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Anya moaned as she sat up. The first thing she noticed was that her mama and papa were also both on the floor, starting to wake up. Loid immediately sat up and started to look around, so did Yor and Bond barked at her feet.

"Anya are you alright"? Yor asked as she picked Anya up and started to examine her for injures.  

"Yor, Anya are you alright?" Loid asked "We're fine but where are we?" Yor demanded, "It seems we are in a theatre, but we aren't alone".

"Anya!" Came two voices, as Becky and Damian came running over, followed by Emile and Ewen. 

"What did you do"?? Damian demanded, getting up in Anya's face. "I didn't do anything, honest!" Anya protested.

"Master Desmond!" Mr.Henderson exclaimed, "That is no way to treat a lady, and it is certainly not elegant!" 

Bond growled at him, and only then did Damian notice him.

"Wow.. you wern't kidding, your dog is big!" He exclaimed. Anya smirked at him, " I told you" she said.

"Yor!" Yuri called as he ran over to her, "Are you all right, are you hurt"? Then he saw Loid. "LOIDY WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER, HOW DID YOU GET US HERE?? I KNEW YOU WERE A SPY!!" 

"Yuri calm down, I'm sure Loid didn't bring us here!" Yor said, in an attempt to calm Yuri down.

Loid didn't answer, instead he started surveying the room and noting all the people there, and looking for an exit.

"Any sign of an escape?" Handler asked as she went over to Loid with Fiona. 

"None that I can see" He replied, no visible doors, and the walls are solid". 

" I can't find my weapons" said Handler, "Stay on guard", both spies nodded 

"Well hellooo, pretty ladies" Said Franky, as he strolled up and started to attempt to flirt with them. " How are you- OWWWWW", he howled as Fiona slapped him.  "i only have eyes for Twilight." She thought.

"Papa? Where are we?" Anya asked as Bond trotted up behind her.

All the spies turned to her, and Handler knelt down. "Don't worry, we will find a way out soon" She said. 

Anya was about to read her mind to see if she was telling the truth, when the giant screen came on at the front of the room. It read, Take a seat.

Everyone looked at it, then decided to follow and everyone sat. 

Here are the seating arrangements:

First: Becky, Loid, Anya (Bond on the floor in front of her), Yor, Yuri 

Second: Emile, Damian, Ewen, Franky, Mr. Henderson

Third: Handler, Fiona

"Papa.." Anya whimpered, " Its alright" Loid immediately tried to comfort her, " We'll be out soon". "Yeah!" Yor said with a big smile, Bond barked encouragingly.

"Do you know if she has Mr.Chimera?" Loid asked, "Yeah it's here in her backpack, Anya here's Chimera!" 

Handler watched in amusement, she marvelled at how much Twilight acted like a real father. However Damian watched in envy, her family was just a commoner family, however he would give up all the riches, just for his father to pay attention to him. Yuri glared at Loid in suspicion. 

The screen switched text 

I have decided that all these secrets are bad for your family

"Secrets?? What secrets?" Becky demanded

Everyone was confused except for the spies, Franky and the 4 members of the Forgers, who all shrunk down in their seats. Bond covered his head with his paws.

"Stay on your guard, if this is true then you'll be compromised" Handler warned into Loid earpiece. Loid gave a tiny nod. Franky glanced at Loid worriedly.

 Starting now your secrets will be revealed 

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SPY x FAMILY

Episode 1

Operation Strix

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The scene opens to a highway, a black car driving through it.

“How much longer to the embassy?” a voice asked

“I believe it will be around 20 minutes, sir,” 

All the spies stomachs dropped. 

"Who is this?" Becky wondered, "I thought we were watching the Forgers, not some random car." 

"Huh?" zooming into the car, two guys sat in the car. "The brake's not working." The men driving the car said, eyes wide with panic.

"Oh no they are going to crash!!" Becky said, eyes wide with panic

"COOL!!" Damian, Emile and Ewen.

 "THIS IS NOT APPROPRIATE FOR CHILDREN" Mr. Henderson yelled 

" I think I heard something about this," Yuri contemplated.

"Hey, you! Up front! Look up front!" Cried the men behind him. A moment later the black car crashed into the wall of the highway and flew off with a Boom. 

All of the kids eyes widened. As Loid and Yor both attempted to cover Anya's eyes, however Anya pushed both of their hands away. 

The car fell and fell and crashed to the ground and exploded. 

"Are they dead?" Anya asked

"MISS.ANYA!" Mr. Henderson exclaimed," I'M SURE THEIR NO-" 

"One of our diplomats perished In a car accident in Ostania." 

Mr.Henderson starred," I can't believe this is playing for kids" He muttered.

A symbol of what seemed to be an eye was shown. 

All the spies and Franky paled. " They weren't lying, get ready" Handler muttered into the earpiece. 

"That's.... That's the Wise symbol!!!" Yuri said "I CAN FINALLY SEE TWILIGHT FOR WHO HE REALLY IS, HAHHA." 

"Yuri, how do you know that??" Yor demanded, turning to her brother accusingly.

"Oh.. uh, I saw it in the office...???" Yuri said nervously. Yor eyed him but didn't say anything.

The camera zoomed out, there was a room lit by a few lamps. Some people wearing suits sat around a table

"But we believe it to be an assassination by the East's far-right political party.

Yor paled at the word assassination.

They are plotting a war against our nation of Westalis."  The man continued and the screen paned over to a map, with a candle lit in the middle. 

"We must do everything we can to figure out their plan." 

Sylvia shot a worried look in Twilight's direction, all the spies were on edge. 

Let's let him take care of it.

"Who's him??" Becky demanded, Loid paled 

"Quiet I want to see!" Damian hollered at her. Becky made a rude gesture at him.

"MS. BLACKBELL, WE DO NOT MAKE RUDE GESTURES AT PEOPLE, DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS??? IT IS IMPOLITE AND NOT ELEGANT AT ALL!!" Mr. Henderson yelled

The best agent we have.

Anya's eyes widened, she didn't want anyone to know about papa's real job, she mustn’t let them find out! Anya jumped in front of the screen and started waving her arms frantically. 

"Anya.... sit... down...!" Yor said scoldingly. Anya froze, then slowly sat down.

"Yeah sit down", Emile jeered. Yor sent him a death glare, and Becky leaped to tackle him but Loid and Mr.Henderson held her back until Becky calmed down enough to sit back down.

Loid glanced at Anya thankfully, but started to wonder.

" I don't believe in coincidences " he thought, " Is something else going on here ?"

Anya paled, " Great" , she thought " I tried to protect papa's job and now he might be onto me." Bond whined at her feet.

" She looked nice when she stood up against the light " Damian thought, " WAIT WHAT ARE YOU THINKING? YOUR A DESMOND, DESMOND'S DON'T LIKE COMMONERS!!!

Yuri was practically about to fly out of his seat in anticipation, he knew who would be coming on next. 

Loid's anxiety was rising quickly, along with all the other spies in the room and Franky.  

Twilight.

"YESSSS" Yuri howled, "I WILL SEE WHO TWILIGHT REALLY IS AND ARREST HIM HAHAHA!!"

"YURI!" Yor hollered "WHY DO YOU HAVE A GRUDGE AGAINST THIS MAN?! YOU ALSO HAVE NO AUTHORITY TO ARREST HIM!"

Yuri didn't answer, only staring at the screen in anticipation.

" The shopkeeper said he was not a threat " Yor thought, " With the way Yuri's reacting, maybe he is ?"

Anya paled again, "If mama thinks papa is a threat, will they attack each other??" 

All the spies and Franky paled along with Anya. "I hate this" , they all thought.

The screen shifted outside to a car, 2 men were talking behind it.

"Here's the goods I promised. Proof that the Foreign minister wears a toupee." Pulling out a photo.

"What's a toupee?" Becky asked. "YEAH!" said all the kids.

"A toupee is a small wig or artificial hair piece worn to cover a bald spot." Loid explained

"Ohhh" all the kids said.

"Loid is so smart." Becky thought lovingly. Anya made a face.

"THE SCREEN SHOULD NOT BE SHOWING THESE KINDS OF DEALINGS!!" Shrieked Mr. Henderson, "I DON'T THEM DOING DIRTY BUSINESS LIKE THIS!!" 

"I'm sure the kids won't do anything like that", said Yor "Will you?" 

"No" all the kids chorused. " My sis is so good with kids" Yuri thought fondly.

"I even have the negatives." The men wearing all black continued, Throwing something to the other man.

"Well done, Now we can force him to resign." an old blonde man with a beard praised. 

He turned away, "I look forward to doing business with you again." 

"What's wrong with wearing a wig?" Becky demanded.

"Yeah!" Said Anya

Damian rolled his eyes

Yuri was leaning forward even more now, he was about to fall off his chair in excitement. Yor looked at him strangely and he sat back, coughing nervously.

The blonde guy waved a hand and drove away in the car, leaving the men dressed in black alone. 

"Hey." A voice called, The men turned around. Eyes widened with shock. The same blonde men and two bodyguards can be shown.

Handler inwardly smiled, " Good job Twilight " she thought. 

"HUH??" Becky demanded in confusion, "Didn't he just leave??"

"Maybe they're twins...?" Damian supplied, however he was also unsure of his own theory.

"How about you hand over the goods now?" reaching forward his hand. "Huh? Wha-But you just-" The other men fumbled with the words.

He turned around and shoved his face in his hands in despair, "He got me!" 

"BWAHAHAHAHA" Becky started laughing furiously, "HIS FACE" She wheezed. Anya joined in the laughter, so did Franky. 

Code name: Twilight, A spy

Yuri screamed in excitement, "SHOW ME WHO HE IS, SHOW MEE" 

"Sit down Yuri!" Yor scolded.

The screen zoomed into the car, and a man ripped away a mask. 

"LOIDYYYYYY" Yuri howled as he lunged toward Loid, only being held back by Yor, Handler and Fiona. "I KNEW IT!! HOW DARE YOU! USING MY SISTER LIKE THAT! WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING?! 

The spies held Yuri back as Yor went to talk with Loid. 

"How could you??" She asked quietly. "I'm sorry" Loid said, "I just didn't know what else to do." 

"Was it real?" Yor asked quietly again, "obviously not the marriage, but was the family?" The theatre got quiet waiting for his answer. 

"Yes" He finally said, "Yes it is, and i'm not lying"

Yor smiled at him, He smiled back. They sat there for a while until Anya broke the silence.

"Mama and Papa are flirting," Anya commented.

"WE ARE NOT" Both Loid and Yor hollered, going red with embarrassment. The whole theatre erupted with laughter.

"All right can we stop talking and watch the show", Franky panted, still recovering from laughing.

"Yuri glared at Loid, " Your on very thin ice Twilight" he snarled, "Don't mess anything else up"

Twilight threw the mask away and sighed. He took out a pair of glasses and pushed them on.

"That was hot", Fiona and Becky thought at the same time, Anya tried not to throw up.

The scene changes to a restaurant, a blonde lady is speaking, “My dad has been in a foul mood lately, someone stole his toupee pictures, or something” she says and frowns, “What even? I’m so mad,” she ranted. Now the screen focused on Twilight, “Hello? Are you even listening, Robert?

"I can see why you never got caught", Damian said squinting at the screen, "you look so different"

Twilight hums and acknowledges her, she is back on screen with a crowd clapping behind, a proposal happening, it catches her attention, “So, Robert…

"Were you dating someone else, Loid??" Yor demanded 

"NO" Loid protested, "I-" He then realised there was no good way of putting it.

"Just please watch." He answered instead. Yor huffed, but turned back to the screen.

Do you think one day we’ll also-”

“Karen, Let’s break up.” Twilight says suddenly, the woman looks at him surprised.

“What?!”

“I’m afraid I can’t sense any intelligence in your conversations” Twilight starts getting up, “Farewell, May you find happiness,”

“Hey! Robert! You can’t just do that to me! 'Robert”

"That's her name, Karen?" Yor asked. "Yeah" said Loid 

"That was harsh, Loidy." Yuri said, "Though from the first few seconds of your conversation I can see why".

Anya, Becky and Damian snickered.

"What an elegant way to break up Mr. Forger!" Mr. Henderson said.

The scene changed to Robert, now Twilight again. Pulling out a the photo of the toupee, he thought

" Sorry, Karen, but I have no further use for your family. " He threw the glasses and pictures into the fire.

Loid pailed again, " They can hear my thoughts??" 

Anya smirked, if only he knew

“As of tonight I am also done with the mask known as Robert. Marriage? Conventional happiness? I got rid of those aspirations, as well as my identity, the day I became a spy.”

"That...Was..... ELEGANTTTTT" Mr. Henderson shrieked. 

"I thought you were happy!" said Becky, "You seemed so happy!" Yuri shushed her.

"What is your real name?" Damian asked.

"I- don't remember," Loid admitted. 

"THAT'S SO SADD" Becky said, 

" Poor papa" Anya thought, she decided to crawl onto his lap to make him feel better.

The screen brightened and a train station could be seen. It panned out to Twilight, walking towards a bench, wearing a light brown coat and his usual hat, carrying a cup of coffee, a newspaper and a briefcase. 

He placed his case onto the ground and sat next to an old man who was currently readying a newspaper. They switched newspapers. 

" Another spy?" Yuri wondered

"COOL" All the kids exclaimed. 

“Meow…” 

“What’s meow?” Anya wondered.

“Must be Cipher C,” there is an announcement of the train’s departure. Twilight then gets on the train and once he is seated he starts reading the paper. The focus is now on the newspaper, Twilight deciphering the message written on it.

“COOL” All the kids exclaimed again. 

“Are they going to reveal how to decipher our code??” Handler worried 

Yuri was already taking notes on how to decipher it.

Good day, or perhaps, good evening, Twilight. Loid read.

Well done on your last mission. Thanks to you, the minister lived another day, to the great benefit of our country. Now, then, I have your next mission. 

"THEY'RE WORKING YOU TOO MUCH" Franky hollered

"You know, we could have given you a break, Twilight," Handler said. 

"No," he said firmly, "I need to keep the peace.” 

Damian wondered at how familiar it sounded.

Twilight flipped over his newspaper , Your target is the leader of the National Unity Party, Donovan Desmond. A picture of him was shown.

"Father??" Damian demanded, pointing accusingly at Loid. "You're going to kill him??"

 "No," Loid said calmly, " We just want to negotiate with him."

"Are you sure?" Damian asked nervously.

"If it doesn't come to that, yes" Loid replied.

Damian sat back down, however he was still weary.

" Poor Sy-on boy " Anya thought

He is a great threat to the truce between the East and the West. Twilight sipped his coffee. Your Mission is to get close to him and probe any seditious activities.

In order to achieve this, you will get married and have a child. 

Twilight spat his coffee out on the newspaper in shock.

“Sorry, what!?"

"Not elegant" Mr. Henderson thought

"You should not have done that Twilight." Handler said with a disapproving stare.

"Wait so Anya isn't your daughter?" Yor asked.

"No," Loid said with a sigh, "Well, not my biological daughter at least."

Desmond is an extremely cautious man who rarely appears in public. He only appears at social gatherings held at the elite private school his son attends.

These events are informal get-togethers for the upper echelon of industrial and political leaders.

"Hold on!" Becky said, "Is this what I think it is??" 

You will have your child enrolled in this school and infiltrate one of the social gatherings. The enrollment deadline is drawing near, meaning you have one week to pull this off.

He placed his cup on the table of the train and ripped the newspaper. "You expect me to produce a child within seven days?!" Twilight demanded aloud.

