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Episode 6: \u00a0It’s a Small World<\/em><\/strong><\/h3>\n

Part 2<\/strong><\/h4>\n

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The jets had finally come in, so this seemed like the perfect chance to use one for a mission. The seats resembled a business class lounge, providing everyone ample room to ignore the agents they had less fondness for.<\/p>\n

K sat alone near the cockpit, fiddling with the employee ID cards the Himitsu Takana human resources department had created. He chuckled as he shuffled through the cards. Unlike most human resource departments, theirs was in charge of creating false identities for current agents rather than hiring new ones.<\/p>\n

K stopped chuckling over the IDs when he reached the last one in the pile. He had already seen his fake Magic Kingdom ID, but the one in his hand now was slightly worn and blurred. He let out a soft sigh as he stared at the old ID with his youthful expression. Things were so much simpler back then\u2026<\/p>\n

Pearl peered over K\u2019s shoulder. \u201cThose are some pretty impressive ID cards.\u201d<\/p>\n

K gave her a small smile. \u201cThey\u2019re just souvenirs.\u201d<\/p>\n

Pearl laughed. \u201cLike getting a fake ID in college for spring break?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSomething like that.\u201d<\/p>\n

Pearl sat down beside him. \u201cI\u2019m impressed that the first thing you used the jet for was a vacation!\u201d She shook her head. \u201cThat\u2019s not like you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, after all the trouble we\u2019ve had lately, I think a vacation is a good thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI still wish Red and Diamond could have come with us\u2026 and Jay\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m going to send them off on their own little vacation.\u201d<\/p>\n

Pearl laughed. \u201cEmerald won\u2019t like that Jay\u2019s going with them instead.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWith who?\u201d Emerald leaned forward from the seat behind K\u2019s. She had spread herself as far as possible from the other two agents and Pearl. K, however, she didn\u2019t mind so much.<\/p>\n

\u201cDiamond and Red are going on a separate vacation with Jay.\u201d<\/p>\n

Emerald crossed her arms and shook her head. \u201cI don\u2019t know why you didn\u2019t wait and send me with them. Or bring Diamond instead of me. I don\u2019t even like Disney. It puts fairytale nonsense in girls\u2019 heads. That\u2019s perfect for her.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s not nonsense!\u201d Nick yelled.<\/p>\n

Emerald rolled her eyes. \u201cAnd then they meet Casanovas like Blondie and think they\u2019ve found Prince Charming.\u201d<\/p>\n

Nick beamed. \u201cOf course I\u2019m Prince Charming.\u201d<\/p>\n

Emerald shook her head again. \u201cI was being sarcastic.\u201d<\/p>\n

Nick sat in the seat next to Emerald. \u201cBe honest with yourself. Wouldn\u2019t you rather be with a guy like me than with a guy like Shazam?\u201d<\/p>\n

Emerald smirked. \u201cDid you say JC because you knew if you mentioned Officer Littrell, you would lose?\u201d<\/p>\n

Nick rolled his eyes. \u201cHe\u2019s not so great.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s a perfect gentleman.\u201d<\/p>\n

Nick slammed his hand on the padded armrest, which, understandably, did little damage. \u201cHe works for the government!\u201d Nick took a breath. \u201cNow, me or Shazam?\u201d<\/p>\n

Shazam strolled over. \u201cI\u2019m the obvious choice over you, Carter.\u201d<\/p>\n

Nick rolled his eyes. \u201cOh please. You run away at the first sight of trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n

Shazam shook his head. \u201cThat\u2019s because most of the trouble I come into contact with gets started by you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPearl! Who\u2019s more like Prince Charming, Sham-scam or me?\u201d<\/p>\n

Pearl jumped at suddenly being brought back into the conversation. \u201cWell\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Shazam brushed Pearl off. \u201cBe serious, Nick, a scientist wouldn\u2019t know Prince Charming if he was right in front of her face.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cExcuse me?\u201d Pearl stood and gripped the padding of the top of the seat.<\/p>\n

Nick snickered. \u201cShe\u2019s going to pound you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe should pound you because you play everyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t help it if women think I\u2019m amazing!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe only person who thinks you\u2019re amazing is you.\u201d Emerald rolled her eyes again.<\/p>\n

\u201cEnough.\u201d K shook his head.<\/p>\n

The squabbling continued behind him.<\/p>\n

K stood. \u201cEnough!\u201d<\/p>\n

That did the trick. A blissful silence filled the jet as everyone stopped and looked at K with guilty expressions.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t make me turn this plane around!\u201d he shouted.<\/p>\n

Nick shrugged. \u201cWhy would you do that? It\u2019s a vacation.\u201d<\/p>\n

K shook his head as he sat down. \u201cIt is a vacation. So please take a vacation from your differences.\u201d<\/p>\n

