I woke up to hear the TV on. I slowly opened my eyes, hoping to adjust to the light. Midas was sitting on the edge of my bed, mesmerized by something on the television.

"Morning M. Whatcha watchin?" I asked. Midas turned around and threw his arms around me, engulfing me in a hug. I was surprised, but I returned his hug. "Why the good mood Midas?" I asked, confused.

"She contacted me! She wants to help," he said, pulling away from me, and turning off the TV.

"Who did?"

"Jules. She wants to help me get back at my parents for hating me all these years. And because of us." I blinked, not understanding what he was getting at. "She texted me, look!"

Midas pulled out his phone, and clicked on his most recent message.

Michel, we have to talk

It's Midas, Jules. Why must we talk?

It's about you and the cat. I support you

and I think we should meet up. We need to

kick mom and dad's ass.

I'm intrigued. How did you find out about us?

Midas, you were at a wedding venue.

Right, right. Where do we meet?

Right here:

What time?

Noon. Bring the cat.

Meowscles?

Yeah whatever, just don't be late.

See you then Jules.

My mouth dropped open. "So someone's willing to help you out?"

"It seems so,"

"Then let's get to work for right now, and we meet at the helipad at 11:30?"

"Sounds good. Let's get ready, and then meet me in the meeting room for a briefing,"

I nodded and got up. Midas did the same, and called the agents on his earpiece telling them to meet him downstairs in thirty minutes.

~

"Alright agents, here's the deal. Meow and I are leaving at 11:30 or so, and I don't know how long we'll be gone for. We will be gathering some intel. Brutus, you will be in charge until we return. The rest of you will be gathering information off of the computers in your offices. No one better be in the commons, or the boiler room for crying out loud."

"He's talking to you Skye."

"Yeah, I got that Peels,"

"Attention." Midas tapped his foot on the floor, and the rest of the agents turned to him. "That will be all. You are dismissed, but remember what I told you: Shadow is out there. Trust no one." and with that, the agents left the briefing room to do their tasks for the day.

"Alright Yoda, Imma go work for now," I started towards the door when I felt a hand grab my wrist.

"Is that supposed to tell me I'm short?" Midas asked from behind me.

I turned around and looked down at him. "You are short my dude" I joked. He hated being called "dude" or "my dude". I don't know why, but I can take it to my advantage.

"Don't 'my dude' me Meow. I'm not short, you're just too tall."

"Yeah right,"

Midas let out a sigh. I wasn't too much taller than him. A couple of inches at best. He jerked me closer to him so our bodies were touching, and he pulled me into a kiss. I smiled into the kiss, holding his waist in my hands. Midas was skinny too, so I was able to hold his waist easily. We pulled apart to get air.

"Am I still short?"

"Unless you grew during that kiss, then yes, you are still short,"

Midas groaned, and pulled me closer once again, and I was expecting it this time. I held a hand over his cheek, and heard Midas giggle.

He giggled, and it was the cutest thing ever.

But Midas wanted more. He scratched me behind the ear, hitting my "soft spot". I softly moaned, and he took the chance to slip his tongue into my mouth. I turned him around, and pushed him up against the wall, running a hand down his chest. He shivered at my touch.

We pulled away once more.

"Okay, I think you grew that time. Only a little, but you're certainly taller," I joked.

"Aww, I was having fun being short!" Midas pouted, dropping his hands to his sides.

"Well, maybe you can be short later. I'm headed off to work," I said, opening the door, and holding it open for Midas to walk through.

"See you at 11:30 then?"

"Mhm. I'll see ya then Midas,"

~

I sat on the landing skids of the helicopter awaiting Midas' arrival. I pulled my phone from my pocket, and opened Instagram. I opened the group chat that us agents all had.

Meow!

:)

I shoved my phone back in my pocket, and adjusted my position on the landing skids.

"Ready to go Meow?" Midas scared me, and I jumped. He softly laughed, and I looked up to see his cheeks dusted with a light shade of pink. Midas was wearing his normal suit, tie, and dark grey waistcoat. I was shirtless, like always, and wearing my blue jeans and suspenders.

