Agents of Secret Stuff Page #5

- What?

- Tell me where the training wheels are!

- What are you talking about, man, I go to high school, I don't use training wheels.

- Aiden!

- What...

- It's too late Aiden!

- No...!

- No, it's not!

- Oh, okay.

- But it's a trap.

- No...!

- No it's not, don't listen to her.

- Oh, okay.

- No listen to me, it's a trap. Right there!

- A trap?

- I destroyed your trap, Melvin, it's over!

- Oh is it? I beg to differ. If anything, it's the exact opposite of over...

It's "under"...

Anyway, see we've already won.

Now that we have Taylor, we S.I.N.S. have everything to overthrow you,

stinky A.S.S.es.

- Wait... Taylor... Wait, what?

- You don't know about her?

- Well... I know some things...

I know that she can only read from left to right, that she's really good at hitting shuttle c*cks with a netted-stick,

that she's really smart, funny and cute, that she's my best friend, my only friend.

- Aw... Aden...

- Aw... Aden... I mean... But I was thinking along the line of... She's the future of all the A.S.S.es.

- She is?

- I am?

- Jeez, don't they teach anything over there?

You are one dumb ass!

- Nobody calls me dumb!

- Aiden.. No!

- Mouse trap...

Good night, Aiden.

That's cute, Taylor.

Real cute. Now get back in your...

Fix your chair, and get back in it!

- How could you do this Melvin. We've been friends for years!

- Every year I've been trying to kill you.

- Because of people like you that Aiden can't live a normal life.

You made me miss my own homecoming dance.

- Ha, don't you mean home-no-one's-coming dance?

1-0 Melvin!

Anyways, me and the kids have been talking about how your little dance and how we are not gonna go cause we are pretty sure that it's gonna suck!

- What the hell, Taylor.

- I thought you wanna dance, Melvin.

- Aiden, are you okay?

- No! It hurts real bad.

- Thanks for coming after me.

- Can I tell you something?

- What?

- I told you so. - Shut up.

- Ruining the moment!

- Death chop!

- Tracy? What are you doing here?

- I was informed you were in danger.

- By who?

- By me.

- Who are you?

- I am your...

- My father?

- What? No... How is that even possible, I am like the same age as you, that's disgusting.

I am your step-step-brother-in-law.

You know what, don't worry about it. Your dad was really promiscuous, forget it, long story.

- He's been watching over you, Aiden. We all have.

- Then you know that I failed. Taylor was in great danger and I couldn't even protect her.

- On the contrary, you have succeeded.

Not only have you discovered the S.I.N.S. agent within the high school but you have brought out Taylor's full potential,

enriching what she's destined to become.

- I did? Okay, cool.

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