Shazam, Nick, and Pearl reluctantly returned to their seats as the seat belt sign started flashing.<\/p>\n

K put his hand to his head. If they acted like this with the promise of a vacation, just how would they react when they found out it was actually a mission? K sighed and stared at his worn ID again. If only he could really go back there\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a world of laughter, a world of tears!\u201d<\/em> Nick belted out.<\/p>\n

K let his head fall further, \u201cNick\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a world of hopes; it\u2019s a world of fears!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNick\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s so much that we share that it\u2019s time we\u2019re aware!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNick.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a small world after alllll!!!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cNick! If you don\u2019t stop talking right now, I will throw you out of this plane without a parachute!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut I\u2019m not talking. I\u2019m singing!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWithout a parachute!\u201d<\/p>\n

Nick crossed his arms and sank into his seat, pouting. He then started singing quietly to himself. \u201cIt\u2019s a small world after all\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a small world after all\u2026\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

The distant singing pricked the ears of Dr. Rough, who instantly frowned.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a small world after all\u2026\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

The irritating sound only got louder as he stalked through the tunnel, flanked by two of his minions, growing nearer to its source.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a small world after all\u2026\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Dr. Rough burst through a door marked Men\u2019s Wardrobe just in time to witness one of his minions, Abs, belt at the top of his lungs, \u201cIt\u2019s a smaaall, smaaall world!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cSILENCE!\u201d roared Dr. Rough, stopping every minion in the room in his tracks. The ferret on his shoulder gave a startled squeak and scrambled down his back, but the minions froze, pieces of brightly-colored costumes tumbling out of their arms as they looked fearfully at their master. Dr. Rough\u2019s bulging eyes targeted Abs.<\/p>\n

He could feel the vein in his forehead pulsing and took a deep breath, trying to regain control of himself. He couldn\u2019t do anything that would attract too much attention to their operation. Changing his approach, he let his voice fall into a low, silky whisper and simpered, \u201cDr. Rough would like to know why\u2026 why you were singing that song.\u201d<\/p>\n

Abs swallowed hard, his Adam\u2019s apple bobbing in his throat. \u201cRight, well\u2026 you see, I\u2026 I reckon I got caught up in the excitement. That\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n

Excitement\u2026<\/em> Dr. Rough could understand that; he\u2019d been plotting this takeover for months as a back-up for the Antarctic laser debacle, and, so far, all was going according to plan. He was just awaiting confirmation from Drums that the job had been done\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s just, being from London, I\u2019ve never been to Disney World before,\u201d Abs babbled on. If he\u2019d known any better, he would have stopped while he was ahead; Dr. Rough\u2019s mercy only reached so far, and the English minion was now stretching it to its limits. \u201cIt really is quite a magical place, even if we\u2019re only seeing it from below\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIf you think it\u2019s magical now,\u201d snarled Dr. Rough, rapidly losing patience again, \u201cjust wait until it is controlled by FANS. Then the world shall see its true \u2018magical\u2019 power!\u201d An orgasmic shudder jolted through his body as he thought of the plan, and his eye began to twitch.<\/p>\n

\u201cCheers, Dr. Rough!\u201d Abs replied jovially, and on a whim, he struck up his song again. \u201cIt\u2019s a small world after all\u2026 It\u2019s a small world after all\u2026 It\u2019s a-<\/em> aghk!\u201d He let out a strangled cry as Dr. Rough collared him and flattened him against a wall, his hand pressing against Abs\u2019 windpipe.<\/p>\n

Dr. Rough brought his face close to Abs, his enraged eyes boring unblinkingly into the minion\u2019s panicked ones. He spoke in a deathly hiss that had long since lost its silkiness. \u201cNever\u2026 never sing that song again!\u201d Abs winced as the hot breath hit his face. \u201cSmall<\/em>\u2026 I hate the word \u2018small,\u2019\u201d Dr. Rough spat. As he looked up into the fearful face of his minion, he realized how much taller the English chap was. His eye winked involuntarily again as he released Abs and turned away.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe world Dr. Rough shall soon control is not a small one!\u201d he proclaimed, raising his voice to reach every minion in the room. \u201cIt is a vast kingdom without boundaries, without limits! I shall be its all-powerful ruler, and you — those of you who serve me well — will be rewarded as my loyal subjects, while those who defy me will suffer. Starting, of course, with the meddlesome agents of Himitsu Takana.\u201d<\/p>\n

While the minions absorbed this message, Dr. Rough\u2019s thoughts turned to the revenge he sought against the agency that had defied him time and time again. They would not succeed in thwarting him this time. Even if they tried to interfere, he had the advantage of home soil and nearly all his minions at his beck and call. Together, they would defeat HimTak.<\/p>\n