Handler slapped her forehead, while the rest of the kids started rolling on the floor with laughter.

Twilight blushed profusely.

The scene panned out and the peoples sitting around Twilight all stared at him.  He gathered the ripped newspapers and cleared his throat.

"Please excuse me." 

Now Yuri and Franky joined in the laughter.

"That must have been so embarrassing!" Franky wheezed.

"That was the best thing I saw all day!" Yuri laughed.

Fiona and Yor glared at them.

Operation Strix. This Operation Is the key to maintaining peace between East and West...

And perhaps, the world.

Yuri paused, " Peace?" He wondered.

Very well." Twilight gazes directly into the screen. "I abandoned my identity when I became Twilight. 

I will play the part of a father with a child if I must, for the sake of a better world." The scene slowly paned out and Berlin was shown. 

Operation Strix. Mission: 1

"That...Was....ELEGANTTT!!!!" Mr. Henderson shrieked as he leaped up on his chair.

"Papa's awesome!" Anya said, beaming at him. 

"Never in my whole life, would I have thought Twilights identity would be revealed like this." Sylvia thought.

Loid was red again.

There is a new scene, Twilight being shown around by a real estate agent, while the man talks about the perks and benefits of the apartment, Twilight is checking for escape routes and hidden microphones or cameras, which weirds out the real estate agent.

"Could you have been less noticeable when doing that?" Handler said, annoyed. 

Twilight blushed again.

"No wiretaps detected, and there are securable escape routes." Twilight thought, as he pushed the curtains sideways. 

"I'll take it." He announced.

"Excellent, Mr. Forger. Now, if you'd sign these documents..."

"Loid Forger. Occupation: psychiatrist. That's my new life. With a family I love and a happy home life." 

"How nice that you and your family are moving into a new home. Do you have a boy or a girl?" The men in the blue suite asked 

"Ah, well...I'll be deciding on that soon."

"Huh?"

Handler slapped her forehead, while Yuri starred in confusion.

"Why Psychiatrist of all things??" He demanded.

Yor was starting to understand, and she went red with embarrassment.

"Multiple reasons" Loid responded, however he did not elaborate.

"What an absolute burden for a spy." Loid thought.

"I'M HELPFUL AREN'T I??" Anya wailed teasingly.

Everyone laughed.

The scene faded out and a doorbell ring can be heard. A rusty man opened the door. 

"Huh? You wanna adopt?" The men hiccuped.

"Is this what I think it is?" Damian demanded.

"Anya, you're adopted??" Becky asked.

"Yeah" she replied.

"Oh" Said Yuri, he did like her, the determination for studying she showed the one other time they met impressed him. He honestly felt kind of sorry for her now, at least he had Yor when he was younger.

"Is he drunk?" Yor wondered. She hoped she didn't look like that when she went overboard with drinks. 

"Indeed. I heard that your orphanage was looking for candidates. You see, my wife and I-"  Twilight was rudely interrupted.

"Yeah, sure. Take whichever one you want," The owner turned around, "Come on in."

"What a terrible environment." Loid wondered, as he walked in, "But the shadier the establishment, the more likely these children have complicated pasts,

"This is where you lived??" Becky demanded, turning to Mr. Henderson. "I Thought orphanages were nice environments!"

"Well" Mr. Henderson said uncomfortably, "Usually, however this? I truly am sorry Miss.Forger that you had to live in this kind of environment.

Anya knew what was coming next, she started panicking and looking for a place to hide or an exit.

Handler observed this curiously, "What are you hiding Anya?" She wondered.

When hearing this, Anya only panicked even more.

It'll be easier to alter their stories. I can make this mission work if I have a child. I would've preferred to handle it all on my own, but I can't exactly disguise myself as a child, no matter how skilled a spy I am."

Suddenly the scene changed to a little girl's hand reaching forward to grab her toy, when suddenly she pulled back, as if she heard something.

"I KNOW THAT PLUSH" Becky shrieked.

Anya was terrified now, and she tried to hide under Bond.   

"Anya?" Loid asked worriedly. 

Anya did not reply, only tried to go further under Bond. Bond barked at Loid warningly. 

Bond then barked at Anya a few times to comfort her. It didn't help Anya's worries, but she did look at the screen from under him.

"Pardon me. If possible, I'd like a child who can read and write."

Well, In that case..."

The scene shifted over to Anya, sitting on the floor.

"Hey Anya."

Her eyes wide with curiosity.

"She's the smartest one we've got."

"ANYA!" Becky said happily. 

Damian blushed.

Anya was getting more and more terrified. She knew what was about to happen.

"She doesn't talk much, but she's a good kid." He continued, Though, he was currently thinking about how creepy, disgusting and what a little brat she is. 

Loid and Yor looked like they were about to punch the screen. 

"DISGUSTING??!!" Becky cried in outrage. 

"Don't worry chihuahua girl, I'll arrest him as well for child abuse!" Yuri declared.

“Go on, say hello.” he looks over at her and Anya stands up from her kneeling position on the floor.

“Er… Pardon me.” "If I recall, the earliest age students can enter Eden is six, she definitely looks no older than four or five." Loid thought

“Six,” Anya speaks up. Loid raises an eyebrow, “I’m six”

“You’re six years old?” he asks.

Everyone frowned in confusion and suspicion. 

Anya was now in full panic mode. 

Loid made a questioning sound, "I'm six!" Anya chirped again. 

"You're six years old?" Thought the owner in confused. 

"But she's so small..." Anya rose on her tippy toes. 

"Your so cutee!" Yor said, smiling at her. 

Anya was too worried to respond.

Anya then walked over to a newspaper on a wooden table and showed a crossword puzzle to them.

As Loid thought about it being too difficult for a child, Anya reached for a pencil.

"Of course, for myself, it's a mere child's play."  He declared in his head.

As Loid figured all the answers, Anya wrote them all down. "She completed it? Seriously? Such unbelievable intellect. She should have no problem passing the entrance exam."

"It's like you read his mind!" Becky declared, Anya blushed and was now starting to relax a bit.

"It didn't show during this part, no one has figured it out, so maybe it won't show at all!" Anya thought hopefully.

"I'll take her. As for the paperwork..."

"Don't worry about that. Just take her already."

Fiona glared in annoyance at how much this man was interrupting Loid.

"My mission to end up with a child is a success. Everything's going so well that it'd making me    nervous." Loid noted in his mind. 

"Is that alright with you?"

 "Aww how nice! You even asked about her feelings!" Yor said, smiling 

Loid blushed.

Handler and Fiona noticed.

" Is it possible that he actually has feelings for her?" Both of them wondered.

The screen zoomed in on Anya. "A spy...Mission...Waku Waku!"

No way.....

‘This little girl happened to be an Esper (telepath), Test subject 007. She possessed the ability to read people’s minds. She was unintentionally created in an experiment by a certain organisation, and she later fled their facility. She has been wandering around looking for someone to take care of her.’ The camera focuses on Loid and Anya leaving the orphanage.

"Anya...." Damian said quietly, staring at her in sympathy. 

Silence...... 

Then a flurry of questions.

"HOW??" 

"HUH??" 

Anya??" 

"How did you know??"

Anya jumped out of her seat, and went to hide near the edge of the theatre.

"SILENCE!" Handler bellowed. Everyone went quiet.

She went over to Anya, "You're making her nervous." Then she carried her back to her seat.

Anya didn't look at anyone, only buried her face in Bonds fur.

If anything, this revelation seemed to be even more shocking than Twilight’s. Bond was now more fluffed up and growled at Loid when he tried to approach. 

"Calm down boy, I just want to talk to Anya." Loid said. Bond stood down, however still glared at him. 

"Anya? You don't have to answer but how old are you, really?" Loid asked.

Anya held up 4 fingers, and a series of gasps went around the room.

"You might as well know.." Anya said sadly, "Now Anya has to go fleeing again.."

"Why??" Yor asked, completely confused. 

Anya looked at her in surprise, "You don't hate me?" 

"Of course not!" Yor said in shock, "Why would you think that??"

"I don't get it! If you can read minds, why aren't you like… The best in the whole school! Wouldn't your dad's mission be over by now?" Ewen asked.

Twilight sighed, now understanding why Anya chose to keep this very crucial piece of information from him and Yor. All the times Anya was upset when she did badly in school, she was only doing it for him. The bad grades were explained, because she wasn't even supposed to learn those kinds of things at her age. 

"Can we continue watching?" Anya asked, obviously uncomfortable. 

"Yeah, let's stop talking." Becky said, and so the room fell silent.

"Now, listen little girl." 

"Anya."

"Now, listen, Anya."

A few people laughed.

"Starting today, you will be my daughter, but if anyone asks, you've always been my daughter. Got it?" 

She nodded, "Yep."

"Make sure you address me as "Father."

"Papa!" 

"Very well." 

Yor giggled, "You're so cute Anya!" 

The scene changed, "Well, aren't you a cute little girl? Hello there." An old woman greeted. 

"We're the Forgers. We just moved in today." Loid introduced. 

"I am Anya. I have been Chi Chi's child for a very long time."

The old lady blinked. "That wasn't necessary." Loid thought. "Come on, let's go inside." He said. 

More people laughed this time.

"Real smooth Anya, real smooth." Becky teased.

"This is Anya's house?" Anya asked as they went inside. 

"Yes."

"A TV!"  

Loid closed the door, "Go ahead and turn it on. 

Anya obliged happily and turned on Spy Wars, "I like this show." 

"Out of all things." Loid thought.

"How ironic." Franky laughed.

More laughs went around the room.

"First, I'll have to gather everything we'll need," He thought as Anya watched her film, "And I'll have to forge an ID for her."

"I'm going out for a bit," Loid announced, "Just sit there and watch your show.  

Anya looked up from her show and proceeded to cling to Loid's leg, "Adventure!" 

"I'm not going on an adventure. I'm just going shopping." He objected, trying to wave her off his leg. 

"You somehow ended up with a telepath, and the clingiest kid out of all the children." Handler sighed.

"Yes," Loid said with a sigh, but he was smiling.

He later gave up and brought Anya with him.

"Anya wants a pistol with a silencer!" Anya said in delight. 

"Sure. Maybe if we can find one on sale." 

"LOID, LOIDY" Yor and Yuri exclaimed, horrified. 

"I just said that to keep her quiet!" Loid protested, "I wasn't planning on giving her one!" 

"Anya still wants one." Anya said, determination clear on her face.

"Oh no.." Handler said with a sigh.

"To be a master spy, one must act normal and never draw attention to themselves. We must do everything we can to look like an ordinary family." He stated mentally. 

Meanwhile Anya was spinning around,  apparently lost in the crowd, yelling "Chi Chi! Save me!"

"Must you draw attention to yourself?" Loid wondered.

Most of the room laughed, Fiona rolled her eyes.

"Now, now. You need to make sure you hold the little one's hand," A nice lady said, passing Anya to him. "Here."

They stared at each other for a bit, before Loid reached out to take her hand. 

Everyone laughed again except for Damian. 

"These commoners have a better relationship in 5 minutes then me and father do in 6 years!" He thought sadly.

Anya reached out and patted his arm. 

"Having one hand tied up will make it difficult to prepare for an enemy ambush, but no matter." Loid thought

"An enemy?!" Anya thought, with a terrified look. She ran off and hid between a board. 

"What are you doing?" Loid asked

"Hiding!" 

"She has good instincts." Handler observed.

"Did I do anything to make her want to hide from me? Perhaps I held her hand too early. Does she hate me? This isn't good. I need to maintain a good relationship with her until the end of this mission." As the scene zoomed into Loid thinking. 

"Far from it." Franky snickered.

"I like how we get to see Loid struggling, handling a kid as energetic as Anya." Becky giggled.

I must know more about this creature. It's basic diplomacy. Understanding the other party is the first step toward peace." He thought.

"CREATURE??" Yor demanded, glaring at Loid.

"I'm sorry!" He responded frantically, "I wasn't thinking properly at the time!"

Yor huffed but said no more.

Anya slowly raised her head, "Understanding me will lead to world peace?!" She thought awestruck.

"That's why you keep saying that!" Becky said with sudden understanding.

She stood up, "I like peanuts. And I don't like carrots. But I really like crispy bacon from bakenries!" she explained, pointing at a shop. 

"That's a "Bakery." They do not sell bacon." Loid corrected and Anya flushed red. 

The scene changed to Anya trying to buy a spy wars poster, "I'd like this, please." She asked the shop owner, giving him a 10 pent coin.

"You can't buy a poster for 10 pent." Ewen said. 

Anya shrunk down in embarrassment, "I know that now."

"That costs one dalc. You can't buy it with a ten-pent coin." Loid explained, handling over 1 dalc. Anya flushed red again. 

" Is this girl actually stupid? Was the crossword puzzle a fluke? Maybe I can still go back and get another child-" he thought

"TWILIGHT!!"

"LOID!!"

"LOIDY!!"

"I'M SORRY," Loid yelled, his face red, "I DIDN'T MEAN IT"

Anya jerked, "Pwease don't get rid of me!" She sobbed

"What's gotten into you?!" 

"Pwease! I'm a good bargain!"

Around them people were talking about how bad a father he was. 

"Well you are making her cry," Mr. Henderson said.

"You deserve it for thinking something like that." Yuri said, glaring at him.

"I can't help what I think," Loid grumbled.

What should I do?" He wondered in panic, "I'll buy you some peanuts! Just stop crying!" 

Anya's eyes brighten at that, "Peanuts!"

The scene changed to Loid carrying a large bag of food and peanuts.

"At least you fixed it," Franky joked with a grin.

"Papa, I'm tired, " Anya yawned, "Can't walk anymore..."

"What?"

The next scene shows Loid carrying Anya too.

"AWWWWW," Becky and Yor cooed.

"That is so wholesome," Becky declared.

'This isn't working… I just don't understand this irrational behaviour. I need some manuals to help me understand it.' Once again, there's another change in scenery, now with Loid carrying the groceries, Anya and a pile of books as he seemingly just excited a bookstore.

Mr. Henderson's jaw dropped. "How do you carry all of that?? That is so elegant!!!

"Father would never do this for me..." Damian thought sadly.

Anya patted his shoulder.

The scene changes to the apartment.

＂The key to raising a child is trust, Rather than scolding them, try to understand things from their perspective. Children are not very good at putting how they're feeling into words, so try to understand them more."

"I want to read like you," Becky complained. All the other kids nodded.

"It would make homework so much easier," Emile agreed.

Loid was baffled, "it's just reading," he responded, confused.

"So no interrogating them, then? Do the parents of the world normally carry out such difficult missions all the time?"

"No interrogating, Twilight." Handler said with a sigh, "You need to be gentle with them."

He looked for another book, finishing 'Reading' the last one by skimming over the pages in a quick manner.

Future their self-esteem to give them a better future, He reads, By giving them the ability to think for themselves, their future... Loid paused and closed the book. 

As soon as I'm done with this mission, I'm sending her back to the orphanage. That's the extent of our relationship.

"You aren't going to send her back THERE ARE YOU??" Becky demanded, turning to him.

"I want to clarify," Loid said, "I do not plan on returning her now." He looked at the Handler. Fiona blinked in surprise, Yuri also blinked in surprise. Yor smiled at him, so did Franky. Becky had a satisfied look on her face.

"Don't wanna!" Anya yelled, Loid standing in front of her. "I don't wanna study!"

"I need to know how smart you are for this exam," Loid said. Holding a stack of paper in his hands.

"Kids never want to study," Handler sighed.

I don't need to study to do any tests. I can just read-" Anya stopped, people's minds... She thought. 

"That was close!" Becky commented.

