Season 1, Episode 6: It’s
a Small World
Part 3 of 9
As
soon as the jet landed at the private airport near Walt Disney World, Agent K
let out a sigh. He could hear the
cheerful voices of his fellow agents in the background, seemingly getting along
better than they had a couple of hours ago.
He’d been on the phone for the past half an hour, talking to Brian, who
had already arrived in town to join his cousin for the recon, which, K was
afraid, was turning more and more into a mission.
“Have you been watching the
news?” Brian’s
voice had sounded utterly depressed. “They’re saying some of the characters have been acting
strangely. They don’t really entertain
children… it’s more like they’re trying to get rid of them. Snow’s been another problem: it’s just not melting. This stuff’s serious, K.”
All K
could do was nod and flip through the channels to see the news coming from
Disney during the talk. He played the
conversation over and over in his head, but couldn’t come up with a
solution. Not that he couldn’t guess who
was behind this strangeness, but the purpose of choosing a place like Disney
World was a total mystery to him. He
shook his head as the jet came to a halt, and the agents all got up from their
seats to get out. He played with the
fake ID cards in his hands before standing and shoving them into his back
pocket. For a long time now, K had been
hesitant about how to lead this one.
Like
it wasn’t enough, he had to suppress his memories about the place and deal with
four mighty agents, who still had no idea what they were up against. Seeing that the agents were already getting
out of the jet, he followed them, planning to inform them once they were inside
the vehicle that would take them to the
Nick
was the first to get out of the jet, due to his stress of flying; still, he
managed to keep his cool and put on his aviator sunglasses, very
agent-style. As his eyes adjusted to the
bright sun outside, he saw a big, black Hummer limousine waiting for them.
“Sweet.” He grinned.
He truly loved his superior’s taste sometimes.
“Sweet
and definitely a hottie,” Emerald replied behind his back. Nick followed her gaze and saw that she was
looking at a male form that was leaning against the Hummer, looking all sleek
and – he had to admit – good in his black suit and… well, the aviators.
Pushing
him aside, Emerald went down the stairs with a huge smile on her face. Confused about the realization that Emerald
had the ability to smile genuinely, Nick felt a familiar suspicion creeping up
from deep inside.
It
was
“What
the hell is he doing here?”
Shrugging
his shoulders with a complete nonchalance, he went down the stairs, followed
closely by
“I
smell something else in this vacation, Carter,”
“You
think?”
“What,
you thought the CIA would be here for some quality family time?”
Ah,
he just adored
“I
was hoping to see a sexy escort welcoming me, Littrell,” Nick said, as soon as
they joined the pair. “You’re not really
what I had in mind.”
Agent
Littrell opened his mouth, but before he could blurt anything back, he saw his
cousin coming towards them. Ignoring
Nick, Agent Littrell shook hands with K.
The other four agents all looked skeptically at them when they didn’t
even exchange any words.
“What’s
going on, K?”
K
looked at each one of his agents’ faces, now all showing the same expression,
waiting for an explanation. He slowly
took the file holder Brian handed to him and took out five pictures.
“As
“For
the past couple of days, the weather at Disney World has gone crazy. It’s been snowing constantly, and the
weirdest thing is, it’s not even melting.
Not only that, but the characters are acting weird as well.” Brian sighed and looked at K’s face
intently. “I just learned from a source
that Mickey Mouse was seen flipping the finger to the kids.”
Nick
spurted out the soda he’d been drinking at Agent Littrell’s last words, while
Emerald
chuckled softly. “That’s the Disney
spirit for ya.”
“We
believe there’s a certain group of people behind this,” K continued, trying to
keep their attention focused on his words.
“They call themselves FANS, and this man…” He handed out the pictures he was holding, of
a dark-haired man with a ferret on his shoulder, to his agents. “… We have strong evidence that this man is
the leader of the organization. Also, we
think he was the one behind the
“Does
he have a problem with his eye?” Nick blurted, studying the picture carefully,
where the leader’s left eye was slightly closed.
JC
rolled his eyes at Nick’s lack of attention.
“So, boss, what are we supposed to do now? Look for this man at Disney World?”
“I’m
not sure if we can find him straight away.
And there’s a high possibility that he could notice us easily.” He took out the fake Disney ID cards from his
pocket. “That’s why we’re going inside
undercover. I arranged fake IDs for all
of us, and a staff room is waiting for us with the necessary equipment.”
“Necessary
equipment – meaning undercover costumes?” Emerald asked, already knowing the
answer.
“Yes,
indeed.”
“Niiiiice.” Nick wiggled his eyebrows. “I won’t say no to having some Playboy
Bunnies around.”
Pearl
hit him upside the head. “There are no
Playboy Bunnies in Disney World, you moron.”
Emerald
rolled her eyes. “Idiot.”
“Here
we are,” K spoke, only to stop them from starting to bicker with each other
again. He was going to reconsider joining
the missions from now on; these guys were making him age faster than he was
supposed to.
The
Hummer limo made its way through access roads made for the Disney employees and
stopped in front of a gate. The agents
all got out and followed K, who showed the fake ID to a monitor. Within seconds, the door opened with a beep,
and they went inside the labyrinth of tunnels built beneath the amusement park.
“We
gotta be quick before someone notices us,” K said. To their luck, the tunnels were pretty crowded,
with Disney staff members running back and forth in too much of a hurry to pay
them any attention.
“That
Sleeping Beauty looks hot.” Nick’s
comment was heard and earned him another smack upside the head, courtesy of
Pearl.