\u201cHear, hear!\u201d cried Abs in relief, massaging his tender throat.<\/p>\n

Dr. Rough ignored him, looking around for his most loyal companion. He made a chirruping noise, and the ferret scampered out from behind a rack of clothing and nimbly streaked back up to his place on Dr. Rough\u2019s shoulder. \u201cThere, there, Dr. Twitches,\u201d he murmured, scratching the ferret\u2019s head with one finger. \u201cThere\u2019s nothing to fear. Drums should return any moment, and Phase One of our plan will be complete.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cS-so what\u2019s Phase Two, Dr. Rough?\u201d asked Donnie, looking over at him. \u201cWe\u2019ve got all those people tied up, but what happens next?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWait until Drums returns. Then you shall know\u2026 if<\/em> you\u2019re lucky. Why I should tell you anything — you who are prone to insane rants in public places — I am not sure.\u201d<\/p>\n

Donnie hung his head, his pale cheeks flushing. \u201cI-I\u2019m so sorry, master,\u201d he stammered. \u201cI-I still don\u2019t know h-how to\u2026 to explain that. I\u2026 I wasn\u2019t myself. But I\u2019m b-back in my\u2026 my right mind now, and I-I promise to serve you m-most faithfully\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe information you obtained in Los Angeles will be useful for my next great scheme,\u201d Dr. Rough conceded. \u201cThat\u2019s the only reason I\u2019ve allowed you to come on this mission. You understand, I\u2019m sure.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cO-of course, master.\u201d Donnie nodded frantically. \u201cI-I won\u2019t let you down! I-\u201d<\/p>\n

A pair of footsteps approaching in the tunnel stopped the minion with a squeak, and all heads turned toward the closed door. Dr. Rough\u2019s fingers tightened around the gun tucked inside his jacket, his eyes narrowing. The door burst open, and his fingers relaxed their grip as he watched a big, blue figure bounce into the room.<\/p>\n

The bulging blue gloves instantly went to the massive, caricatured head of the Genie and pulled it off. There stood Drums, his own head appearing shrunken above the padded Genie costume. He tossed the grinning blue face aside and looked around the room at Dr. Rough and all his merry minions. Then he flashed a wide, gloating grin. \u201cWe in, y\u2019all.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dr. Rough\u2019s eyes grew large with excitement. \u201cThe bomb has been planted?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRight where ya wanted it, boss. Dat night-vision mode on mah eye came in handy, yo,\u201d Drums added, adjusting the metal headband that helped to hold his prosthetic eye in place. \u201cAin\u2019t nobody gonna find that sucka in the dark.\u201d<\/p>\n

A sinister smile made its way across the evil genius\u2019s face. \u201cExcellent. Then Phase One is complete. We\u2019ve taken our hostages, the bomb is in place, and so we proceed to Phase Two. This, my minions, is where I will need you the most. Are you listening?\u201d<\/p>\n

He looked around, pleased to see that every eye in the room was fixed on him. They were paying attention.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow that we\u2019ve infiltrated the park, we have to take care to make sure no one suspects anything out of the ordinary. We must not be discovered until the time is right\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut Dr. Rough,\u201d spoke up Shane, another one of those obnoxious European minions. \u201cForgive me, but haven\u2019t we already raised suspicion? The hail\u2026 and the snow. I\u2019m just an Irishman, but even me mates and I know it doesn\u2019t snow in Orlando, Florida.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dr. Rough grimaced, annoyed at the pesky minion for bringing this up again. \u201cI admit, mistakes have been made,\u201d he replied through gritted teeth. \u201cBut the machine had to be tested. At least we know it works, although not yet to the best of its ability. But once Walt Disney World is destroyed, we will have control of all its power resources, and then, at last, my weather machine will be fully operational. Soon, my minions, we will control the forces of nature. We will unleash its fury and wreak havoc upon all of North America, and then\u2026 the world!\u201d<\/p>\n

Lightning struck, and a great boom of thunder drowned out the maniacal laughter of Dr. Rough and his agents. Dr. Rough\u2019s cackling cut off abruptly. \u201cCurse that blasted machine,\u201d he growled. \u201cFatone, I thought I told you to turn it off!\u201d<\/p>\n

Joey gulped. \u201cI thought I did, Dr. Rough.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cApparently, you did not, as it\u2019s now thunderstorming!\u201d raged Dr. Rough. \u201cPut your Mickey costume back on and check it again!\u201d<\/p>\n

The minion nodded. \u201cI\u2019m on it, Doc.\u201d He stepped back into his Mickey Mouse jumpsuit, pulled the large mouse head over his own, and hurried out of the wardrobe room.<\/p>\n