Miss Forger you are not allowed to cheat! It's not elegant!" Mr. Henderson bellowed.

"Are you planning on cheating? Listen, if you don't get into this school..." This time Loid stopped, My mission fails.

He threw the book down and glared at her, "Fine, then" He gave up. 

Franky snickered, "Worlds greatest spy, gives up to a little girl.

Loid glared at him.

Loid then proceeded to put on his usually green jacket. "I'm heading out." He put on his hat.

"You're not coming with me today," As she approached, "No matter what, you're staying home."

"I think we all know what's about to happen," Becky giggled.

As soon as Loid left, Anya opened the door, "Hey!" Loid yelled when he saw her opening it.

"I told you, you're not coming!" and closed the door again. 

"CALLED IT" Becky hollered, with a grin.

“Hey! I told you, you're not coming!" First she followed him simply out the door.

“You there! Do you really think I don't see you?” behind a garbage bin.

“There!” under the stairs.

“There!” in the attic.

A few people laughed.

"She's learning," Handler observed.

"I see now!" Yor said with a proud grin on her face, directed at Anya.

"I want sis to be proud of me!" Yuri thought jealousy.

Anya stuck her tongue out at him.

An evil laughter rang from the apartment, "Try and get out of that!"

"I think Twilight lost it" Handler thought.

"That's why you were late!" Franky accused, then stopped. "If this is what happened then-

The next scene showed Franky. 

"YESS IT'S MEE!!" Franky exclaimed happily.

"So that's why you're late?" he asked exasperated

The scene changed and revealed that Loid put a barricade in front of the door and trapped her inside.

"Yup lost it," Handler declared in her mind.

 Some people laughed.

"I'm praying that you don't get reported for child abuse."

"WELL I AM" Yuri declared.

"Who knows what children are thinking?" he sighed, "Their method of always crying to get their way is truly annoying." 

"I DON'T CRY!' Damian declared.

"ME NEITHER" Becky added.

"Ya right," Anya snickered.

Both of them turned bright red.

"Hate to tell you this, Twilight, but crying is their job."

"IT'S NOT!!" All the kids protested.

"More importantly, here's what you asked for. An application, ticket for the exam, and exam questions," Franky said, handing over a small package, "I went through hell getting these for you."

"Thanks, Franky, I think we can make things work if we have her memorise everything."

"YOU DID CHEAT!!" Mr. Henderson yelled, pointing an accusing finger at the Forgers.

"Sorry," Loid responded, "It was for the mission."

"Oh, yeah. About your daughter. I dug up some records on her past that the orphanage didn't have," Franky said, holding a piece of paper up, handling it over, "I couldn't find anything about her birth."

Loid opened the paper, "No info on her age or parents, either." Franky added.

"I could only find information from last year, but she's been adopted four times and returned each time. She's also been to two other orphanages."

"Anya Williams, Anya Levski, Anya Roche..." Loid muttered.

"Poor Anya." Becky muttered.

"She changes names as much as you do. You guys are perfect for each other!" Franky chuckled.

"He has a point!" Fiona realised.

He shrank back as Twilight glanced at him, "Hey, I'm kidding. This is for your mission, right? She may be a good kid, but no good's gonna come out of getting too attached."

 "Thanks for the concern."

"Hello? Where's my money?!" 

"HOW DID ONLY REALISE THIS NOW!?" Yuri hollered as he stood up, pointing at Franky, "YOUR BACKING THE WEST, YOU TRAITOR!"

"I'm doomed," Franky thought.

"Damn it, Who knows what spies are thinking, either?" 

Anya grinned, 𓁹‿𓁹

The scene changed to Anya laying on the sofa with a bored expression on her face. I'm so bored. Spies aren't like what I thought. She thought as she looked at a Spy Wars poster. 

"Unfortunately, this is how we are," Loid commented, ruffling her hair. 

Anya grinned happily.

I just want to get the bomb back.

A flashback of Anya reading Loid's mind was shown.

I can't have her messing with my spy equipment, so I'll lock it up. The code is 6, 1 

"1, 0!" Anya sang as she opened it.

"So that's what happened." Loid groaned. 

Anya is unlocking the safe. She inspected a few items then opened communication equipment.

Bomby-bombs! Bomby-bombs! Bomby-bombs! Bomby-bombs!” She sang. Then she found a communicator.

"Ooh, Secret messages!"

She then tapped on a few keys.

"What did you send Anya?" Yor asked curiously.

Anya smirked 𓁹‿𓁹, "you'll see," she said.

“Boss! We've intercepted a new message.” A building is now being shown, inside there is an operating room. A man is sitting with a headset in place. He calls a man over as he is listening to the message.

“Is it using the West's cipher?” a blonde man asks

"Hey! isn't that the guy Twilight disguised himself as in the beginning?" Becky asked

Mr. Henderson nodded, "They do look alike, however they could be different people."

"No, it's just plain text. It says...'Twilight here'..." 

Oh, there's more. ‘Catch me if you can’...

“Hurry up and pinpoint where it's coming from!”

"Who taught you how to use that Anya?" Yor asked.

"I saw Papa doing it!" Anya said, obviously proud of herself.

"Oh no," Fiona and Handler thought.

The scene changed back to Anya, "Whew." She sighed happily and turned her head around just to see Mr. Chimera staring at her on Loid's bed. 

"Now that you've found out I'm a spy, you'll have to disappear." Loid shouted pointing a gun in Anya's imagination. She quickly cleaned the mess she created. 

Loid was horrified, "I wouldn't kill you!"

"I can support that, for once." Franky confirmed.

If he finds out I'm a telepath...I'll have to leave. Anya thought sadly. 

"No you won't!" Yor said, "When we get out of here, you can still stay at the house!" 

Anya's eyes brightened happily.

A flashback was shown.

Anya immediately turned away from the screen. Everyone glanced at her worriedly.  

"Anya, you mustn't tell anyone about your power," Some Scientists were revealed, "It's time to study now, Anya."

"Loid and Yor both hugged Anya. 

"This is why she hates studying," Loid realised.

"Don't bother with childish games. We must use your power for the sake of world peace."

All the spies and the Briars clenched their fists.

"There's no time for tears, either," The scene changed to Anya's face as she tried to not cry, "Now, enough playing. Back to studying." 

"There needs to be a balance of fun and work in a child's lifeti-"

"We're not in the mood to hear a lecture Mr.Henderson" Damian snapped.

"Master Desmond, you can't snap at a professor!"

‘She'd better not have messed up the apartment.’ Loid thinks as he is walking up the stairs and into the living space for him and Anya.

"Oh, right. I need to move this." Just as he was about to do so, he noticed the marks on the floor, the bin had just been moved.

Becky's eyes widened, did those bad people in the building just- 

Loid opened the door. The scene showed two mens holding a gun and pipe inside the apartment. 

"I CAN'T WATCH!" Becky hollered, covering her eyes.

Loid stayed at the same spot for a moment,    before cautiously stepping inside. Suddenly the men behind the door swung his pipe at him. 

The whole room was on edge.

One of the men attacks first with a swing of a bat, Twilight skillfully evades it and manages to punch the guy just in time to also avoid the gunshots from the man behind the couch. " Who the hell are these guys?!"   He wonders as he throws the groceries at him and runs around the table. Knocking both men out.

"I trained him well," Handler thought proudly.

"COOL" All the boy kids yelled, as Anya pulled Becky's hand away from her eyes.

"Anya!" He shouted, searching through the rooms. In his room he found Mr. Chimera lying on the ground. 

"You were kidnapped??" Damian demanded, trying to act casual and not like he was worried.

"No spoilers!!" Anya sang with a smirk.𓁹‿𓁹

She's been kidnapped? By whoever sent these thugs? But why? I need to find her immediately. Calm down. From the looks of it, I've been compromised. I need to get to safety immediately. He thought

As for Anya...There are plenty of other children out there.

Loid got multiple whacks over the back of his head, "OW!" Loid complained, rubbing his head, "I'm sorry I just wasn't attached to her at the time!"

"AHA!" Franky howled, pointing at Loid, "YOU DID GET ATTACHED!" 

Loid didn't answer.

I'll start things over from square one and-

He leaned down to pick up her toy and behind him the guy with the pipe swung his weapon at him. A loud smash can be heard. 

There were many gasps.

"THERE SHOULD NOT BE THIS MUCH VIOLENCE!" Mr. Henderson exclaimed, "THIS IS NOT GOOD FOR THE CHILDREN!"

Anya smirked. 𓁹‿𓁹

"So who the hell is this kid?" The scene changed back to Anya, tied up and gagged, "Could she be Twilight's?" 

Anya! Yor screamed in her thoughts.

"No idea. She was in the room where the message came from, so we snatched her just in case."

Anya was inside a cart, on the verge of crying. "Because of the transmission?" She wondered.

"This is why you don't touch my stuff!" Loid lectured.

“She was holed up inside the apartment with a barricade out front.”

“Why out front?” The man was visibly confused.

“Beats me.”

There were a few laughs at that, despite the tension in the room.

"Well, it doesn't matter. We might be able to use her as a hostage, in order to force Twilight to steal the toupee off the foreign minister's head personally. 

Loid narrowed his eyes, "Edgar" he growled.

"WHAT DO THESE PEOPLE HAVE AGAINST TOUPEES?" Franky demanded, there were murmurs of agreement around the room.

"Boss, I think we should just give up on the toupee." One of the men suggested.

"EXACTLY!" Franky exclaimed.

Edgar grabbed a gun and shot the man in the forehead. The rest stared in shock.

“Transparency is essential in government. Toupees are a no-go.” Edgar explained.

"A pistol with a silencer..." Anya thought in amazement.

 "That's what you're interested in?!" Becky demanded, staring at her in bewilderment.

"That's what you were interested in?!" Damian asked, also turning to look at her, Anya nodded embarrassed.

"Also, the minister's a traitor who's been secretly backing the West. Anyone who advocates for a traitor is also a traitor.

Yuri looked at Franky.

‘A real bad guy…’ Anya thought to herself. Staring at Edgar with wide eyes.

“Boss! Nguyen and his guys are back from the apartment!” another of the goons called.

“We captured him.” The man that managed to hit Twilight over the head said, carrying Twilight on his shoulder while placing him on the floor.

 "Tell me that's not you." Yor said nervously.

"It's not," Loid reassured her.

“Well done.” Edgar praised.

“Those weren't the moves of an amateur. He's the real deal.” Nguyen said, rubbing his chin in pain from the punch Twilight had scored.

"At least you punched him well," Franky commented.

“Go rest over there.”

"Now then, Twilight... Let's have you return the photographs you stole from me." He leaned down and ripped the paper sack off of Twilight's face. 

It was revealed that it was actually Nguyen under the sack. 

"So they didn't capture you?!" Yor asked. 

"No!" Loid chuckled, "I am known as 'The Spy of Many Faces' for no one knows my real face."

"WHAT A PLOT TWIST!" Becky exclaimed, eyes shining with excitement.

"ELEGANT!" Mr. Henderson cried. 

Handler smirked, as she knew what he was going to do from the beginning

"Nguyen! What's going on?! He was just-" Edgar's face turned red in anger. 

Twilight was chuckling in delight, "You know, I could never enjoy the shocked reactions when they realised I fooled them!" He said with a grin.

"The kid’s gone!"

Now it showed Nguyen, actually Twilight in disguise carrying Anya outside.

This was a mistake. I risk everything by waltzing right into enemy territory. I'm a failure as a spy.

"You're not," Hander said reassuringly.

Anya burst into tears while shouting for her Papa. "Look, you're okay. I won't do anything. You don't have to be scared." Twilight tried to comfort. 

This is exactly why kids suck. I see. I think I figured out why I hate the sound of kids crying so much. Because I end up remembering my own childhood. The scene faded to a ruined town.

 Becky burst into tears, "WHY DOES EVERYONE FROM THE FORGERS HAVE A SAD PAST, MS.FORGER PLEASE TELL ME YOUR CHILDHOOD WAS GREAT." 

Yor blushed, "Well I wouldn't call it great-"

Now Yuri burst into tears.

Yor whirled, "OMG YURI I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT, YOUR ONE OF THE BEST THINGS IN MY LIFE!" Yor was panicking now, trying to console Yuri. 

Everyone was laughing at this sight.

In the middle stood a young blond boy, crying. 

"Is that-" 

"Yes" Loid responded curtly.

Handler sighed, "Most spies become spies because of that reason. War. We're not spying, we're preventing. Preventing a war from breaking out is our job. If it wasn't for us, you'll all be dead."

"But- Wait- Huh- You- you're also a spy?" Yuri stuttered out, So many spies today...

No one reached out their hand to save me. I felt alone in despair, and so powerless that all I could do was cry. I thought I'd abandoned that past, but on a   subconscious level, she was reminding me of me. No, actually...

Mr. Henderson sighed in sympathy, "You will never forget an important time in your life, good or bad," he said, looking at Loid.

Listen up, little girl." Twilight said, pulling out a pen and paper.

"Anya."

A few people laughed despite the tension in the air.

"Listen up, Anya. My friends and I are pro tag players. Whenever we spot someone with potential, we immediately challenge them to a game." Twilight lied

"Oh." Anya replied, Papa is a liar

"Your lying skills are getting worse Twilight," Handler said with an annoyed look cast in his direction.

"It's hard to lie to a child with mind reading abilities," he replied.

"Now, listen. If you go straight down this street and turn right, you'll find a police station. If you can get this to a police officer, you win the game. Got it?" He asked, handing her the paper. 

The paper would actually put Anya into a better orphanage. 

"Nooooooo," Becky wailed, clinging onto Anya for dear life.

" I'm not going to involve a kid in this mission. I'll figure something out and rework the plan."

"All right, go! Hurry!" Twilight shouted, despite Anya's protest. She hurried away.

I'm a failure as a spy? No. My mistake was putting that little girl in danger to begin with. How could I forget? He turned around, ripping off the Nguyen mask. 

To create a world where children won't have to cry, that's why I became a spy.

"THAT'S SO ELEGANTTT," Mr. Henderson shrieked, there was smoke coming out of his ears.

"That was hot!!!" Fiona and Becky thought.

Anya turned to look at him in awe. 

Anya turned to look at him in awe.

Damian couldn't help but blush.

"Don't let that bastard get away!" Edgar yells, and his men kick down the door. 

Suddenly flour dropped from the ceiling, blinding them. 

One by one they were knocked out. Until it was only Edgar left.

"Good job Twilight," Handler thought.

Twilight pointed a gun at his head, "Turn around, and I'll kill you. Good day, or perhaps, good evening, Edgar. How's Karen doing?"

"I forgot he had a kid." Becky said.

"How do you know my daughter's name?" Edgar asked, shocked. 

"Of course I know. That's what spies do. I know her height, weight, shoe size, her favourite foods, even how many moles are on her body." Twilight explained.

"You call me a creep," Franky complained. 

"I only know that because of the mission," Loid said, "You do it in your free time."

All the girls near him moved away. Franky frowned in annoyance.

Though it's nothing compared to your record, I know her criminal activity, too."

"Absurd! My daughter would never-"

"Edgar, I also know how much you care about your daughter. So listen carefully," The screen zoomed into Twilight's eye, "If you wish for her to have any semblance of a normal life, you'll leave me the hell alone. "

He shot at the ground to let him know he wasn't kidding about killing him, "If you understand, go home right now. 

"THAT WAS ELE-," Mr.Henderson tried to say, before coughing after all his shouting of Elegance.

"I LOVE THIS!!" Becky proclaimed.