"Yeah, I am," I said, standing up and taking his hand. Midas ran his other hand through his hair. With the bright sun shining down on us, his jawline stood out, and you could see his golden eye glowing in the light. He looked stunning with absolutely no effort. "Did I ever tell you how nice you looked today?"

"You didn't, but I appreciate it, love." I blushed slightly at his answer.

"So where are we headed?" I asked, watching as Midas started the chopper.

"The coordinates lead to the box factory. Isn't that where you used to guard before we got the yacht back from Deadpool?"

"Yeah...it is!" I exclaimed. The chopper lifted up in the air, and we took off. I strapped myself into the passenger seat, and set my eyes to Midas' hands on the controls. I could pilot a chopper, but I wasn't the best. And watching Midas' glowing, golden hands and arms move around the buttons and switches was hypnotic.

"Meow, Meow?" Midas' calm, soothing voice snapped me back to reality.

"Huh?"

"I- are you okay? You seem...scared?" Midas asked, searching for words.

"Yeah, just nervous to hear what your sister'll say,"

"It'll be okay Meow, I promise. She's not like my parents, or my brother anymore for that matter." I lifted my head up, and stared at the ground below us. We were nearing the factory.

I let the chopper descend a couple of feet, and I jumped from the vehicle, landing with my knees bent low, and my hands outstretched. Midas did the same. I watched as the chopper slowly lowered, as Midas looked at his phone, probably looking at Jules' message.

"She said she'd be at the bunker. Do you by chance know where that is? I've never been out here before..." Midas trailed off, looking around the factory.

"Yeah, c'mon." I took hold of his hand once more, and pulled out a gun, just in case it would've been a trap.

Midas stayed close to me, moving his head around looking for Jules.

"Hey! You two!"

"Jules. Come on, this way!" Midas called. I ran after him, sliding my pistol back into its holster. Midas skidded to a halt, and I did the same.

Standing in front of us was a girl, looking to be in her late twenties. Maybe two years older than myself. She had tan skin, and different shades of purple tattoos all over her arms and neck. She had small freckles under her eyes, and a gold nose ring on the bottom of her nose. She wore a pair of red goggles on her head, and her black hair was pulled back into two neatly done pigtails. She had on a pair of brown work boots, not too different from my own, a pair of jeans with metal patches on the kneecaps, and she wore a brown tool belt around her waist. Her look was topped off with a pair of brown hefty work gloves, and a small perch on her back, holding a mechanical owl with yellow glowing eyes. I took note of her cream colored crop top, holding the "Shadow" logo on the top middle of it.

"Meowscles, Jules. Jules, Meowscles," Midas said.

"Nice to meet you Jules. You're Midas' sister, correct?"

"Hit the nail right on the head," Jules replied.

"Why the Shadow logo Jules?" Midas asked. He sounded skeptical, like he wasn't sure if he could trust the girl.

"It's only a cover. I'm not a part of this shitty war,"

"And you'd be smart to stay out of it. It's not fun," I said.

"Agreed." Midas started. "Alright, what did you call us here for?"

"First of all, you two are a cute couple," she said, looking down at our hands, which I just realised were still holding on to one another. "Secondly, I want to knock some sense into mom and dad, so I was wondering if I could get some...info...I guess,"

"What kind of info?" I asked, repositioning my posture so my right leg was slightly bent.

"I don't know... about your business, or about what your job is like. Just to tell them that you've accomplished something in life, and you're not as stupid as they thought you were. And I guess stuff about you," she finished, pointing a finger at me.

Midas hummed and nodded slowly. "Sounds good. Meow, you okay with that?" Midas asked, turning to look at me.

"Sure thing M. I can make that work," I smiled softly at Jules.

"Sounds good. Currently I'm living at Holly Hedges, so if you need me, I'll be at the large green house there. Number 12," she turned on her heel and began to walk away, when she suddenly stopped and looked over her shoulder. "Just don't let Shadow know you talked to me. I'm currently "working for them". Not doing much though, cause like I said, I don't want any part of this war. I'll be in touch," she said, and disappeared.

"Okay, well that was interesting," I said, following Midas as he started walking up to the chopper.

