spyxfamely chapter 2

No, I don't want to study. I need to know if you have a significant intelligence capacity for the entrance exam. I don't need to study, I read the answers from my mother's cheat sheet mate. If you plan to cheat your way through, you realize that if you don't pass, the mission will fail. Hmph, enough of this, I'm going out. You're staying here and that's final. Stay home and behave. Hey, I told you to stay put. Ha, didn't think I'd see you there, would ya? Got you, got you. Pap is really good at this. And that's why you're late. In the end, I had to trap her inside by burping in the front door. I'm gonna pray you don't get reported. I cannot fathom the way of a kid who thinks crying is the solution to everything. It's ugly and silly. They're kids, Twilight. Crying is their job. Anyway, I got what you wanted. The application and appointment for the entrance exam and copy of the test. It wasn't easy to get, you know. Your life's that spanky. Even if she's a total doll head, she would be able to memorize her way through it. Oh, and about her, I did some digging into her past. There aren't any birth records that aren't at all... I don't know who she is, her age, her parents. All we could find, she was from last year. She's been fostered out and returned four times. Got transferred out of two orphanages. Look, Anya Williams, Anya Lisk, Anya Roke. A girl of many names. It's like she's perfect for you, anyways. What? Don't give me that look. What look? Don't get attached, alright? It never ends well. Thanks for the tip. Hey, my feet! It says I can not fathom the way that spiders think. You silly bird! It's not even if a spider could cool her down. I understand bombs and stuff. I'd better make a habit of locking this, and I can't have her touching my spider tools. Combination 6-1-1-0. Hee hee hee hee hee. 6-1-1-0. Ooh, spy radio. Boss, we're intercepting some kind of weird transmission. Coded with West Cipher... No, it's just plain text. It says... Twilight here. This was the thing she used by the rest of the intelligence. It might really be him. There's more. Catch me if you can. Find the source of that transmission! I'm gonna kill him! Missy! Now that you know, Missy Spy, I have to die. You have to die. I have to hide my power. Too, if he finds out I can read minds, I'll have to run away. Oh yeah? You can not tell anyone about your power, you understand? Anyway, it's study time now, isn't it? I wanna draw! Drawing doesn't matter, you need to learn how to use your power to help bring about world peace. We don't have time for tears, you're not here to play, you're here to study. That girl better not crash the apartment. Oh right, I've got to remove the barricade. Hmm. Get out! Now! Dude! Yes! Anya! Anya! She's gone! Is she adopted? And who are these thugs? I've got to find no way to thank this to her. From what looks like it must have been compromised, I need to get myself to safety immediately. As well for Anya, well, there's no shortage of other kids out there. I'll start over from square one. Okay, so, what's with the kid? Don't tell me she's Twilight's daughter. We don't know, but she was in the apartment the transmission came from. Transmission? There was some sort of barricade tied to the apartment, for some reason we don't know exactly why. Maybe we can use her as a hostage to turn Twilight. Or make him tell the Fallen is missing his hairpiece personally. Boss, I think it's time to move on from the hairpiece thing. Transparency is essential to government T.V.s. No good. Also, the mess is a traitor who's been secretly back in the West. Anyone who advocates for a traitor is themselves a traitor. Traitor. A real life bad guy? Boss, he's back from the apartment. Looks like they caught the guy. Nice work. The guy moves like a pro, I think it's really him. Dude, go lie down or something. Hello there, Mr. Twilight. I believe you have some photographs that belong to me. Nigel? What the hell? Where's the girl? Oh no, not again. This was a mistake. Risking everything by vaulting one into the enemy, I told you. I'm not fit to be called a spy. Baba? Baba! Hey, it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you. Baba! I'm not... I'm not scared. Baba! More crying is exactly what I hate. Or... So that's why... I hate the sound of kids crying so much, because it drives up memories I would hard forget. All alone and in despair with no one offering to save me. Feeling so powerless, the thing I could only do was cry. I thought I'd put that past behind me, but that crying brought back some memories, I don't know. I have this thought backwards. Listen, little girl. Anya! Okay, listen, Anya. You know the game Tag? Me and my friends back there were pro Tag players. When we see people who look like they're good at Tag, we sound them to a game. Oh! Baba's lying. If you go right down the street, you'll see the police station. Get to the surface of certain there, you win the game. You got that? Ready? Go! Hurry! I'm not fit to be a spy. The mistake was endangering that child in the first place. How did I not see it? Making a world where kids don't need to cry out was the whole reason I became a spy in the first place. Don't let that bastard get away! We're gonna drag him out of here and expose his face to the whole world! What was that smoke? Wait, no, it's flour? John, he's in the building! Don't shoot! The whole place might block! As if I'd let pleons like you catch even a glimpse of me. Huh? You gotta be kidding. Turn around and you're dead. Twilight. How's it going, Edgar? And how's cabin? How do you know my daughter's name? It's my job, Edgar. That's what spies do. I know her height, her weight, her shoe size, even her favorite food. I know how many moles are on her body. And if you want her to have any semblance of a normal life, you'll leave me to hell alone! And I know that, although it's nothing compared to you, she's involved in plenty of criminal activity. You're out of my mind. My daughter would. I know how much you care about your daughter. So I'll tell you what. If you understand, then go straight home. Andrew? Papa? Papa? How did you, I mean, uh, what are you doing away from home? Uh, as for me, I just came from the shops. Look, they look like they're business, though. I came. That was really a big laugh. I was playing tag with strange men. Um, I see what's that fun. It was a little scary. I want to go home. Are you sure about that? If you leave me, I'll cry again. She's been fostered out. That's right, Frankie said she's been fostered out and returned four times. Alright, let's go home. But we need to move, the apartment's dangerous. I found a poisonous snake in there yesterday. I don't like snakes. Papa's the world's biggest liar. I don't want to live in a castle. If they see one on sale. He's a cool liar. After we move, you need to study. Really? This time, you'll just need to remember the answers. It'll be easy. It is now the entrance exam. You may begin the test. Go. Please, Daniel. Get it. I know I can do this. This is so hard. I got one of these. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. I want my baby. Come on. K-12, K-12. Okay, K-12. Yes, you passed. Great job. What? I loosened up for a second. Exhaustion dropped the bat on me. Papa, don't leave me all alone. Wait, Twilight? Loosened up? What the hell is going on with me? My papa's dead. Special delivery. Is this the Forger household? I'm under fraud. Is this a mommy or a dad? There's no mommy. Oh, I'm sorry. Papa, you got a letter. Wreck. Sniggle, sniggle. Oh, what the? What are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack? Now I'm falling asleep in front of her. People have to pull themselves together. Oh yeah, baby, you're getting mail. Must be from the Eden Academy. What is this? The second phase of the animation process. Both parents must attempt the applicant. Absolutely no exceptions. But... There is no mommy.