Everyone nodded in agreement, other than Yor. She was now worrying about her identity being spilled, and where she was.

Next scene shows Loid walking out of the building. "Anya!" He said, shocked as he saw her sitting on the curb. 

"Papa! Papa!" Anya calls back, running up to him and hugging his legs.

"What are you—I mean, what are you doing outside the house? I, uh, just happened to come here to shop, but I guess they went out of business." He quickly tells her a coverup, Anya shakes her head into his pants. 

"You really have gotten bad at lying Twilight," Handler said with a shake of her head.

'Papa is a huge liar.' Anya thinks " I was playing tag with some old guys." she mumbles into the fabric of his pants. 

"Oh, I see. Did you have fun?" Loid asks, she shakes her head. 

"It was a little scary...   I wanna go home.   To our home, Papa" She is practically begging him. 

 "Anya...." Damian muttered. 

Bond barked and everyone jumped. 

"I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT ABOUT BOND," Becky wailed.

"Eh, it's fine." Anya said, "He fell asleep.

"Are you sure?" Loid asked. Camera focusing on his eyes. 

"You really want to keep her, don't you?" Handler asked.

"She's been adopted four times and returned each time."

Yes.

I see. Well let's go home, then." He replied placing a hand on her head.

Anya's had a happy teary face before the scene faded too black. 

"Is that the end?" Becky asked.

The scene changed to a train.

Nope.

Inside the train, Loid was telling Anya that they have to change apartments because of a poisonous snake.

"Really Twilight? Poisonous snake?" Handler reprimanded.

"What?" Loid defended himself.

Papa is a huge liar… But he's such a cool liar.

"He is" Fiona and Becky agreed in their mind.

" Once we get to our new home, you've got to study."

"Gawg!" 

"I was wondering why our apartment looked different." Yor commented.

"This time, you just memorise all the answers. It'll be easy"

"Not elegant," Mr. Henderson sighed.

The scene changed to the exam hall. Around Anya, children were panicking. Their thoughts clouded Anya's.

"You still passed with that kind of distraction??" Becky asked, amazed.

"If it's like that, I don't want it!" Emile declared.

She imagined Loid's hand showing her the answers and scribbling them down. 

Anya swallows back her tears and begins to answer the exam.

"ELEGANT MISS.FORGER, ABSOLUTELY ELEGANT, SUCH DETERMINATION!"

Loid and Anya are looking at the exam boards, there are a few families with crying kids. “K-212… K-212… It's there! You passed! You did it!” Loid exclaims happily, lifting Anya up in his arms.

"YAYY" Becky cheered.

“Did I do a good job?” the little girl asks happily.

“You bet you did!” Loid praised, now twirling her around. “You—” he suddenly stopped, falling down onto the grass.

“Papa!”

"LOID YOU NEED TO STOP WORKING SO MUCH!!" Franky yelled.

"After this, we are giving you a break," Handler declared.

Loid was about to protest, but Handler glared at him and he shut up.

"I relaxed for a second and all my pent-up exhaustion hit me at once." Twilight thought, an empty expression on his face as Anya shakes him awake.

“Papa! Don't leave me!”

"I... relaxed?" Twilight thinks in disbelief.

“I promise to be a good girl! Just come back to me!”

"What the hell is going on with me?"

"That's called burnout Loid!" Franky yelled, looking at him.

"I have a job to fulfil," he argued back. 

“Papa died.” Anya looked at Loid who was deeply asleep on the couch, she heard a knock on the door and ran to answer.

"Don't open the door to strangers!" Everyone yelled.

“I've got some mail for you!” The delivery man says, Anya looks up at him. “Is this the Forger residence?” He asked, looking down at her now.

“I'm Anya Forger.”

“Could you give this to your mommy or daddy?” The little girl nods and grabs the letter, though she just as quickly adds:

“My mama doesn't exist”

“Oh, really? I'm sorry…” the man sounded both careful and pitiful.

"At least he was polite about it," Yor commented.

“Papa! The mailman came.” Anya said, running up to him and smacking him in the face

Everyone laughed again.

She then climbed onto the sofa and cuddled with him. 

"AWWWWW" Everyone cooed.

"Anya, teach me how to be as cute as you! Pleaseeee" Becky begged.

 Loid abruptly woke up and shook Anya away, "What do you think you're doing?! Are you trying to kill me?!" He asked, startled.

"A kid sleeps with you and the first thing you think of is that she's trying to kill you??" Franky demanded, obviously confused.

Handler sighed.

"I actually fell asleep in front of someone. Unacceptable. I need to get a grip."

"You do," Fiona thought.

"Mail!" Anya chirped, handing him the mail.

“It's a letter from Eden College,” Loid observes, starting to read it, however his face immediately starts to turn worried.

Everyone is leaning in their chair in anticipation. 

“What's the matter, Papa?”

“The second phase of the admission process is a family interview,” Loid explains, still reading the letter over and over again. “It is mandatory that the applicant attend with both parents. Absolutely no exceptions.” He reads out loud.

“But Mama doesn't exist,” Anya says looking at Loid.

"We get to see sis next! Yuri said happily

Yor blushed.

Everyone sat back as the next episode started playing.

SPY x FAMILY

Episode 2

Secure a Wife 

Chapter Text

"Yeah, no" The scene opened with a shot at Franky, face full with makeup and wearing a dress, Loid examines him briefly before declaring no. 

The kids and adults were already snickering at the sight.

"You make a nice woman Franky," Yor compliments in an attempt to make him feel better.

"What?!" Franky yelled, stomping his foot on the ground. Obviously pissed.

"Anya doesn't like this mama," the little girl said while pointing at Franky.

Becky snorts, " I wouldn't want this mother either!" She snickered.

"Ms. Blackbell! Be nice!" Mr. Henderson scolded. 

"Though if this was my mother, I would run away," He thought.

Anya smirked. 𓁹‿𓁹

Am I getting bullied by children?   Franky wondered in annoyance. 

"You're just not going to cut it for the mother role, Franky," Loid explained with a sigh.

"You're literally a spy. Couldn't you have done my disguise better?" Franky asked, obviously peeved and angry Loud had somehow offended him after he took the time to offer to do this favour.

"There's only so much I can do with your height and physique," Loid explained, having second thoughts about this whole operation.

"OOOOOO" Everyone ooo'd

"I can't believe I volunteered for this!" Franky exclaimed angrily while the camera showed a mirror and some makeup supplies.

"Have a peanut" Anya offered to attempt and make him feel better.

"You're so sweet Anya!" Yor said, smiling at her.

"Why can't sis smile at me??" Yuri wondered sadly. 

"If only I was there," Fiona thought sourly.

"There's no other way, guess I'll look for a wife." Loid thought.

Becky was hopping up and down in her seat now, so was Yuri.

"Have you heard? There was a burglar in our department and they only ransacked the shelves with the women's personal information. Awful, isn't it?" A girl said, "What a creepy guy."

"If anyone, it's Chief who's creepy," Another girl commented, "He was looking at me with such lewd eyes this morning."

This is what Yor and her co workers talk about during work?  Loid thought in confusion. 

"Yor, who are those people?" Yuri asked curiously.

"Oh! That's Camilla, that's Millie and that's Sharon!" Yor explained. 

"Ohhhh" everyone said.

"You're wearing a short skirt, that's why." Sharon explained bluntly, smoking.

"But this skirt is the source of my boyfriend's smile!" Millie said sadly.

"Then she shouldn't have that boyfriend, that's just creepy!" Becky exclaimed. Everyone nodded along except for Franky, who was staring at the screen intently. All the girls slapped him.

"You've got a good style too, so why don't you do the same, Sharon?

They chatted for a while before asking, "What do you think about this Yor? Isn't the culprit a creep? " 

"YORRR!" Yuri yelled, everyone in the theatre was happy to see her. Yor blushed. Fiona glared, Anya glared back at Fiona.

"Is that for the Chief? Let's put a booger in it!" Millie suggested jokingly 

"THIS IS NOT APPROPRIATE FOR CHILDREN!!" Mr Henderson screamed. "THIS SHOULD NOT GIVE THEM IDEAS!!" He turned to them, only to see them all smirking, the Anya smirk. 𓁹‿𓁹 

"Oh no!" Mr. Henderson moaned.

"Huh? Will the coffee taste better if we put a booger in it?" Yor asked.

"As gullible as ever…" Yuri sighs.

Yor blushed.

"Is this why her cooking is so bad?" Loid wondered.

"Yor, you're just so...Unique, I guess." Camilla sighed.

"I know, right? She's so out there that I bet guys keep their distance" Milly jokes, Sharon frowns.

"Well I did and I don't regret it one bit!" Loid reassured her.

"If I was a man, I would try to court you as much as I could!" Becky said eagerly.

"Yeah!" Everyone agreed.

Yor smiled.

"Come on, now, Millie" 

"You've got a nice face and body, Yor, curves in all the right places, You'd be a knockout if you just dressed up a little," Camila says.

"Yor doesn't too dress up," Loid said sharply, "I mean look at her." 

Yuri, Becky, Damian, Anya and Handler all nodded 

Fiona fumed at that comment.

Yor seemed unsure.

"I'll give you a list of my recommended cosmetics next time!" Millie said.

"I'm honestly content as long as I get to keep this job" Yor says, the others seem surprised.

Loid wondered if this was how Yor was treated everyday, if so he would have to talk to her workplace about this behaviour.

"But aren't you, like, twenty seven? You need to be careful" Camila warns, a mischievous look on her face. "There seem to be a lot of spies

around lately, you know? So people are apparently getting reported over the tiniest things" A close up of Camila's face as she's retelling the story, a memory of a woman being arrested by some officers is shown.

"I WOULD LET ANYONE ARREST YOR!" Yuri yelled.

"It's fine Yuri!" Yor tried to reassure him. "Besides, you wouldn't be able to do anything!" 

Yuri pursed his lips, but didn't say anything.

"Oh, yeah I'm having a party at my place this weekend" Camila says, "You should totally come, Yor. Make sure you bring your partner with you,"

the three of them exit the room, giggling as they do so.

Yuri glared at the screen, so did everyone else.

The voices of her coworkers are heard, mocking and making fun of Yor due to her being single and kind of naive. Her reflection can be seen through the aluminium of the pot of coffee.

"THEY MADE HER SAD" Becky yelled in anger.

"They're the most inelegant people I've ever met," Mr. Henderson said and shook his head. 

Anya crawled into Yor's lap to make her feel better, Bond wined at her side.

"Hello, Briar residence" it's now night, an apartment building is now shown as a phone rings and Yor picks it up.

"Hey, Sis! How have you been?" A male asks into the line, Yor smiles.

"I'm here too?" Yuri asked.

"Apparently" Fiona commented.

" Oh, Yuri," she greets.

"How's work going?" Her brother asks into the line.

"Don't worry I'm still employed" Yor answers sweetly.

"I'm worried about you, You're kinda unusual, y'know?" Yuri jokes.

"You too?" Becky demanded, turning to look at him.

"I'm not saying it in a mean way, I'm just joking!" Yuri defended himself.

"How rude, I'm completely normal!" She replies.

"Isn't it about time you got married? Anyone you're interested in?" Yuri asked.

"And yet you disapprove of me?" Loid asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Well you're a spy!" Yuri said angrily.

"The thing is, there's a chance I might get promoted. Meaning I'll probably be even busier running around than before" Yuri starts to explain.

Damian looked at his Yuri, "What kind of promotion lets you hold it off?"

"My promotion Dam," Yuri said proudly.

"Don't call me Dam," Damian said angrily.

"Can I call you Dam, Dam?" Anya asked.

"Well- I- Uh" Damian said nervously.

Loid observed this. 

"It's obvious he has a crush" He contemplated, however to his surprise, he didn't know what to think of this discovery.

"But I can't leave you alone like this, so I'm not sure if I should take it… The whole reason I got this far is because of you, and I'm truly grateful.

That's why I just want you to be happy." Yuri says

Yor blushes and smiles into the line.

"I know," she whispers, "Thank you, Yuri."

"ELEGANTTTTT" Mr. Henderson shrieked. "TO HOLD OFF A PROMOTION FOR YOUR FAMILY, TRULY ELEGANT!!!"

"If you want, I can introduce you to someone" he offers.

"Huh? N-No, that's okay" she quickly rejects, "O-Oh, yes I'm actually going to a party this weekend with my partner, of course" that seemed to come out of nowhere.

"You lied to me?" Yuri asked, hurt.

"I'm sorry!" Yor panicked, " I just didn't want you to worry!"

"This is what you meant," Loid commented.

Anya started getting excited. 

"Huh? You have a boyfriend?" Yuri sounded surprised.

"I do, actually, So don't worry about me!" Yor was visibly nervous.

"I see! That's great. It'll be a party with coworkers, right?"

"Yup Camila's throwing it" Her mouth is twitching, Obviously nervous.

"Ah" Yuri sounds pondering, "Then I'll have to ask Dominic about this mystery man later" He says. Yor panicked.

Yor panics in real life, she remembered what happened that night.

"I mean, I know how gullible you are, I'll have to chase him away if he's a loser" Yuri promises,  Yor makes some nervous sounds. "I'll hold off on this promotion until I know he's a good guy"

"Oh, you don't need to do tha-"

"I look forward to meeting him, well! Nighty night!" click. Yor stared at the phone, unsure of what to do. She puts it down and starts to pace around nervously.

Anya looked at Yor in sympathy, she knew exactly what she was going through.

"Don't worry mama," she whispered, "Anya already knows, and Anya still loves mama!" 

Yor looked at Anya gratefully.

"What should I do? I need to find someone by the time of the party. If he finds out I'm lying, he'll think I'm a weirdo and a pathological liar, and he'll lose even more trust in me!"

"I wouldn't!" Yuri exclaimed, horrified. 

As she is pacing around, the phone rings again. Yor immediately rushes over to it.

"Yuri, you've got the wrong idea! I was just joking earlier—"

"Oh, dear Did you buddy-buddy siblings actually have a quarrel?" The voice on the other line is now different. Recognition rings clear on Yor's face.

"Oh, Shopkeeper? I'm sorry, I didn't realise it was you" there's a shift in Yor's body language, much more serious than before.

"Shopkeeper?" Handler wondered, she had heard that name before.

"What's going on?" Damian asked, confused.

"I won't be mad, whatever it is," Loid reassured Yor.

Yor smiled, however still unsure.

Yuri was utterly baffled, he had never seen his sister so serious in his life.

"It's fine, Good evening, however I do have a client needing your attention tonight, Thorn Princess" after that, the wide-eyed expression she

had was replaced with a murderous gaze followed by an eerie sound. "The Royal Hotel, Room 1307"

"Thorn princess?" All the spies' eyes widened.

Everyone else except Anya was confused.

"Apologies, my lady, this whole floor has been reserved," one of the men says as he sees Yor exit the elevator.

Yor is now wearing golden roses on each side of her head with an elegant black dress that has straps on the back.

Loid felt his cheeks grow hot, and he quickly jerked his head away to keep anyone from noticing.

"Did anyone call for this chick?" The other man asks, turning around.

Yuri glared at the screen, "She is not a chick!"

" Who knows?"

"With all due respect…" Yor says, bending down out of frame, "I heard that a traitorous scumbag is staying here." Worry flashes in the

guys' eyes, Yor gets up again. Now a sharp, golden hairpin like weapon twirling in her hand as she makes an elegant grab for it.

"What the-"

The men are thrown with a loud noise, cracking a door, the meeting pauses, panic flashing on the men's faces. "What in the world?!"

"No way?!" Yuri said, eyes glued to the screen.