K
shot an angry glare, the same one he had already shot a thousand times since
this morning. “This way,” he said,
through gritted teeth, and motioned to his left. He was satisfied when the agents followed him
in obedience.
Knowing
all the tunnels like the back of his hand, it took K only a couple of minutes
to find the wardrobe room with the costumes.
“Here
we are-“
“Hands
off, I’m first to pick an outfit!” Nick
rushed inside, almost pushing K into the doorframe, and started rummaging
through a pile of costumes.
“Disney
doesn’t have a character named Moron, Nick,” Emerald sniped. “That’d be a perfect fit for you, though.”
JC
chuckled. “Good one, Emerald.”
“Ha-ha. Funny, Emerald, very funny.” Nick looked up and threw her a black pelerine
and a green mask, which resembled Maleficent from Sleeping Beauty. “Why don’t
you try this on? Maybe the kids won’t be
scared by how you look in real life?”
The
reply he received was a middle finger from Emerald, joined by K’s now infamous
angry glare of the day.
Sighing,
with a shake of his head, K pushed Nick aside and waded through the clothes.
“I
had already sorted out under which covers we could sneak into the park on my
way here, but with what we have in our hands here…” K stopped and browsed the clothes, while the
other agents all looked at each other skeptically.
“Since
I used to work here-”
“You
did WHAT??” All agents cut his words at
the same time, with surprised looks on their faces. Each was thinking the same thing: they couldn’t imagine their superior working
at Disney World.
“I
used to work here.”
JC
turned to the other agents. “I’m not
hearing things, right?”
Nick’s
mouth was hanging wide open, and his eyes were about to pop out with
shock. “You worked for Disney? When?
Why? When? WHY?”
“Long
time ago,” K said briefly. He wasn’t
totally sure if he wanted to share the details of his pre-agent life. “And as my own agents, I would’ve expected you
to question how I knew so much about the Disney World and how I could get us
all in here without any trouble at all.”
His voice was reprimanding.
Emerald
shrugged. “You always know everything.”
“Good
attempt of trying to change the subject, K,” Pearl spoke; her arms were folded
across her chest. Being one of the few
people at the agency who knew more about the other agents than she was supposed
to, she was slightly pissed that she hadn’t known about K’s previous life. But then again, he was the top agent and her
superior, and when he didn’t want her to know something, he had enough power
and tools in his hands to make sure the files stayed in the dark.
K let
out a deep sigh and turned around to face the agents.
“Well,
I used to work here; it was at least fifteen years ago when I was still a teen,
and it was before my agent years, when I needed to save money in order to get
the education I wanted. Satisfied?” His eyes searched every agent, one by one,
and when nothing was heard except a couple of mumbles of “Okay, fine,” he
continued.
“Since
it was my main character at the time I was working here…” K went further down
in the closet line and picked up a dress holder. “… I’ll go as Aladdin.”
“As
who?” Nick burst into laughter, pointing
out the outfit. “Those white pants will
look so cool, I’m sure-”
“You
better shut up,” Pearl muttered, noticing K’s strange and overall grumpy
mood. He seemed too distant from all of
them; for her, it was too obvious that his mind was elsewhere.
“And
the purple vest, showing off your muscles, K-”
Ignoring
him completely, K went back to sort through the costumes.
“Gonna
wear the hat as well?” Nick chuckled.
“Aladdin wears a hat, doesn’t he?”
“It’s
not a hat, doofus; it’s called a fez,”
JC said.
“Whatever. You did dance like him too, right K? Tell me you did!”
Brian
rolled his eyes. “Doesn’t he know when
to shut up?” he asked Emerald. It was so
easy to see that it was a plain torture for him to be anywhere near Nick.
“Wish
he had an off button,” Emerald grumbled.
“I’ll
be someone charismatic,” Nick spoke again, totally oblivious to the fact that
he was becoming quite annoying. “I wanna
be, like, one of the cool ones.” He
frowned. “Name me a cool character at
Disney!”
Pearl
rolled her eyes and let out a deep sigh.
“Goofy.”
“Goofy’s
not cool; he’s cute. I want cool.”
K
appeared again through the clothing racks, where he was holding a pile of
costumes in his arms. He shoved a whole
costume at Nick.
“What
am I going as?” Nick checked the light
brown costume with a confused look.
Seconds later, his eyes grew big.
“This has a tail!”
“Because
you’re going as Abu, Aladdin’s monkey,” K spoke calmly. The look on his young agent’s face was
priceless. “You asked for it.”
“I’ll
look stupid.”
“Go
to the back of the room and change, Nick.”
K sent him a stern look. “Not
gonna repeat it again.”
“Ha,
Carter, that tail’s gonna look so cute on ya!” JC yelled behind Nick, who was
solemnly making his way to the dressing room.
K shoved
another pair of clothes against JC’s chest.
“You’re going undercover as Prince Charming.”
“Haha,
Shazam, who will look stupid now?” Nick’s muffled voice could be heard from the
depths of the room.
“Pearl…” K handed out another outfit. “Cinderella.”
“You
got to be kidding me.”
Ignorance
being his ally, K continued towards Emerald and Brian. “Your costumes were pretty huge to handle so
I left them at the back.” His eyes
darted from Brian to Emerald. “You’re
going as Daisy Duck.”
“Why the
fuck do I gotta dress up as Daisy Duck?” Emerald rebelled. “Hell, I’d prefer covering up as Maleficent
one hundred times to Daisy Fucking Duck.”
“And
you’re gonna be Donald Duck.”
“Oh
boy! My name’s Donald Duck!” Brian spoke
with his best impersonation of the famous Disney character. If nothing else, he could make Emerald laugh.