Empress and the Queen was with you?"

"Yes. They are on sight."

"Copy."

The MIB had surrounded the whole vicinity.

The Queen and the Empress are taking their time fishing whatever fish they caught on the man made lake here inside the Estate.

Mr. Rosen-Hower made sure that theres a live fishes swimming around the lake.

"Mr. Hulk we ran out of worms." The Empress said.

One MIB hurriedly refilled the bucket of bait beside the Empress.

"Thank you Mr. Hulk!"

The MIB just nodded and run back towards the forest.

"The earthworms on this area are all gone."

"Why the hell are you picking baits there? You can buy the bait!"

The operator said on their earpiece.

All of them just shakes their head.

"Sorry." The newly hired MIB apologized sheepishly.

They are all startled when they heard the raised voice of their Queen, combined by the calm voice of one of the senior MIB.

"Ma'am you can't swim on this pond. It's not suitable for you."

"I can't even deep my toes?" The Queen ask.

"No ma'am. We're sorry."

"Even the nail of my toe?" The Queen bargained.

"Ma'am if you got infected you will need to go a hospital and they will give you injections. We know you hate injections."

Nice one. The Queen literally hates seeing needles. Mr. Rosen-Hower release a memo that that there should be no needle inside or outside the estate.

"Really? I'm sorry for being insistent."

"No worries ma'am."

After a while.

"The Queen decided to move location. Ready the car."

Six MIB hurriedly run towards their garage to prepare the car that they will be taking.

One MIB made sure that the fridge were fully stock and he's undecided if he will pack some rice.

He realize that even if the Queen already ate, there's a 2% possibility that she will ask for some rice. That's still 2% and he doesn't want to take a risk. So holding the thermal container he run towards the kitchen to ask for some rice.

The other MIB was busy sanitizing and cleaning the whole car. There's no way he'll let the Queen or the Empress get sick because he got lazy cleaning the car.

"No final itenerary. Queen requested to go to the nearest mall."

"Roger. Team A, B and C get ready."

The MIB starts the engine and drive the car near the front door.

He was working with Mr. Rosen-Hower for 30 years. He was driving the Queen his whole life. He said a silent prayer first and ask God for guidance and this trip to the mall will be uneventful but knowing the Queen, it will be impossible.

The Queen and the Empress went inside the car wearing their pjamas. The silk one. The Queen was wearing purple and the Empress was wearing pink.

They took a picture of the two discretely and send it to Mr. Rosen-Hower and to Master Greyson.

"To the mall please." The Queen requested.

"On route to the mall. ETA 15 minutes."

While driving they can hear the Queen and the Empress talking animatedly

"Suspicious Black car on your right."

"License plate stolen."

The MIB who heard the warning became more alert.

"Speed it up." One of the MIB murmured to the driver.

The MIB with the Queen and Empress are trying to distract them by offering some snacks. They can hear their colleague asking the Queen if she wants a bar of Hersheys or Lindt.

"Shall we inform the Alpha?"

One of the senior of their team ask. "No. Inform him after."

"Copy."

The MIB tried to loose the car that was following them. He went into some narrow and unfamiliar street.

"Still following. Plan B."

Plan B means the 2 cars will intercept the suspicious vehicle and detain the driver. Their back up already arrived so 4 SUV's are now in use.

When the MIB burst out of the alley and into ongoing traffic at 100 miles per hour, a traffic police easily spots them.

"Cop on my tail."

The police car was skillfully intercepted by another MIB car.

The MIB continues to drive, waiting for the confirmation from his folks if the danger had already passed.

"Queen was already asking."

"Damn it." The MIB on the passenger seat mumble.

"Distract them." They all simultanously ordered the MIB with the Queen.

"Suspicious car was successfully detained. The driver will be transferred to our Warehouse 2. Mr. Rosen-Hower was finally informed and he was pissed."

"Uh oh."

"Yup. May our souls rest in peace."

A batch of MIB was already posted in every corner of the mall. They became more alert because of the previous incident.

They parked the car to the reserved parking lot for Mr. Rosen-Hower.

"Yey! We have arrived finally! It was a bummer that we did not see the parade. Right Sunny?"

"You're right Ella. I've never saw any parade before." The Empress said.

Parade?

They gave a discrete glance to their co-worker. He can use different reason and he chose to say there's an ongoing parade?

"What the fuck? If the Queen ask to see the parade where the hell are we going to bring her? Dumbass."

The MIB scratch his head and shrug his shoulders.

"Okay. Let's go to Victoria's secret and La senza." The Queen excitedly said.

The MIB froze in their places. Even the operator manning their team did not even take a breath.

"Goodluck to all of you Gentlemen."

The operator said solemnly.

The mall trip was uneventful. Thank God.

If you consider the Queen asking them their opinion on lingerie and she even ask one of them to inquire for crotchless panties in her words for "easy access".

The saleslady was taken aback when the biggest of the MIB ask for a crotchless panties for the Queen.

They all want to laugh but they hold it in. It would be unprofessional if they laugh.

After dropping off the Queen and the Empress. All the MIB that was involve on the previous car chase went to the warehouse 2.

When they arrive at the warehouse, they thought there's only a brief meeting.

What they did not expect was their boss sitting on his chair wearing a black suit, legs crossed and his face has no signs of any expression.

All their eyes was nervously fidgeting at the nearest exit.

Mr. James Rosen-Hower the scariest motherfucker that they had ever encounter was looking at them impassively.

Not good.

"Sit down. Now." Mr. Rosen-Hower commnaded.

All of them runs to the nearest available seat and the newbie to his badluck was forced to take the seat near the devil.

Mr. Rosen-Hower stood up and all of the MIB inside the room are watching his every move. Their minds are computing the chances of survival just in case Mr. Rosen-Hower blow his gasket. There are 20 MIB inside this room, even if they run towards him at the same time they will never defeat him.

He's that good.

"So tell me what happened this afternoon."

"There's a suspicious car following the Queen and the Empress." One of them answered.

Mr. Rosen-Hower walked around the room. The heels of his shoes was creating a creepy sound that makes the hair on their nape raised. "Tack. Tack. Tack."

"Why did you not spot that car immediately?"

No one answered.

"Why did you not secure the lane?"

No one move. All of them are looking down at the table.

"Why the fuck the car of my Queen was not sandwiched between your SUV's?! Answer me now!"

"We apologize sir. We became lax for a minute and it almost cost the safety of the Queen and the empress. This incident will not be repeated again." Their senior solemnly said.

After a beat, they heard Mr. Rosen- Hower sigh. "I understand. Remember, I hired you all to protect my family. I sleep at night comfortably because I know that you're gonna protect us even if your life was on the line. This incident was a close call. You are lucky that only one car followed them. All MIB's will be retrained in everything. I don't want this incident to happen again. Understood?!"

"Yes Mr. Rosen-Hower." They all shouted.

The same thing was running on the mind of the MIB's, they don't want to dissapoint Mr. Rosen-Hower. He's individually paying them $16,000 a month with full benefits. They all love his family and will do anything to make them happy.

They are all determined to improve their skills because they want to prove to Mr. Rosen- Hower that hiring an ex-convicts and giving them a second chance in life was not a bad decision.

Mr. Rosen-Hower stops right at the door and look at them.

"So what color was the crotchless panties that my wife bought?''

All of them groan in despair.