Once he was gone, Dr. Rough turned to the rest of his minions. \u201cAs I was saying\u2026 we must not be discovered. So, we will take the places of the hostages you have captured and patrol the park undercover in their costumes. No one will suspect a thing, so long as you stay in character and play your part. Is that understood?\u201d<\/p>\n

The minions nodded. Then Abs asked, \u201cMight we choose our own costumes? I\u2019d rather like to be that bloke from–\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou are testing Dr. Rough\u2019s patience again, Abs,\u201d Dr. Rough growled. \u201cLet us see who you have taken hostage, and then<\/em> we shall decide who wears what costume. Follow me.\u201d<\/p>\n

He led the minions out of the wardrobe room and into a tiny hair salon called Kingdom Kutters. Every chair held a frightened Disney employee, who had been bound, gagged, and strapped in. Only their eyes were allowed to move; they darted around, wide and fearful, as their captors swarmed in.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe laid out their costumes over here, Dr. Rough,\u201d said Shane, leading his master over to a spare bit of floor in front of a counter full of hair products. The various character costumes had been spread out across the floor, while the corresponding masks and headpieces sat on the countertop. \u201cIf you don\u2019t mind a suggestion, Kian and I thought perhaps you should be Doc.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dr. Rough looked at the gargantuan head, with its silly round nose, white beard, and spectacles, and roared with rage. He threw out his arm, flinging the mask off the counter, and grabbed Shane\u2019s throat. \u201cA dwarf?!\u201d he snarled. \u201cYou dare suggest I resemble a dwarf?!\u201d<\/p>\n

His eyes were murderous, and Shane began to tremble. \u201cN-no, Dr. Rough, not at all!\u201d he sputtered hoarsely. \u201cI merely thought, because you are so intelligent\u2026 our leader\u2026 and you call yourself d-doctor!\u201d<\/p>\n

Dr. Rough threw him down to the floor and pulled his gun. \u201cI am<\/em> a doctor,\u201d he hissed, \u201cand I\u2019m pronouncing your time of death\u2026 now!\u201d Before anyone could react, he fired three bullets into Shane\u2019s chest. The Irishman twitched and shook as he drew in his last, labored breaths. Within a few moments, his body had gone limp and lifeless.<\/p>\n

Dr. Rough kicked him aside. \u201cAnyone else think I should dress as a dwarf?\u201d he threatened, brandishing his gun.<\/p>\n

The other minions shook their heads quickly, backing away.<\/p>\n

\u201cGood. Then I shall be\u2026\u201d He looked around, his eyes gleaming as they settled upon the perfect costume. \u201cJafar.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cG-good choice, master! V-very appropriate!\u201d Donnie exclaimed, quivering.<\/p>\n

\u201cNaturally,\u201d said Dr. Rough. He turned to Drums. \u201cAnd you, Drums, you shall stay as the Genie?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know it, Doc,\u201d said Drums, rubbing the golden cuffs around his blue wrists. \u201cBlang blang, baby!\u201d<\/p>\n

Dr. Rough nodded. \u201cThe rest of you, choose a costume and put it on quickly. We must get back up to the park before anyone grows suspicious at the lack of characters around. I\u2019m afraid the sound of my bullets won\u2019t have helped.\u201d He sighed, stroking Dr. Twitches again. \u201cSometimes, anger gets the best of us, doesn\u2019t it, Dr. Twitches?\u201d<\/p>\n

The ferret chattered in response.<\/p>\n

\u201cDaddy\u2019s going to dress you like a parrot; won\u2019t that be nice?\u201d he cooed, pulling a knife from his pocket. He began to hack away at the stuffed parrot hooked to the Jafar costume, hollowing it out so that he could cloak his ferret in it.<\/p>\n

\u201cDr. Rough, if you don\u2019t want to be a dwarf, I will,\u201d said Kian happily, picking up the Doc head, eager to compensate for his friend\u2019s mistake. He put the large head on over his own and marched around, testing out his new costume. All around him, the others were putting on their own gear. \u201cThis\u2019ll be a real gas!\u201d Kian exclaimed. \u201cReady, lads? Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it\u2019s off to work we go\u2026<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n

A loud bang cut off the minion\u2019s cheerful whistling. As \u201cDoc\u201d toppled over onto his bulbous nose, the others turned in shock to see Dr. Rough, now dressed as Jafar, blow calmly on the smoking barrel of his gun.<\/p>\n

Blood poured from the small hole in Kian\u2019s back as Dr. Rough stowed the gun in the folds of his long, black robes, looked around at the remaining minions, and smiled beneath his tall, bejeweled turban. Picking up his golden walking staff, he said, \u201cWell\u2026 you heard the man, didn\u2019t you? Off to work we go.\u201d<\/p>\n

The cobra head ornamenting his staff bobbed before him as he strode to the door, Dr. Twitches on his shoulder, and a ragtag parade of Disney favorites traipsing along behind him.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

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