"Agreed,"

We were about to pass the factory building, when we heard a crash coming from inside. Midas pulled out his dagger, and one of my hands hovered over a pistol. I quietly jogged up to the main entrance, and Midas did the same. I slowly pushed the door open, sticking my head inside.

"Oh no! That was my last water bottle. Kit, what do we do?"

"Meow!"

"No, you're not helping me. I'll have to go back to Lazy. But I don't have any more money. Kit, I think we're screwed,"

"Hiss!"

"You hear someone? Shoot, we have to hide!"

I stepped out into the open sliding my pistol back into place. "No you don't." I spoke in a calm voice. I didn't wish to scare them.

Standing in front of me was a small kitten. The kitten looked like me. Not a human, but a full on cat. It was a calico as well, sitting in a small box, it's tail puffed up, it's back arched. There was also a small girl next to the box. She looked to be about seven years old. She had long hair that went to the small of her back, and the colors of the hair were also similar to my own fur. The main hair color was black, and she had a small patch of caramel colored hair near her right ear. She had small cat ears poking up from her head. One of her eyes was golden, the other being light grey. They looked similar to Midas' eyes as well. Strange. She had a long caramel tail coming from behind her light blue jeans and a pastel yellow shirt, with small gold sparkles scattered around the top. She was wearing a pair of black combat boots, and she had light skin. She looked really scared.

"Shh, shh, it's okay Kit, calm down. I'm so sorry, I didn't know we weren't supposed to be here. We can leave..." the girl started to say.

"No no, it's okay," I said, cutting her off. Midas stepped out from behind my back, and slowly walked towards the two.

"What's your name, child?" he asked softly, as he sat down in front of the girl. I walked up behind him, and sat on my knees, resting a hand on his shoulder.

"Luna. And this is Kit,"

"It's nice to meet mew two," I said, hoping to lift the mood with a cat pun. The girl started to ease up a little bit. She knew we didn't want to hurt her. And I was surprised, but Midas was so calm. He just sat there, studying her face as words sprang around the room.

"Who are you guys?" Luna asked, cocking her head.

"I'm Midas. This is Meowscles," Midas said

"We're agents. From the Agency. You might've heard of the place?"

"Yeah, we definitely have. And actually I think I've heard those names before. Not when being talked about on the news or the paper though. Like, recently," Luna said.

"Do you have a backstory?" Midas asked, still very calm.

"All I remember is being tested on. In a place called "The Grotto" I believe. That's where I've heard your names! They were trying to mix both of your DNA, and I was the test subject. Kit and I had nowhere to go. You see, my parents were killed in the war, and Kit was brainwashed, so he doesn't remember how to talk anymore. We were walking along Retail Row, and then we were taken by these people in all black, with black face coverings. I was a normal cat at one point too. Calico as well as yourself," she explained. "I came out of their base, and I was a humanoid cat. That's where Kit was brainwashed. We had no idea where to go after that, so we thought we'd camp out here. I had found some money along the way, and I had gone to Lazy Lake, which is just north of here, to get water and food for both of us. But we don't have any more of it."

Midas leaned in and whispered something into my ear. "What should we do?"

"Should we take them back to the Agency?"

"We could, but they'd be our responsibility."

"Like kids?"

"You're right. They'd be our kids. Quote unquote that is,"

"Are you okay with that M?"

"Only if you are."

"Well, I am."

"Then it's settled."

"We could let them stay in my room, and we could stay in yours,"

"Okay. Sounds good to me," Midas turned back to the kids and I did the same.

"Would you two like to come back to the Agency with us? We could be your guardians if you would be okay with that," Midas said quietly. I didn't let it show, but I was so excited about us possibly having "kids". I never thought it could happen, but here we are.

"If we wouldn't be too much trouble, I'd love to stay with you. You both seem really nice,"

"Meow!"

"So Kit wants to too?" I asked.

"You speak cat?" Luna asked.

"That I do my dear,"

"Come on. The chopper's just around back," Midas said, standing up and taking Luna's hand. I reached into the box and took hold of Kit. I followed Midas to the chopper, and helped the three of them inside before entering myself.