"It's an ambush! A lone woman—" one of them tries to explain, yet quickly gets quiet then falls forward to show the same weapon from before

now stabbed deeply onto his back.

"THIS IS INA-" Mr. Henderson started, before getting pummelled with popcorn. 

"Excuse me," a black heel is visible, slowly revealing Yors outfit which is a dress that has a long back and a short front, boots with leather

straps and a red rose design for the inside of the dress. 

Loid tried his hardest not to blush.

"Vice Minister Brennan from the auditing department, I presume? I am terribly sorry if I interrupted anything" The camera is now on her face, she is blushing as she holds one of the weapons in front of her. "But may I have the honour of taking your life?"

"At least you're polite about it," Handler comments.

The lights turn off and soon, the sounds of bloodshed are heard around the room, showing blood spatters on the room near the chandelier.

Everyone tried to cover the children's eyes. (Key word, tried)

‘Code name: Thorn Princess,” The narrator begins once again, “ one of the world's deadliest assassins. She was taught the skills of her trade from a young age, and has done any dirty work her employer requested ever since."

The whole room was silent, then Becky spoke, "That. Was. Awesome." 

"You’re-” Loid stared, then he froze, as he started filtering through all the memories that Yor displayed signs of being an assassin. Yor looked at him nervously.

“I-I don’t understand-” Yuri also stood up, looking at his sister, “Our parents died when I was maybe 1 year old… you were nine back then Yor… were you-”

"I  wandered down into a club trying to find some food for you," Yor said, "I managed to steal something but got caught by Shopkeeper on my way out, and he was impressed with my skills at stealing food from the kitchen because it was apparently hard to do that, so he offered me a job to pay, and I took it!" Yor explained.

“Sister!” Yuri exclaimed, rubbing the back of his neck, “I- I want you to know… thanks to you… I was able to grow up because you worked… I don’t care if you worked as an assassin- I'm just sorry you had to do it because of me!

"Mama's awesome!" Anya said eagerly. 

"I agree," Loid said walking up behind her.

"Loid! I-"

“I only needed time to process it.” He explained, “I heard many stories about you, and somehow, I ended up with Ostania's deadliest assassin as a wife and a telepath as a daughter.” he laughed, both girls also laughed, “if I am honest though… I think you were great up there." 

"Really??" Yor asks, her cheeks turning red.

"Yes," Loid said smiling at her, it went back and forth for a bit, until Anya ruined it.

“Papa and mama are flirting,” Anya says, Bond barked.

“No we are not!”

Everyone laughed, and the tension in the room was lifted.

"how can he look at her the same way after this revelation??" Fiona wondered as she glared.

"Yup, Twilight definitely genuinely likes her" Handler decided, however she wasn't sure if she was ok with this idea or not.

The scene now focuses on Yor, showing her washing her hands, even though they're completely clean now. "It's not coming off" Yor whispers, flushed and a little ashamed.

"They're clean!" Becky said, confused.

"I'm so used to the blood, I can smell it for days," Yor explained.

"Oh" Becky said, still kind of confused.

She then looks down to herself, "Huh? Oh, no! Not my dress! What shall I do? This is the only nice dress I own! Now can't go to the party"

Yor turns to face the room, cadavers scattered all over the floor. She looks… Sad…

"So, do you have any prospects?"
"Being single at that age is suspicious."
"Bring a date and join in the fun."

Loid clenched his fists.

"It's ok mama," Anya said, patting her arm, "you're not suspicious!"

"Actually, she's really suspicious," Handler muttered. Fiona nodded her agreement.

"I copied all the files of unmarried women from city hall" Franky declares as he looks at him.

"Great, thanks" Loid answered.

"I forgot you were here honestly" Becky commented.

"I will never forget papa!" Anya boasted.

"You need someone who won't care if you're divorced with a kid, is refined enough for a prestigious school, and is willing to get married within 48 hours?" Franky said.

"If a goddess like that exists, I'd sure love to meet her. Meanwhile, I'm not picky at all, yet I can't even get a date" he says in annoyance.

"Too bad," Yuri snickers.

Franky glared at him.

"How unfortunate," Loid says monotonically.

Everyone laughed except Franky.

"Don't pity me, asshole!" Franky hollered in annoyance.

Anya, who had been standing to the side, gets scared by the loud noise and hides behind the couch's arm.

"THAT IS HORRIBLE LANGUAGE TO USE IN FRONT OF A CHILD!" Mr. Henderson fumed at Franky.

"You scared her!" Becky says angrily. 

"It's fine," Anya says nonchalantly.

"If you're sure," Becky said, not really believing her.

Franky shrank down in his seat.

"Is having a kid bad? Am I in the way?" Anya asks, peeking from her spot behind the couch, Loid ruffles her hair.

"You're not in the way at all" he reassures her, rubbing and patting her head, "Don't worry Just go watch some TV"

"AWWWW" Becky cooed.

"You're so cute Anya!" Yor said.

"Actually, why don't you use a female agent from your work?" Franky asked, after making sure Anya wasn't looking.

"Yeah!" Becky agreed.

"No one was available," Loid replied.

"If only I was available" Fiona thought sourly.

"A lot of them got caught in the recent spy hunts, so I couldn't find a good match." Twilight explained. 

"We don't have enough agents, so I got another mission on top of this. Eliminating a certain smuggling ring" he is looking between many sheets

now, frowning and examining the possible matches.

Becky threw her hands in the air, "They are overworking you!"

Everyone murmured in agreement.

"She definitely doesn't look like any princess from a rich family." Franky points out, Loid also turns to find Anya jumping up and down along her spy show. Cheering Bondman on.

"You've got a point" Loid sighs. "I need to at least do something about her appearance."

"She looks cute enough!" Becky said. 

Everyone agreed.

"Though, the other teachers wouldn’t have let her in like that, so Mr. Franky was correct." Mr. Henderson said.

Franky smiled at being called Mr.

The next scene was in a shop,

"Now, young lady, I'm going to take your measurements. Come with me." The Shop owner said.

"Is this where you met?" Becky asked.

"Yes," Yor and Loid answered.

"I'm being sold off somewhere!" Anya yelled in panic.

Everyone laughed.

"You won't be if you behave" Loid calls, obviously just trying to get her to behave.

Everyone laughed again, and Handler rolled her eyes.

Loid starts to examine all the women around him, looking for a suitable woman.

"And you call me a creep," Franky muttered.

"I do it because of a job, you do it in your free time, there's a difference." Loid said bluntly.

Anya snickered

"Pardon me." Yor called from behind Loid.

"I'm so excited!!!" Becky said, bouncing on her toes.

"Mama!!" Anya exclaimed happily.

"Oh, I haven't seen you in a while, Yor." The shop assistance greeted

"Hello, I was hoping I could get my dress fixed up,"  Yor said, "Could I get it done as quickly as possible?" She asked.

"For the party?" Handler asked, raising an eyebrow.

Yor nodded.

"She managed to slip behind me so easily! Who is she?" Loid thought in confusion 

"SHE'S MAMA, THON PWINCESS!!" Anya exclaimed.

"We know that now," Damian said, rolling his eyes. 

Anya and Becky rolled their eyes.

It shows a shot of Loid zooming in on a profile of Yor in his mind's eye.

"Yor Briar, 27 years old. She has no record of being married or divorced. Both of her parents are deceased, and she has one brother who's much younger than her. They're both civil servants whose records are pretty clean…"

I want your memory!" Damian exclaimed. All the kids, and a few adults nodded.

"Did I just let my guard down? I'm far too relaxed lately.’" He scolds himself

"You should start raising your guard," Fiona thought internally, "Where is the Twilight I know and love??" 

Anya glared at her, Fiona glared back.

"Excuse me, you've been staring at me ever since I walked in. May I help you?" Yor asked, startling Loid. 

"Impossible! She could even sense my gaze?" he quickly turns toward her, surprised that someone was able to detect his stare.

"I was just admiring how pretty you are." Loid responded.

Everyone laughed, and Loid and Yor blushed.

"I expected no less from the Thorn Princess." Handler commented, and Yor blushed harder.

"I know it's for the mission but why did he have to come up with that excuse??" Fiona thought sourly.

"PAPA! I KNOW HOW LONG I AM!" Anya chirped, "Whose that?" she asked, glancing at Yor.

"Another customer." Loid explained. 

"You are so cute Anya!!" Becky chirped.

"She is..." Damian thought, "NO GET YOURSELF TOGETHER DESMOND." However it was getting harder and harder to maintain his dignity, even his friends were piecing it together, everyone except for Anya knew by now.

Yor panicked, because she thought she was about to ask someone's husband out. "I've heard that women have been killed by wives for such things. I mean, if it happened to me, I'd just kill them back..." 

Anya's eyes widened in awe. 

"Your weird Anya," Becky commented.

"GWAG"

"Also, Women do not kill each other for their husbands." Handler advised.

Yor blushed.

"No, I mustn't. If I think like this, someone will eventually figure out that's an assassin. I must learn to be more normal."

"An assassin?!" Anya thought, shocked, "A spy...An assassin...Waku waku!"

"You're crazy!" Becky exclaimed staring at her, "You need therapy! First the pistol, now this??!!" Becky demanded, shocked.

"You all need therapy," Damian commented.

"I honestly agree with the boy," Handler said.

"I don't need therapy, i've gone 10 years without it and i don't need to start!" Loid said, glaring at her.

"All right, all right" Handler said, putting her hands up in the air, "Just an idea."

"I was considering her as a candidate to play my wife, but never mind…" Loid thinks.

"I was considering him to act as my boyfriend at the party, but I must avoid these so-called messy lovers quarrels." Yor thought.

Anya panics.

Loid slams his fist on his armrest in realisation.

"YOU KNEW!" he exclaimed, "YOU KNEW AND YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE!!" 

Everyone stared at him in confusion.

Anya smirked. 𓁹‿𓁹

"You'll see." She said, still smirking.

Anya started whining, "Ah, I am so lonely because I do not have a mama."

"What the-" Becky said.

" You are weird," Damian said, "If I knew that I would run away as soon as possible!"

"You're not right now," Anya said, Damian blushed.

"Well that's because i know her now!" Damian said.

Anya smirked. 𓁹‿𓁹

Yor decide to ask Loid if he wasn't with his wife, which Loid replied that she died 2 years ago and that he was raising her on his own.

Anya pointed at Loid, "Lier, she said.

"Everyone knows that now," Damian said, rolling his eyes.

Anya glared, Damian glared back.

"Pretend to be your boyfriend?" Loid asked, the scene switched so that they were now outside the shop.

"Yes I fibbed to my younger brother about having a boyfriend. If it's not too much trouble, I was hoping you'd accompany me to this party." She explains, turning to face him. "Um, I promise I don't have any ulterior motives! Of course, I'll thank you properly, too. I just want to put my brother's mind at ease."

"Even though you lied to me sis, you're the best!" Yuri proclaims.

Yor blushed again.

Loid agreed, then asked her to pretend to be his wife for the interview. Yor asked why, and he made a speech about his fake dead wife's last wish. 

"Papa is a liar!"

Everyone laughed.

They said goodbye and promised to see each other at the party.

Loid went to get some groceries, the cashier said, "Ten pints is your change, Ribbit." He handed Loid a coin.

"Ribbit?" Anya wondered.

"Why do you do that?" Becky asked, turning to the spies.

"Sign of code necessary," Handler responded. Both of the other spies turned to her in surprise and she shrugged.

"Might as well, they know everything else already, and they won't say anything, will you? " She asked menacingly. Everyone shook their heads vigorously.

Loid walked home with Anya, at home, he cut open the coin, revealing a small paper inside. 

"That's how you do it??" Yuri demanded, bewildered.

He grabbed a magnifying glass and started reading the mission details.

"Retrieving art pieces that were stolen from the West and eliminating this smuggling ring. I'm to carry out this mission Saturday at 1800 hours when the target meets with the buyer."

He jerked back, "Saturday?"

"NOOOOO THE PARTY!!" Becky screamed rocking Loid back and forth, "TELL ME YOU DIDN'T MISS IT!!"

"That's why you were late!" Yor exclaimed. Becky turned to look at her in relief. 

"Oh good, he made it," She said, wiping her brow.

"You hang around shrimp legs too much, you're wiping your brow like her!" Damian said.

Becky raised an eyebrow, "you know how she wipes her brow?"

Damian blushed and looked away, as Anya watched all of this while munching on popcorn.

"You could have refused it Twilight, you have all the authority too!" Handler said, "Operation Strix is the mission above all, if this mission was interfering with it, you should turn it in!"

Twilight didn't answer.

 "We're going to take care of this quickly so I can make it to the party. You're helping." He orders, looking at Franky. They were now overlooking a beautiful port.

Anya's and Becky's eyes sparkled at the beauty of the port.

"Hang on a second! I'm just an informant! My fighting skills are literal trash!" he quickly tries to excuse himself, "Not to mention, you already pretty much capped your tab—"

"We're talking art pieces valued at a total of three million dalcs" Twilight explains, pulling a mask over the part of his face,

"I'm almost certain no one would notice if one or two happened to go missing."

Handler sends a death glare at Loid and Franky, and they shrank back in their chairs.

"Leave it to me" Franky immediately agrees, giving Loid a thumbs up. "I just so happen to have invented some new spy gear just for days like this." "He's so useful," Loid thought.

Franky whooped, "I'M USEFUL!!" 

He was then pelted with popcorn.

It then shows Yor waiting for Loid as she checks her watch, "Loid is awfully late. I hope he wasn't in some terrible accident."

"Becky was biting her fingernails nervously as Yuri glared at Loid.

"YOU BETTER NOT LEAVE MY SIS HANGING LOIDY!" He yelled glaring at him.

The scene changed to an explosion, and it shows Loid fighting 38 people while Franky pushed the jewels inside of their car trunk as they drove away.

"He's so hot!" Becky and Fiona thought.

"WAKU WAKU!" Anya said eagerly, eyes sparkling

Opening the case, Franky cried in excitement. There were a bunch of jewellery, "Let's see... Which one's going to accidentally go missing?" He murmured eagerly.

Loid reached over and grabbed a diamond ring, "I'm helping myself to this one."

"I think the mission was compromised as soon as I assigned it," Handler thought in half amusement, half annoyance.

"At least he has a good ring for my sis," Yuri thought. 

"WHY IS HE GOING TO GIVE IT TO THAT TRASH OF A BRIAR! I SHOULD BE GETTING IT NOT HER!" Fiona thought angrily.

Suddenly, eerie music started to play as Anya turned around slowly in her seat to glare at Fiona. Bond whimpered and covered his ears.

"What you think about mama?" Anya demanded glaring at her, everyone looked at Fiona. 

"Well I-" Fiona started before Anya cut her off, "Rhetorical question," she said glaring at her, she did the I'm watching you sign as she turned back around and the eerie music seemed to stop. Everyone knew Anya was serious when she pronounced words correctly. 

"I never thought I would be intimidated by a child!" Fiona thought, shocked.

Handler started thinking about Anya's interrogation tactic, and if Wise should use that tactic.

Anya smirked. 𓁹‿𓁹

While Franky and Loid argued, a truck came over and crashed into them while also shooting them. The screen faded to black. 

"Becky gasped, "Oh no! Are you-" 

"DON'T START MS. BLACKBELL!"Mr.Henderson howled frantically.

Yor glanced at the clock, it read 6:40

"So this is what it means to have your heart toyed with. I must keep my work relationships favourable for my brother's sake, too. Which means that I must attend this party." Yor thought, wiping her tears.

"LOOK WHAT YOU DID LOIDY!!" Yuri yelled angrily.

