The bat turned around, preparing to launch when suddenly a voice said ‘ kill the bat' The bat started, wondering how it had been found out, this had been a routine operation, and had gone exactly to plan, his plans had been left to the co-majesties and the duchess to look over three days previously, before he left to make sure they were fool-proof i.e. Meghan could have done it. Anyway, shortly after this brainwave had ceased to ripple about the pool of the bats brain, a thump was heard and the bat fell d
own dead.
Meanwhile, the Co-Majesties Kim and Meghan and the Duchess, Lorna were quietly sitting in the conference room of the Ritz discussing the future of the world with the Two kings King one and King too A.K.A. David and Conor and the duke, Andrew.
They were just approaching the topic of the division of fast food restaurants between the two sides, When a hit-frog messenger entered, beckoning Her co majesty Meghan (general of the army of the united Irish Canadian toilets, hearalder of bad news and tasty mushrooms, poker of the white whosits that make noise if you sit on them (a.k.a. piano keys), benefactress of frogs and ruler of all things blue) and Her co-majesty Kim (duchess of Shannon ruler of all the green and gold universe, defender of the soup, plucker of the lute(also known as guitar), friend of all those mug less and also those lacing sufficient barbeque facilities) out of the room. Once out, the following conversation ensued:
Kim: What is the matter loyal and dear subject?
Hit- Frog: One of our agents has been found in a coma.
Meghan: Where? When? Why? What? Who?
Hit- Frog: In the basement of this hotel, just five minutes ago, we expect he was caught spying, with one of our own rubber chickens, We presume that it was one of the people being spied on… mam. (Said the frog, used to his mistresses blunt questions)
Kim: but how could he have failed? That plan was foolproof! Even Meghan could have done it! We ran tests!
Hit-Frog: I have no Idea mam, but Dr. X has suggested that you be aware of this, Incase it happens again. We have sent another team down, to see if any more information can be gleaned of the attackers. Is this sufficient?
Meghan: Yes it is, for now at least. What rank was this bat? Just as a matter of interest…
Hit frog: It was one of our top reconasense agents.
Kim: wait one moment before returning to Dr. X with our plans.
Kim and Meghan returned to the conference room. Meghan waited by the door while Kim went over to talk to David. Shortly afterwards David and Conor followed Kim out leaving Meghan with the Duke and Duchess. Smiling at them both briefly, she also turned on her heal and followed the rest of the party.
The door slammed shut (Meghan has never had a very light touch when it comes to doors…) the Duke and duchess began to talk;
Lorna: They've found the bat.
Andrew: Yes, It seams they have, did you plant the fingerprints I left you?
Lorna: Yes, the one s with the blue labels right?
Andrew: the ones with red label you Idiot! The Blue ones were the one's I used on the files robbery, which they have already arrested the ‘'culprits'' for! You stupid idiot!
Lorna: How was I supposed to know which ones you used on the file robbery, I wasn't there. Remember?
Andrew: Oh yeah, you were getting your nails done, Why did you have to do that? There are much more important tings to do than get your get your nails done, like assainating the Monarchs so we can gain control of the world…
Lorna: that's what I was doing, the girls were getting very suspicious of me missing all the meetings, I had to go to it or we may have been found out. They had that bat on me you know, if it had gotten away, if I hadn't killed it, we would have been tonight. The only reason that I knew of it's presence was because of that meeting, you should be thanking me, not calling me a stupid idiot!
Andrew: I'm sorry. I didn't know that that was the case. However there is still the matter of the fingerprints having been obviously fake… still, the monarchs may not immediately pin it on us, so we still have some time to assonate them. Shall we launch operation kill the monarchs and take over the world now, or shall we wait and see if they blame another of those bloody terrorist groups for it.
Lorna: I'm not sure that launching the operation now in its unfinished state is such a good idea, but if worst comes to worst, at least has them on standby.
Andrew: I'll make the call…
Meghan: Is everyone okay? Sorry about that small disturbance, one of our recon bats got knocked out, nothing major…
Andrew (hissing to Lorna): I thought you killed him!
Lorna (hissing back): I did too!
Kim: It's all right, we've sent some more of our agents down, The Kings too (not king too). We'll get to the bottom of this very shortly. So, Have you guys made any more advances on the negotiations front that you might want to run by us?
Lorna: Ya, I've got one, do you think that this is a major threat? I mean the bat, he mustn't have been too good if he got knocked out?
Meghan: actually, he was one of our best, so I admit we are a little cautious. The best medical team we have is working on him to revive him, it's headed by the frog that discovered the ten times more lethal rubber chickens and the laser pistols.
Conor: Um, is it such a god idea to ave a guy who spesialises in wepony woking on a medial team? (Misspelling or ‘'abbreviations purposeful in this sentence)
Kim: first of all he's a frog, second of all, he's what you might cal a renaissance frog, all round gifted.
Hit-Frog (just after coming in): madams and sirs he's woken, quickly now, he may loose consciousness at any moment!
Meanwhile, underneath all the other talking…
Lorna: make the call, only tell them to activate the button, this isn't going to be on standby for very long.
Andrew: right, ok. *Dial tone* *series of beeps indicating a number being dialed* *ringing* yes, Bob, activate the switch. No I do not want a sandwich with that. No ketchup either. Why would I possibly want a picture of your late hamster? JUST ACTIVATE THE ****ING SWITCH ALLREADY! The pink one. Yes. No. Left. Down. Up. Canvas. Okay, you got it? Right. *hangs up*
It's done.
Lorna: Okay, here goes nothing.
BANG! The roof caved in.
Once the dust had settled the duke and duchess emerged from underneath the table, surveying the damage, looking about for clues that the monarchs had indeed been killed. There was no sign of them. Just as the duke and duchess were about to commence jumping up and down screaming, as all first years do, they heard a clatter of small pieces of rubble from the other side of the room. It could have been nothing, but Lorna and Andrew weren't going to be fooled.
A hand emerged first, then an arm, closely followed by a head, torso, legs and feet. King one checked his hair with one hand whist reaching down into the hole formed by his escape with the other. Her co-majesty Kim, needed help getting out because the hole was not yet sufficiently wide enough to accommodate an easy departure (or so they said). Andrew and Lorna had looked on for ten minutes in horror before David's head had finally emerged and had been subjected to a further twenty minutes of torture before he was fully out.
Kim only took max 3 minutes, with David's help. Conor being the stubborn small one he is, refused any help, and so took roughly ten minutes to squirm out of the hole. And Meghan being last, found that the hole had been made quite large by the others, and emerged in around the same amount of time as Kim though unaided, if, rather frazzled looking from her long stay under ground.
Simultaneously the monarchs took on aggressive stances and glared at the kings' younger siblings. The silence was broken by David;
David: What have we told you about trying to kill us? You know were invincible, and that roof is coming out of your government salaries!