"24 Bottles of beer on the wall...24 bottles of beer..." The warbly voice waifed across the empty floors of Section.

Nobody cared he was singing, nobody was there. No action was taking place. The guns were all neatly stacked in the corners. The tear gas sat quietly in the can. The operatives were all on stand by. No one had heard a word on a mission. All was quiet. And frankly Birkoff had had enough! Finally the object of his ire came staggering in through the door way.

"About time you got back! Do you know what time it is?" Birkoff sounded like a mother hen, clucking over it's tardy chick.

Michael looked up though glassy eyes, "They kept me longer than I thought. Can I help it if they adore me?" He tried to smile, but failed miserably, he was sore and tierd, visitng each and every writer was hard work. They had put him through his paces. He was a little worse for the ware and looking for some down time.

"Well. While you were out getting your goodies off. What do you think we were doing here?? Care to take a guess? NOTHING. Did you hear me? NOTHING. We were all bored out of our MINDS! Did you happen to just ONCE think of us? NOOOO. You just needed your jolly's. Well, fine. That's just fine. I hope you're satisfied. The most covert operation in the world and now a bunch of women know every tiny detail of our inner workings....Did you stop to think for one minute what this could do to us?"

Michael tried to think of a time when he had heard Birkoff string so many words together at one time. He couldn't. "I'm sorry?"

"Sorry? SORRY? Oh well that just doesn't cut it now does it?? I think you owe everyone here a huge apology! Starting with Operations. He has been mopeing around for days!! Days I tell you! Go. GO!" Birkoff watched as Michael slowly climbed up to the huge glassed in area.

Suddenly he turned to you.

YOU. Yes you. You staring at your computer screen with a silly grin on your face. Get to work. Put US back to work. Enough of this fantasy stuff, It was fun, but I need an action sequence. Come on I know you can do it.

Don't MAKE me start singing again!!!

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