"I'm sorry!" Loid exclaimed.

"It's alright Yuri!" Yor exclaimed, "It's all in the past now!"

Anya patted his leg.

Camilla opened the door as Yor knocked,

"You're late, Yor!" She said with a smirk.

"I apologise. Here's a gift." Yor apologised, closing the door behind her. 

"You don't have to give them a gift Yor," Loid said.

"I know, it just feels rude not too!" Yor said, blushing.

Yuri shook his head fondly and sighed. "That's sis for you."

"Oh? I thought you were coming with your boyfriend." Camilla said, her smirk growing.

" Unfortunately, he had something suddenly come up." Yor explained, sitting on the bench in the furthest corner. 

Millie, Sharon and Camilla walked away and started mocking her again.

Yuri and Loid gripped onto the chair so tightly in anger their knuckles turned white.

 "They're so mean!!" Becky said angrily.

"THIS IS VERY INELEGANT!!" Mr.Henderson hollered.

Dominic appeared, "It's too bad your boyfriend couldn't make it. I was excited to meet him."

Yor stood up, "Dominic!"

"Who's that?" Becky asked.

"Oh! That's Camilla's boyfriend," Yor explained.

"Boyfriend??" Everyone chorused. 

Yuri's face lit up, " I know him!" he exclaimed, "He's a friend of mine!"

Everyone relaxed slightly.

"He better not be as bad as her," Becky said sourly. 

"Yeah!" Anya said, glaring at the screen.

"Could you possibly just tell my brother that I came to the party with a kind gentleman?" Yor pleaded. 

"Yeah, not happening. Just how desperate you are to impress people, Yor? It just makes you look even more pathetic." Camilla sneered, as she walked away with Dominic. 

Loid stood up, "Why have you never told me about this Yor??" he demanded, "I could have done something about it!" 

"I can't say it out loud, but I will tell my boss to arrest that woman, I can't believe Dominic is dating her!" Yuri thought angrily.

"What could she possibly gain by doing that? This is honestly becoming tiresome." Yor wonders, her face getting somber really quickly, ‘If all of the adults here just happened to perish, my brother would never find out.' Just as quickly as the thought came, she shook her head to make it leave in time for Dominic to pull Camila away.

She watched the guests in silence, " That must be what "normal" looks like, I'm sure that's how my brother wanted me to end up."

"I still do!!" Yuri exclaimed, standing up, "And I will do everything I can to make that happen! Even if it means you have to stay with Loidy, then so be it!"

Everyone stared at him in shock, they all knew how much he hated Loid.

"THAT IS SO ELEGANT!!" Mr. Henderson said, wiping his eyes with his handkerchief.

Yuri sat back down, and whispered in Loid's ear, "I am giving you my blessing for now, but if you break her heart, I will break you," he muttered menacingly.

Loid nodded in understanding, and Yuri gave him a firm nod.

"Seriously! She's still here." Camilla mocked.

Millie laughed, "She's tougher than she looks." 

"I'm honestly surprised she had the nerve to show up alone."  Sharon commented.

"She's tougher than all of you combined!" Anya said, glaring at the screen.

" That's the spirit!" Becky said, grinning.

"I'm too out of my league here. Yor thought, standing up.

Everyone glared at the screen harder.

Suddenly the door beside her flew open, revealing a bleeding Loid.

"Loid!"

"Loidy!"

"Papa!!"

"Mr. Forger!"

Loid walked in, "I'm terribly sorry for arriving late. I'm Yor's husband , Loid Forger."

Handler glared at him, raising an eyebrow at the mistake.

"Maybe we are overworking him, he would usually never make a mistake like that," Handler contemplated.

"THAT WOMAN, SHE'S MAKING HIM SLOPPY! IF I WERE HIS WIFE HE WOULD NEVER HAVE MADE THAT MISTAKE!!" Fiona thought angrily.

"He's so hot!!!" Becky thought eagerly.

"THAT WAS AN ELEGANT ENTRANCE!!" Mr. Henderson exclaimed.

"Um...I just needed a boyfriend, not a husband." Yor whispered to him.

"Crap! I mixed up my mission with hers!" 

Franky snorted, he found it funny that the world's greatest spy mixed up his mission with hers.

Loid glared at him.

'You're joking, right?' Camila questions herself, "You're married, Yor?"

"Why didn't you tell us?"

"Um, I-" she begins, but Loid steps in.

"It's embarrassing to say so, but this is my second marriage and I already have a child," he laughs nervously, "so it may have been hard to bring up."

"I really appreciate that save," Yor said smiling at him, "I never got to thank you properly."

"Oh, thank you!" Loid said, smiling at her, Yor blushed.

Loid immediately covered Anya's mouth before she could say that they were flirting and everyone laughed.

Camila, in jealousy, went and grabbed some hot Gratin from the table.

"Yor, I just got this piping hot gratin right out of the oven!" She starts to head over, tripping intentionally on her feet. "Oops, I seemed to have tripped!"

The camera follows the Gratin as it's in the air, Camila looks smug just as Yor reacts and she stops it with her foot and moves to hold it with her hand, some accidentally falls on Camila's nose and she quickly covers her nose and hisses in pain.

All the kids and Franky burst out in laughter.

Loid and Yor both smiled at the sight, it was one of those guilty pleasures.

"I admire your dedication to not wasting food, but it's a bit improper to use your feet, Yor."

"Oh, I'm so sorry" she apologises.

"How did he not suspect her??" Handler wondered in confusion, this only added to her suspicion that they genuinely liked each other.

"Did you know, Mr Ranger" Camila begins, Loid tries to correct it, "It's Forger" however she continues over him.

"That she was apparently doing some questionable work before working at city hall?" Yor looks at Camila as she starts teasing, "What did you do again?"

"Come on, stop it!" Dominic tries to pull her back, Yor's eyes widen in horror.

"Men would call you to their hotel rooms so you could give them 'massages'?" She keeps taunting, "Oh, you little whore."

Everyone resumed their glaring. 

"It was a cover up for your assassinations right?" Loid asked, Yor nodded in relief. 

"Um, please don't get the wrong idea, Loid I—" as she begins to try and excuse herself, Loid laughs and smiles.

"How wonderful", he compliments.

"Huh?" Camila exclaims, shocked.

Loid explained that Yor lost her parents at a very young age. She did all she could to care for her younger brother, even if it meant sacrificing herself. As he continued talking a flashback of his dead co worker was shown.

"It sucks when you lose a co-worker," Yuri agreed.

This interaction did not go unnoticed by Handler.

He opened the door again, "Let's go home, Yor." 

They thanked for the lovely party and left. 

"That was a horrible party!" Becky exclaimed.

"Yeah!" Anya said, "I wouldn't want to go there, no Peanuts!"

On the truck, Loid apologised for accidentally saying that he was her husband, but someone shoots their truck.

"Oh no!!" Becky said in horror.

"Probably the smuggling ring," Handler said.

"How did they know where I was? Did they leave a tracking device in the art pieces? You've definitely let your guard down, Twilight." He looks behind him and notices the art pieces, scolding himself for not having considered the tracking devices.

"Definitely exhaustion," Handler confirms to herself, she made a note to give Twilight less missions when they got out.

"Who are those people?" Yor asked.

Loid thought quickly, "It appears some of my patients still haven't recovered from their psychotic episodes."

Really?   Sylvia raised an eyebrow at him, That's all you could think of?

Yor ended up believing the lie.

Everyone face palmed, and Yor felt pretty stupid.

In the next scene, the Van has been abandoned.

"They've abandoned the van"
"They're probably hiding nearby. Split up and find them" the group of men, follow the fleeting couple.

"Yor, this way Hurry!" Loid calls, after finishing taking out two of the criminals by hitting them in the head, Twilight breaks one of the pipes and takes the metal stick with him, Yor following him.

Becky was biting her nails nervously, and Anya was clinging onto her parents as if they might disappear.

Mr. Henderson didn't even bother saying how inappropriate this was, it wouldn't do anything anyway.

"Um Are you sure it's all right for you to hit your patients like that?" Yor asks.

"Um, well" he quickly thinks for an explanation, "The concussive recovery method is the latest in modern medical practices."

"I see," Yor, once again, quickly accepts his answer.

"Bruh," everyone thought.

'I can't tell if she's actually bright or dumb.' Loid deadpans to himself.

"Me neither," Almost everyone thought.

"Look out, Yor!" He warns as another goon comes in as he throws the pipe at the man, making him fall backwards, another one jumps from the stairs above him, Twilight panics because he can't dodge. He was saved by Yor as she sent him flying back with a high kick.

"GO PAPA!!! GO MAMA!!!" Anya screamed.

"That was amazing!!!!!!!" Becky squealed. 

"Hm." Damian said he had been strangely quiet this whole time, however it was clear he was impressed.

"Elegant kick!!!" Mr. Henderson said, amazed. 

They spent a moment laughing before the rest of the guys show up with guns. They ran until Yor spoke.

"Um, Loid...This may not be the best moment to ask, but why don't we get married?"

That surprised Loid, and he fell directly on his face.

Everyone laughed.

"Well I would be surprised if my wife proposes while running from guns," Franky said between laughs.

"Bad reaction Twilight," Handler thought with a sigh.

"I'm sorry?!"

"Er, well, it would extend our agreement" she begins to explain, playing with her hands in a nervous fashion. "I mean Apparently, I'm considered suspicious just for being single, so it'd be nice camouflage"

"For me to continue my job as an assassin, too!"

"Um, basically, if it's alright with you, maybe we could just stay together, and not just for the interview, for both our sakes"

"YESSS!" Becky cheered, so did Franky and Anya.

"Then let's stop by city hall on our way back to fill out the paperwork" Loid agrees, Yor is shocked.

"Huh? Right now?!" She squeaks.

"They do say no time like the present"

Handler chuckles to herself, honestly it was very rushed, but Twilight was carrying this mission out very well all things considered.

Loid begins to look through his pocket, finding a bullet hole in his pocket.

"YOU LOST THE GODDAMN RING????" Franky demanded in horror.

"That was worth a lot Twilight..." Handler glared.

"You bastard!" The guys caught up and started shooting them again.

Loid grabbed a grenade from the floor and hid beside Yor behind a metal box.

Loid pulled the pin of the grenade off,

"Even in sickness," He threw the grenade at the men.

"Or in sadness..." He reached for her hand and put the pin on her finger,

"No matter what hardships awaits us,"let us be there for one each other." The grenade exploded behind them.

"ELEGANT!!!!!" Mr. Henderson screamed in excitement, then fainted.

Until my mission... Loid thought

Until my killing.. Yor thought

...Do us part. They both thought

The screen faded to black.

"THAT WAS THE BEST PROPOSAL IN HISTORY!!!!" Becky squealed.

"MAMA AND PAPA AWESOME!!!!" Anya squealed.

"I WANT ONE EXACTLY LIKE THAT!!!!" Becky hollered.

Anya laughed, "You see Sy-on boy?" She said, crossing her arms in triumph, "My parents are cooler than yours, this just proved it."

"Y-you stubby shrimp!" Damian said angrily, "You never even saw how cool my parents are!" he shouted.

Anya smirked. 𓁹‿𓁹

"I thought you said they were getting along well," Handler muttered to Loid.

"Trust me, it was a lot worse when they started out, Loid said with a sigh.

Everyone glanced up as the next episode started.

SPY x FAMILY

Episode 3

Prepare for the interview

Chapter Text

"Everyone has a side they don't show anyone else." It then showed Loid, Yor and Anya.

"To their friends, others, or even their families. They hide what they're truly feeling through fake smiles or bravado and keep their identity."

"They hide what they're truly feeling through fake smiles or bravado, and keep their true identities secret."

"That is how the world keeps up the appearance of its temporary peace.’"

"That sums up the Forgers perfectly." Mr. Henderson said.

"That's literally why the screen said that," Yuri deadpanned.

The scene starts to a blue van driving away after having left Yor in front of the apartment building Loid and Anya stay at. She looks up and sees Loid walking out.

“Is this everything you own?” he asked, eyeing the boxes.

“Yes.” she replied with a smile.

"For some reason I thought you would have more," Fiona commented.

Yor blushed in embarrassment. 

"Alright, step one completed," Fiona thought, "Time to get her so embarrassed she will leave, and I can stay! It doesn't matter if she's an assassin, Loid is mine!!!!!!!!

Anya gave her a weirded out look.

The next scene shows Yor already inside and moving her things in her room.

"Um, Loid," She asked, "about the sleeping arrangements..."

“We'll be sleeping in separate rooms, of course.” He answered, coming in as he carried another of her boxes

“We'll share one for appearances anytime we have guests over.”

"Phew," Mr. Henderson thought, he didn't want the children to see that kind of....... he stopped his line of thought.

Anya stared curiously at him.

Becky moaned in disappointment.

"Good, he's not that attached yet," Fiona thought.

"Welcome to Anya's house!" Anya squeals happily.

“Thank you for the lovely welcome, Miss Anya!” Yor responds.

"Nothing is really happening much right now, I wonder what's happening here," Damian commented.

The narrator explained that the house is home to an unusual family, and explained their true identities. 

“I'm so happy to have a mama now!” Anya exclaims, holding her arms up.

“Mama…” Yor repeats, blushing as her eyes follow Anya’s movements as she bends down to pick a box off of the floor.

By the way…” Loid says, through the kitchen door, “I had a friend of mine who's a judge make it so we got married a year ago.”

"Ya right!" Becky exclaimed with a laugh.

"At least he's coming up with better lies now then in the previous episodes," Handler thought in relief.

"Who did make that though?" Damian asked.

"That would be me!" Franky said proudly.

"Oh." Damian said, suddenly not interested anymore.

Franky scowled.

Loid thought about how suspicious if they got married just before the interview, Yor thought about feeling much better because she got permission from Shopkeeper, Anya was thinking about how exciting this was. 

"I still can't comprehend the fact that you're living with a Spy and an Assassin, and you're not even a bit scared or nervous." Becky commented, looking at her in confusion. 

Anya just smirked. 𓁹‿𓁹

“I'm going to show Mama around!” Anya declares.

“Once we get settled in, we'll practise for the interview.” Loid calls as he carries some items to another room.

Anya proceeds to show Yor the Kitchen, Bathroom, Living room and the Bedrooms. Then she introduces her to Mr. Chimera.

"Your house is so tiny!" Damian exclaimed in surprise.

"Yeah! Where's the pool???" Becky asked in confusion.

"Not everyone is rich like you." Yuri scolded.

Loid walked in carrying Yor's boxes, "Is the furniture arranged to your liking?" He asked, "I also cleaned a bit." 

"Yes, everything is wonderful!" Yor replied

“I helped clean, too!” Anya says in excitement.

“All you did was tip over a bucket of water.” Loid tells her matter-of-factly.

“Gwag!!”

Everyone laughed at the spectacle.

Loid saw a picture of Yuri on the counter .

"Ah, this must be your younger brother." He commented

"Oh, yes." 

Then Yor panicked and had to tell Anya not to open one of her boxes, because there's poison inside.

"Poison?????" Becky asked in horror.

Yor was quite embarrassed.

Now they were in the kitchen, Yor was making Loid a coffee and Anya some hot chocolate, along with some tea for herself. 

Yor complemented the cookies that Loid baked.

"I helped with the cookies, too!" Anya announced. 

A flashback was shown that all Anya did was sneeze into the flour, which exploded. 

Everyone laughed again.

"If I was her mother, I would have taught her everything she'd need to know!" Fiona thought angrily.

Anya glared at her in annoyance.

