Some where, in a parking garage, in the shady area where no light was working, a small figure in a dark cape and shade wait...but soon, he heard what sound like an tricycle riding up, little bells ring as the Rider double park then jump off...she walk over as they stand with one of the divider wall separated them.
"Greeting Agent Hotdog Water. I have your payment here, but you will notice it a bit heavier this time around."
She reach over and does notice it thicker then normal, more then a few extra for sure. "I See...Very well Overlord TED, Who are you ordering a hit upon?"
TED look to make sure no one around then spoke. "Agent Onion Bloomer been pick on by a certain kid, John Talow. Even push him into the mud and walk over him...This can not be tolerated."
HDW nodded a struggle carrying the big envelope. "Do not worry Overlord TED, tomorrow the school lunches will be a mix of soft food and stale mash potatoes, can easily pack the goop into a ammo shell of mashpotatoe and shoot the bastard in the face only for it to exploded and unleashing all the goop i pack in it. He as good as HIT!"
TED nodded "Good, but remember, you get caught, I do not know you and you do not know me, Understand?"
HDW "Yes sir....Consider it-" watch beep. "Oh shoot, we are late for diner! Commander Mom going to kill us!"
TED in near panic. "To the Evil Mobile!" he pick up the bike and toss it in the van with the words 'The NOT Evil Mobile' and start to drive out like a bat out of hell
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