your help a long time ago in the Robloxian District. 

If you remembered correctly, she and her partner are both members of an agency called: "DMCA". 

The DMCA is an agency that consists of the most skilled agents around the world. They've managed to prevent world disasters and have been a symbol of justice and preservation for years.

After helping Agent Desist and her partner, you unfortunately did not become an "Official Agent" However, you did receive an honorary title and a super sick energy coil.

You soon spot agent desist sprinting towards you.

When she finally saw the state that you were in, she had a worried expression on her face.

"You aren't looking so good...Are you injured? Do you feel any pain?"

"Yeah...I feel pain everytime I move I think it's coming from my side."

"May I check?"

You nodded your head as she proceeded to inspect your body for any injuries.

"The good news is that you aren't bleeding; maybe it's internal..."

"I-Is it that serious?" You replied nervously while imagining the huge medical bill waiting on your doorstep.

"I'm not sure...I could take you to the medical bay to do a full checkup. Who knows, you could've slipped and broken something."

"That sounds lovely, but, uh- will that cost anything?" You say worriedly.

"Well, course not! The DMCA's medical sector is one of the best! AND it's free of charge for citizens in situations like this~" She said while winking at me.

"Thank goodness...okay then uh- lead the way!" 

"Alright! Do need help getting up? I can call for bac-"

Before she could finish her sentence, you both heard a loud beeping noise coming from her pocket.

"Heh, speak of the devil- please excuse me for one moment." She says before taking the call infront of you.

"Agent Cease? Listen, I've got someone injured with me, so forget about apprehending the culprit who took down the monster for now. And come to my location we need back-up."

"Agent desist... I found the culprit but I-"

"Really? Great! They have some nerve to go around doing some "Vigilante Justice" They've already gotten multiple charges above their head already! Such as: "Stealing a locked vehicle." And "Potential reckless endangerment to the public!" Not to mention the amount of property damage! Our legal team has-"

"Well, to be fair- I didn't "steal the vehicle." It was unlocked, and as for the "massive amount of property damage." Uh- put it on my tab or something." A voice echoed in the background.

You couldn't believe what you were hearing.

'THE DANCING BANANA??? WITH AGENT DESIST'S PARTNER?!' You shrieked to yourself.

"S-sir DB, I-I don't think it's wise to correct yourself-"

"Nonsense! If I'm going to court against my "crimes," then at least do it correctly!" He spat back at the poor agent.

'"SIR?!?!" DO THEY KNOW EACH OTHER?! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!?!' 

At this point, you felt like a badly written side character in your own main story.

"W-what the- why on Robloxia are you with executive manager DB agent cease..? We clearly saw a human entering the-"

"Listen, you're not going to believe me- but it really was executive manager DB. He was the one who took down the monster."

"B-but how?! We clearly saw a human entering the truck on the drone cams! A-and executive manager DB is a banana..."

'EXACTLY! ARE WE EVEN SURE IF THIS GUY IS HIM?! And- what the hell is an "Executive Manager"...' You thought as your last sense of rationality left your body.

*Sigh* "Agent cease give me the walkie-talkie."

"Y-yes sir..."

"Yellow yellow? Hello agent desist! Sorry I couldn't get to ya as soon as agent cease called, I'm driving right now- gotta keep my eyes on the road ya know?"

*Ahem* "Anyway, I have no idea how I turned fully human, but as you know from yesterday's excursion and its "side effects" it most likely has to do something with that. I'll have to ask Gin and Lu when we get back."

"And what if you're lying? You can fool agent cease, but not me."

"Ouch..." A voice echoed in the background.

'That's rough buddy...'

*Sigh* "3, 6 if you play THAT song."

"Wh-what...?"

"The amount of dance breaks we have per day."

"T-theres no way! That's one of our most classified secrets how on earth!?"

"Okay! Great that I've convinced you~ Anyway, we're kind of busy right now. So I'll get back to you when we're done okay? Over and out!"

He hangs up the walkie-talkie.

*Sigh* "Looks like we're going to have to wait awhile. I hope you don't min-"

Suddenly, out of nowhere, you both hear a vehicle come to a stop and some footsteps heading towards you.

Agent Desist pulled out her gun and prepared herself to fight.

As soon as she heard the footsteps getting closer, she shot at the stranger. Fortunately, whoever they were, they dodged the bullet quickly.

*Disapointed Sigh* "Agent Desist...I would've said that was an excellent shot, but we aren't in the practice shooting range..."

"S-SIR?!" She says while lowering her gun.

"Yes yes indeed it is me, now please help me and Agent Cease bring *your face here* in the truck."

"I- y...yes sir..." She says in defeat.

"Alright! To the medical bay!" He says cheerfully.