This interaction did not go unnoticed by Loid and Handler.

The scene changed to them practising for the interview.

"Eden College is one of the most prestigious schools in the country. During the interview, not only will the child be evaluated, but so will the parents,"  Loid explained

"I wonder how this is gonna go," Becky commented.

Loid sighed in exasperation, he remembered how it went and he did not want to see it again.

"They will be evaluated on their social standing as weak as how cultured they are. Understand?" He asked

Yor and Anya both nodded. 

Mr. Henderson was now quite interested.

"Alright so let's start with a simple question," Loid said, "First, please state your name and addresses."

"Anya Fo...Fo...Horger." Anya stuttered, "Address?" 

"You don't know what an address is???" Damian demanded in shock.

"Anya knows now!" Anya huffed.

They started to bicker.

Loid moaned and put his head in his hands, "Even if they all know the mission now they still can't get along," He thought.

"The place we're at right now." Loid explained.

This is Anya's house!" Anya answered cheerfully.

"She's not wrong," Franky laughed.

Loid glared at him.

Loid sighed, "That's not what I meant, Er, so Miss Anya...How do you spend your days off?" He asked again.

"Papa orders me to stay home, so I have to watch TV all alone." Anya said with a grin. 

"She's still not wrong!" Franky said, still laughing.

  "Now, wait a   second. That makes a terrible impression. Madam?" Loid switched to Yor. 

"Yes?" She answered, tense. 

"Why did you choose Eden College and how do you plan to pass this exam?" Loid inquired.

“I wonder how they're going to answer this one@” Franky laughed.

All the forgers blushed

"How do   people usually pass? Um, pass, passing...Perhaps because of cardiac arrest, or excessive bleeding?" She answered. 

The scene changed to Anya's traumatised expression.

“I don’t get it!” Becky said in confusion.

“When you're older,” Loud replied.

Mr. Henderson breathed a sigh of relief.

"Or compound fractures throughout the body? Oh! Maybe their skull was caved in." Yor continued.

Yor blushed in embarrassment. 

Kill me now. Next question. Loid thought. 

A few people laughed. 

"Could you describe your parenting methods?" Loid asked.

Yor shrugged tensely, "Huh? U-um...Strike first to be victorious?" 

I'm amazed her brother turned out to be a decent human being.

I've been a spy for over a decade. I've completed countless missions, yet only now do I find myself losing heart.

Franky snickered at this. 

If I was your wife, we would have completed this mission already. Fiona thought. 

Yor apologised again.

Loid stood up and turned around, taking the glasses off, "This is pointless. There's no way we'll survive the interview at this rate." He said

“Drama queen much??"  Franky snickered. 

"Let's give up on getting her into that school." Loid continued.

"Loid! Please remember your late wife's wishes!" Yor begged.

“Now I feel silly,” Yor thought.

“Clearly, we weren't ready for this interview yet,” Loid thought. He ruffled his slicked back hair, back to normal. 

"All right, let's go out for a bit," He announced, "Let's broaden our horizons, become versed in what is normal for an upper-class family, and make sure that we're all on the same page."

Damian snorted, "I think you all should just give up trying to be normal." 

The scene changed to them outside, "We're on an   ooting, and ooting, la, la, la, lah!" Anya sang, skipping. 

"You mean 'outing.'" Loid corrected, sternly. 

"Wanna hold hands, Mama?" Anya asked, reaching out a hand. 

"Aww, that's so cute!" Becky cooed.

"I-If you don't mind." Yor replied,  shyly. 

Thank goodness Anya's taken a liking to her. The plan is set. After today, we'll seem like a normal...no...We'll be seen as an upper-class family. Loid thought relieved.

While holding hands with Anya, Yor thought about hugging Yuri so hard, she broke his ribs. 

Anya eyes widen in horror and ran off to hide next to a plant

"Oh, that's why you ran off." Loid said in understanding. 

“I’m sorry for scaring you!!!” Yor moaned.

“It’s fine!” Anya said cheerfully, “Anya knows mama never hurt Anya on purpose. 

Wait...what? Maybe not… Loid thought.

Yor wiped away tears and asked Loid, "B-By the way, where are we headed?" 

"I want to know too," Becky added.

"I've acquired a variety of tickets through my connections at work." Loid revealed holding up a bunch of tickets. 

“Such cheap tickets,” Damian scoffed.

An opera was shown,

“Tradition and status are everything at Eden College. We'll have to experience and get accustomed to the best that life has to offer, and make sure we don't slip up if we let our guard down.” Loid thought. 

“You're going to one of the cheaper theatres,” Damian commented.

Loid looked down at Anya, who was sleeping in boredom.

Becky and Franky snickered.

Handler, Fiona and Twilight face palmed.

Yor, who was sitting next to her, had smoke coming out of her head.

"Why is there smoke coming out of you?" Becky asked in confusion.

“I don’t know honestly,” Yor replied.

“Alright, next,” Loid thought since it was obvious no one was interested.

Everyone laughed.

Next it showed a museum.

"Anya, no yelling while we're here." Loid instructed. 

"Kay." She responded. 

However, Anya immediately broke this rule a few seconds later. 

"Papa!! I can see her boobies!"

"Head's been choppy-chopped!" She yelled at a statue, "Body's been choppy-chopped!" 

“This has to be your hardest mission yet!!” Franky snickered. Loid silently agreed. 

"What did I just say about yelling?" Loid sighed, he turned around to see Yor, face flushed at looking at a picture of a sharp gleaming head chopper. 

Yor blushed in embarrassment. 

They went to a drawing place next for Anya to play.

"Yor, why don't we sit down for a bit?" Loid asked.

She agreed and they sat down. 

"Anya's house is a big castle. The boss off the secret organisation is Director Chimera," She ranted

“I wonder if she still would have done that if she didn’t know about Twilight,” Handler thought to herself.

"Chi Chi is a spy pew pew! And Ha Ha is an assassin! Stabby, stabby, sploosh!" Anya announced still drawing.

“This is not school appropriate!!” Mr.Henderson yelled in outrage, no one listened.

"We should probably get going." Loid said, looking at his watch. They went to the drawing area which made Anya panic.

 “If Papa and Mama see this, they'll find out about my powers!” She thought in horror. 

"Don’t worry, we won’t do anything!! You know that now right??” Yor asked, scooping Anya into her lap. Anya just grinned and snuggled down. 

She tried to cover the art in panic, but her art was so messy that Yor and Loid couldn't recognize anything, "Wow, that's quite a masterpiece. There seems to be a pig in a forest." He guessed. 

Anya snorted, offended, "That's Mr. Chimera, he lives in a castle!"

“What is it with you and castles??” Becky asked. 

Anya just shrugged.

Loid mostly guessed the drawings and Anya correcting him.

Anya wiped her forehead in relief that Loid didn't sense anything suspicious, then Loid announced, "We're going to the tailor next." 

“Oh!! That’s where we met!!” Yor said excitedly.

The next scene shows the tailor shop, where Anya, Loid and Yor were talking to each other.

"My going out-clothes are so cute!" Anya chirped happily, "They fit perfectly! This shop is great! I love it!" 

"You're so dramatic Anya." Franky said with a laugh. 

Anya just smirked. 𓁹‿𓁹 

"Then it must be a day of celebration." The shop assistant smiled kindly. At that Anya brightened even more, "A day to celebrate this ooting!" 

“What an exciting celebration,” Damian said sarcastically. 

“Yes it is!” Anya chirped, not understanding the sarcasm. 

"In that case, we can stop by a photography studio next." Loid said. 

Another woman called Yor to show her some navy blue fabric. "I'd honestly prefer a black or red dress," She said.

“Huh, that’s why you only wear those colours, because you're an assassin?” Franky asked. 

“Yes!” Yor said happily.

"I see you're particular about matching colours." Loid objected 

Yor fumbled, "No...I wouldn't say that." 

“This colour's lovely, but I'm worried that blood splatters would be too noticeable.” 

"That sucks, I wouldn't want to wear only black and red forever!!” Becky said, wondering how in the world she would survive with that colour pallet. 

"Looks like Yor finally found someone nice." The shop owner said when they left.

The shop assistant sighed, "Hopefully they last. Having a child already is an instant no for me, though."

“What’s wrong with Anya???” Anya asked in confusion.

“I’ll explain it to you when you're older,” Loid replied.

Anya stood on her tiptoes. 

“I’m taller now!” Anya declared happily, “You can tell me now!!” 

Loid just sighed and rolled his eyes, while Yor laughed.

In the back, Handler was remembering her own family. 

“When this mission is over, should I pull Twilight away from this? I know how hard it is,” Handler continued to think. 

They walked along the sidewalk for a while, talking, until they arrived at the photo booth. 

They took a photo, however only Loid looked normal and not completely tensed up like Yor and Anya. 

“Why are you so stiff??” Franky laughed at Yor and Anya. 

“Anya’s a spy!!!” Anya declared, standing up straight and saluting. This time, everyone laughed. 

Patriotism is also important within Eden. Loid thought. 

However the many angry thoughts of the other people overwhelmed Anya and they had to leave. 

"That's why you don’t like crowds." Loid commented. 

"Papa, I'm hungry!!!" Anya declared, once they left. 

"Are you all right or not?" He asked in exasperation.

Everyone laughed at Anya's confusing antics.

They went to a restaurant next and Loid chastised Anya for picking the nuts off with her hands. While Yor looks flushed by a very sharp knife. 

“SIS!!!” Yuri said in alarm.

“I wasn't going to touch it!!” Yor protested. 

Loid sighed at that and Anya comforted him, 

"S'all good, Chi Chi."

“Imagine how unnerving that would have been!!” Damian guffawed. 

“Why are you laughing like that??” Anya asked in confusion. 

“What??” Damian demanded, “And I do not laugh, I guffaw!” 

“Huh??” Anya asked, completely bewildered. 

“It’s a fancy way of laughing,” Becky explained.

“Ohhhhh” Anya said with understanding, “well it sounds stupid.” 

“Hey!!!” Damian glared. 

Loid and Handler came in before a fight would break out.

Yeah, I definitely picked the wrong child.

Loid thought, and Anya gasped.

"Loid!!!” Yor snapped, glaring at him.

"I’m sorry!!!" Loid replied, unsure of what he was apologising for, he just wanted Yor to stop glaring at him like that.

They decided to go out and get some fresh air.  

"The people look like bits of trash from up here." Anya suddenly said. 

Everyone laughed at that. 

"Where did you get that from?" 

"My cartoons." 

"No surprise there," Damian snickered.

"I had no idea there was a park like this on the outskirts of town." Loid admitted. 

Yor smiled, "I don't come here that often either, but I wander over here when I'm exhausted from work. Thinking about how the work I do helps everyone in this city out, encourages me to work harder." Yor revealed. 

“I can see why!” Becky said, “You have to take me there when we get out of here!!” 

“Ok, I will!!” Yor said eagerly.

Yor suddenly gasped, "Oh, this place must be awfully boring! I'm terribly sorry!"  

“It’s not!!” Yuri said, “I’m not even there and I can tell!” Secretly, Yuri was kind of upset. 

“How come Loidy knew about that place before me??!!” Yuri thought in jealousy. 

Anya shook her head, "I like this place better than crowded places!" She said. 

The screen zoomed in on Loid and switched to a group of four kids, playing on the sidewalk. 

"Somethings about to happen, isn't it?" Damian said. Anya smirked. 𓁹‿𓁹 

Suddenly a man grabbed an old woman's purse from out of nowhere and ran off, 

"Thief! Someone help!" The old lady cried. 

“I called it!" Damian cheered. 

"That old lady should've been more careful." Loid said, while Yor took off. 

"GO YOR!!!!" Yuri cried in excitement. 

“GO!!” Becky cheered.

She leaped from railing to railing.

 "You won't get away with this! Hold it right there!" She yelled. 

"Oh, damn it." Loid cursed. 

"Inappropriate language,” Mr. Henderson said half heartedly, he knew there was nothing he could do to stop it.

Yor pursued after him but lost track of him, she came to the old lady to check if she's alright.

 "I promised I'll catch him for you! And I'll take you to the hospital later!" She vowed.

"You're so kind sis!!” Yuri said admiringly.

Yor blushed. 

Loid picked Anya up and was searching for the thief from up the railing. “ He blended in with the crowd. I'm very sorry, Yor, but you probably won't be able to find him now. ”

“O, O, O, this is Anya’s part!!!” Anya said excitedly. Everyone looked at her in confusion, but then a look of understanding came across Loid’s face.

“What??” Yor asked.
“You’ll see,” Loid said with a small smile.

Seeing this Anya turned to the crowd and tried to find the Thief by reading minds, however, the moment she turned she started nose bleeding.

"Does that always happen??” Becky asked. 

“I think so,” Anya said, starting to try and remember if that always happened, she never really noticed. 

Loid wiped it away and Anya tried again, this time she succeeded.

 “ Man, that old crone was loaded. ” The thief thought.

"GO ANYA!!!!" Becky and Franky cheered. 

"Papa! I wanna eat cake!" She cried pointing at the shop, walking beside it was the thief.

“That was a very clever way of alerting Twilight without revealing her ability, she is smarter than she lets on. Handler thought.

Anya grinned upon hearing this.

Loid spotted him by the way he walks. Giving Anya to Yor, who just arrived, he leaped from a railway.

Becky cheered for him as well.

“ First, I'm gonna treat myself to the finest meal and- ”

The thief's thought was abruptly caught off by Loid landing on him and slamming his head on the concrete ground.

“That was cool!!!!” Becky thought.

“That was hot!!!!” Fiona thought.

Loid put his face in his hands in embarrassment. 

“I messed up that time, spies are supposed to be discrete!!” 

“That was not discrete Twilight,” Handler thought in annoyance. 

"A filthy swine like you deserves nothing more than the foulest meal," He said. 

“AWESOMEEEE!!!!” All the kids cheered.

Loid fixed his tie, A spy must not bring attention to himself He thought, gazing at the crowd of people staring at him.

"Too late for that," Franky snorted. 

Handler just snickered to herself, might as well enjoy it, this was all in the past.

"Thank you for escorting me all the way here. I had money to get my grandchild a gift in my purse. Thank you so much. You were a big help." The grandmother thanked, shaking Yor’s hand. 

"Oh, actually...the one who got it back was my, um, husband." Yor admitted. 

Loid shook his head, "No, if you weren't there, Yor, I wouldn't have even gone after him." 

“You're a great team together, even without knowing each other’s secrets!!” Becky cheered.

Everyone agreed with Becky and all the Forgers blushed.

The grandmother turned and thanked him too, "Thank you so much. What a fine gentleman you are." Shaking his arm. 

“That woman is horrible at shaking hands,” Franky snickered.

A hero who casts no shadows, the great deeds you and your fellow agents do shall never see the light of day. he recalled 

Loid cleared his throat, I guess...receiving thanks every once in a while wouldn't hurt.

“Don’t get used to it Twilight,” Handler reprimanded.

“I know,” Loid said with a sigh.

“Papa’s a softie.” Anya thought. 

Twilight glared at her, "I am not."

“You kind of a-” Franky started, before he was sniped by a box of popcorn. 

Everyone laughed.

“Hey!!! Franky protested, rubbing the back of his neck where the Popcorn back hit. “You let Anya say it!!” 

“She’s my daughter, of course I let her say it,” Loid said bluntly.

Anya secretly cheered.

"Thank you Yor, Today was a nice change of pace." Loid said, "Now I'll be able to work hard again."

Yor blushed. 

"Flirting!!!" Becky squealed. 

“Are not!!!” Loid and Yor exclaimed.

"Papa and Mama are flirting." Anya said, eyes wide. 

"We are not!" 

"See!! Anya agrees with me!!" Becky cheered. 

"Does Anya also get a thank you?" Anya asked. 

Damian laughed to himself, blushing at how cute Anya was. 

The old lady smiled, "What a nice family you are."

Sylvia grinned triumphantly, the mission was working!! 

The scene changed to them trying the mock interview again, "So, Miss Anya, how do you spend your days off?" Loid asked. 

'We go to the opera, the museum and eat at restaurants." She answered.

"Yes! Exactly!" Loid exclaimed, "If you're asked this question, make sure you talk about today." 

“Wow, she said the right answer, that actually worked??” Frnaky asked in shock.

"Okay, next question, you've seen your friend do something naughty. What will you do?" Loid asked. 

Anya blinked a few times, "I'd jump on top of them, beat them up and make them eat the foulest meal!" 

“Never mind!!” Franky laughed. 

“Pretend you never saw that, okay?” he pleads. 

“Yup, this is hopeless. I'm done.”

“Giving up so soon Twilight??” Handler snickered into her hand. Fiona and Loid stared at her in shock, they had never seen her laugh outright before.

“Papa, you were so cool!” Anya exclaims as she walks up to him with her hands in front of her.

“Yes, he was,” Yor agrees.

“Yes, he was,” Yor agrees in unison with her onscreen self.

“Ka-bam!” She yells as she walks around, “It's the foulest meal for you!” As she is walking and imitating him, Loid raises his head and blushes kind of violently.

Everyone looked at Mr. Henderson expectantly, however to their surprise, he didn’t say anything. 

“Hot cocoa is the best,” Anya says happily. 

“It is!!” Becky agreed.

Loid is watching Yor and Anya interact, and his mind flashes back to the phrase the lady had said her goodbyes to them:

“My, what a lovely family you are.”

“I guess if she saw us that way..” Loid thinks as he reaches for a cup, "About one percent of my preparations are complete.” 

The last shot is of all the plates, green, pink, and red, colours that represent each of the Forger’s family members.

The screen faded to black.

“That last shot was soooo pretty!!!” Becky exclaimed.

“That was a good episode,” Damian said reluctantly. 

“I wonder what’s going to happen now!!” Emile commented.

“Well, you’ll find out in a few seconds!” Franky said excitedly, as everyone glanced up as the next episode started. 

SPY x FAMILY

Episode 4

The Prestigious School’s Interview

Chapter Text

"The time has come for the decisive battle." Loid announced. 

"Welp, that's a dramatic start." Becky stated. 

"Inventory, check." He instructed. 

Yor checked her bag, "All good." 

"Appearances, check." He asked

Yor patted her hair then fixed Anya's clothes, "All good."

"You're so serious, it's like you guys were preparing for war." Becky said.

“Well we kind of are,” Loid commented with a small chuckle. 

"Language, check." 

Anya stiffened, "Don't worry, Sir! I got it, Sir!" She said, tensely. 

Some of them laughed at that.

“Though this is nothing reassuring. We've done all we could.” Loid thought.

“This is correct,” Mr. Henderson said, “And you are truly elegant for that!”  

The scene changed to Eden academy, where millions of people were entering the gates. They gazed at the school in awe for a moment before entering. 

Mr. Henderson smiled like a proud father. 

“This feeling...There's no mistaking it. I've already felt this same sensation many times. Someone is watching over me. ” Loid thought. 

"What?" Damian and Becky both asked. Both were annoyed they hadn't noticed. 

"You knew?" Mr.Henderson asked in shock.

"Yes." Loid said flatly 

Yor began to notice the feeling as well, but her feeling was confirmed when Loid spotted all of them internally and announced that it was the school professors who were watching them.

Thank god I didn't do anything stupid. Becky thought relieved. 

Damian huffed, "You were all spying on us?" he asked, a bit annoyed for some reason. 

"Well yeah, we need to know who's elegant enough to join." Mr. Henderson pointed out. 

The scene changed to the professors spying on the families, "They're all lacking elegance." Mr. Henderson  announced. 

"Good morning, Master!" They all greeted each other. 

Becky rolled her eyes, Elegance~ ugh. She thought

"I am displeased just to have those crude footsteps trampling on our elite Eden Academy's grounds. Elegance makes tradition. Elegance is indeed what makes the world of man a paradise. Be sure to disqualify all families that are inelegant." He rambled. 

“What qualifies as elegant??” Franky asked.

“You wouldn’t understand,” Mr. Henderson said with a sniff.

He leaned in as if something caught his interest. They're paying respect to the statue of the first headmaster?! Mr. Henderson thought, shocked.

Anya perked up, “I remember that statue! He was- 

I, Twilight, am a man of a thousand faces. Becoming exactly the person my target wants me to be is mere child's play. Behold! Loid thought.

I haven't the slightest clue as to who this gentleman is, but everything should be fine as long as I do what Loid is doing . Yor thought

Baldy head! Anya thought.

“Baldy Head!” Anya said in real life, just as excitedly.

Loid slapped his forehead while everyone else laughed, other than Damian and Fiona who scoffed.

“Who are those people???” Mr. Henderson asked.

“K 212,” One of the instructors answered, “Their daughter Anya just barely passed the written exam with a score of 31.”

"What." Damian asked flatly. “How did you pass with that kind of score???” 

“Absolutely not elegant! And such awful penmanship!” Mr. Henderson exclaimed in horror.

Anya blushed in embarrassment. “I promise, I'll do better!!!” She exclaimed passionately.  

“So much like sis!!” Yuri thought happily, “ I hope she won’t take after that rotten spy!” At that thought, he scowled. Then he saw Anya looking at him in confusion and quickly masked his expression. 

“So the father has remarried?” Mr. Henderson asked suspiciously. 

“Yes,” One of the instructors answered, “Might they be an impromptu family for admission purposes?”

“I am not certain. We must investigate.” Mr. Henderson replied. 

“They're smarter than they let on,” All the spies thought, “We must be more careful around them!” 

The Forgers reached the gate where the admission numbers were being checked. 

“We're still being observed. Don't let your guard down.” Loid said

“It's so nerve-racking being watched like this…” Yor muttered nervously.

“ I need to pick my nose.” Anya exclaimed.

“Absolutely not.” Loid exclaimed sternly. 

“Why do people pick their noses anyway??” Becky asked in confusion. 

“Strange habit,” Loid responded,” Don’t start,” he quickly added when he saw Becky reaching up to her nose to try it. 

“Why would you try it???” Damian asked in bewilderment to Becky,”Humph, such a disgrace!” He added, turning away from her and sticking his nose up. Becky just rolled her eyes. 

“Oh, no!” A boy called, "I've accidentally fallen into the gutter, and I can't get out!”

“Uh... That's too blatant if they're trying to test us, but no one is trying to go near him.” Loid thought.

“Ah, I don't know what I should do.” The boy called again, obviously pretending. “Who knew there'd be a gutter here?”

“But if he is part of the test, we must deal with this accordingly,” Loid decided. 

Handler slapped her forehead,” You know that's a trap Twilight!!!” She was the closest to yelling they had ever heard her speak, “What if it ruined your chances!!!” 

“It all worked out, don’t worry!!” Anya said with a big smile, oblivious to Handler's tone of voice. 

Loid gestured to Anya and she grinned.

“Papa! Mama! There is someone who needs our help, Let us save him!”

“NOOO, IT’S A TRAP!!!” Practically everyone in the theatre yelled. 

“Don’t you think we know that?” Loid deadpanned.

The boy continued to pretend and flop around while the Forgers ran up to him, but stopped when mud nearly got on their clothes.  

“ Precisely.” Mr. Henderson thought, “You're heading to an interview. You wouldn't dare sully your clothes with sewage. Now, how will you elegantly get through this?” 

“That was actually a good test!” Handler thought, “We could take inspiration for our test for recruits.” 

“Are you hurt?” Loid asked. 

“Use my hanky, please!” Anya said, offering her handkerchief. 

“Awwwwwww,” Almost everyone said in unison.

“Clearly, I expected too much,” Mr. Henderson thought. In the end, they were just some commoners from the countryside. “Do not think for a second that you can set foot in our house of learning wearing soiled clothes.”

“Throw K-212 out immediately.” Mr. Henderson declared, turning around and walking away from the window.

“NOOOOOOOO,” Becky moaned, reaching over and shaking Anya back and forth. 

“WA!!” Anya squealed in alarm. 

“Oh, no... These people are going to fail because of me!” The boy panicked. “Um, I'm so sorr-”

“Thank goodness we anticipated this and prepared a change of clothes just in case!” Yor said in relief, and the Forgers are now shown with new clothes.   

“WHAT THE-” 

“Who in the world would ever anticipate that?!” Mr. Henderson asked in utter bewilderment. 

“Same here!!!” Becky said in utter bewilderment as well. 

“Good job Twilight.” Handler said approvingly. 

“That was so hot!!” Fiona thought in amazement. 

“I still don’t know how you anticipated that!!” Mr. Henderson exclaimed.

“If I had continued wearing my previous suit, we would've been mistaken for commoners from the countryside!” Loid said. Thank you for giving us the opportunity to change, lad.

“On top of everything else, they even thanked the boy!” Mr. Henderson thought in amazement. 

“Brilliant... So smart, and elegant! Curse you and your cunning, Loid Forger!!”

Everyone burst into laughter. 

“Housemaster, we are supposed to be testing the child.” One of the teachers tried to say.

“Silence!” the housemaster raises his hand, “Children learn from their parents' example! Yes. The parents of a child who scores 31 points must also be only worth 31 points! I'll make you reveal your true identity!” He glares down at the Forgers. 

“It’s almost like you don’t want Anya as your student!” Damian commented. 

Mr. Henderson coughed nervously. 

“Oh, no!” A man screamed,” The animals have escaped the farmhouse!”

How far is this going to go??” Franky asked in annoyance and bewilderment.

“Oh I remember that!!” Damian said, “My mother was furious when he heard about it! 

“Your parents weren't with you at the test??” Anya asked him in concern and confusion. 

Loid quickly started to play the video again to spare Damian. 

Damian shot Loid a grateful look. 

People screamed in the background. 

“Are they trying to see if we reveal our true selves in an emergency? We'll be playing right into the examiners' hands if we panic.” Loid thought

“Hey, who told you to go that far?!” Mr. Henderson demanded.

“Wait... It wasn't you, Housemaster?” One of the instructors asked in confusion. 

“Impossible! Is this… an actual accident?!” Mr. Henderson panicked. “There are some very important people among the examinees! Go stop this mess before they're hurt!” 

WAIT, THAT WASN'T A TEST??” Becky whirled on Mr. Henderson and began using some very foul language. 

Yor and Loid covered the rest of the kid's ears while the other adults tackled Becky and dragged her back into her seat, with Becky kicking and screaming in annoyance the entire time. 

It took a long time for Becky to calm down, and Mr. Henderson didn’t even bother to scold Becky because he was too shocked. 

A small boy is running next to some men, but he trips and falls, “Wait! Father!” The kid can’t get up and the animals are almost about to hit him. However, Loid manages to run, grab the boy and save him, just in time. 

“Well done, you!” The man thanks Loid as he quickly hugs his son and runs off.

“That was awesome!!!” Becky cheers. 

“Papa’s the best!!” Anya said, looking very smug. 

Yor comes runs over holding Anya who had fainted again. “Loid! It's happening to Miss Anya again!”

“The mass panic must've hit her.” Loid concludes. “The test is the last thing I need to worry about now.”  

A cow is now shown, charging toward them. 

Yuri gasps nervously and clings onto his sister. 

“I feel sorry for that cow!” Damian said. Everyone else agreed.

“That must be the leader of this herd.” Loid says as he looks at the bull coming toward them. “That's the one I need to stop, but I'll have to use my gun- No…” 

Before he can even say anything else, Yor hands him Anya.

“Please look after Miss Anya for a moment,” Yor asked, turning away to face the animal. In one split second, she charged at it, touching three spots in its body to then land neatly behind it, the cow fell straight down with a loud thud. She stood up with a flourish, before starting to panic.

“I-It's not what you think! I once learned about pressure points that can stop one's movements in a yoga class! I-I figured they might work on cows, too! Please don't look at me like that!

“How did you not figure it out???” Handler demanded, glaring at Loid. 

“There is only one explanation!!” Becky exclaimed, and everyone looked at her. After a dramatic pause she hollered, “THEY ARE IN LOVE!!” 

“A burst of noise erupted, agreement came from both Anya and Franky, Anger from Fiona and Yuri, Panic from Yor, Denial from Loid, and confusion from everyone else. To avoid further confrontation, Loid turned on the episode again. 

“Ms. Cow?” Anya asked, kneeling beside it, apparently recovering now that the crowd was gone. “Are you scared?”

“That's dangerous, Anya!” Loid exclaimed. What are you-” 

The animals stood up, and turned around, walking back to their pen. 

“Thankfully, no one was hurt.” Loid sighed in relief.  

“So that’s why it stopped!” Damian exclaimed,”I thought we just passed the test!”

 Becky turned around and did the I’m watching you sign to Mr. Henderson. 

“Ele-le... Ele-le… ELEGANCE!!!” Mr. Henderson exclaimed, running down the steps and down onto the street, screeching around and facing the forgers and the forgers turned around. 

No one knew how to react to this so no one reacted at all as a result of bewilderment.

“He's... one of the housemasters-” Loid thought to himself. “Is he in charge of this exam?”

As Mr. Henderson tried to regain his breath, he looked up at the Loid "Y-You helped us avoid a crisis. I thank you. And... you have bested me for today." At those words, Loid, Anya and Yor’s faces turned confused. "To give us all time to collect ourselves after this chaos, we will be delaying the start of the interviews by one hour. Return to your hall once you've had a moment to tidy yourselves." He then turned halfway, "Your family has earned the right to apply to our school."

“YAYYYY” Becky cheered, everyone else was also relieved, even though they all knew the Forgers passed anyway.

"I humbly thank you for your generosity" Loid begins as the headmaster begins to turn away, "But have no fear. We anticipated something like this...and prepared another change of clothes!" Mr Henderson turned around. Now faced with Anya, Yor and Loid all tidy again. 

“How- just how-” Becky asked, “I NEED TO LEARN THAT TECHNIQUE. Everyone sweat dropped. 

“Who in their holy elegance would anticipate something like this!?” Mr. Henderson had a look of panic written over his face, “This isn't about elegance anymore! These people are just scary!”

I have a new respect for you guys getting Mr. Henderson out of his Elegance drama!!” Becky laughed. 

“I know right!!” Anya laughed.

The scene changed to an interview room. 

''You truly thought you could apply to our school without even knowing that?" 

 ''Huh?” the boy being interviewed asks, panic written over his face.

''Well? Cat got your tongue?'' One of the inspectors was taunting him. But the boy began to cry.

"Huh? Um, uh..."

Yor stood up, a darkening aura around her as she turned towards Mr. Henderson. 

Mr. Henderson sighed, not even intimidated at this point, knowing he deserved it. 

“Isn’t that the boy from the stampede??” Damian asked in surprise. “ I never thought this is how the interviews with the lower classes went, when I went to the interview that guy had been the nicest! Though that’s probably because of my father….. “

The Forgers are now shown waiting for their turn, then the other family comes out with the little boy very close to tears.

"Thank you very much." The dad says as he closes the door, almost immediately he starts to scold the child, "What kind of answer was that?!" The boy starts to cry again.

“It’s not his fault!!!” Yor exclaimed angrily. There was a chorus of agreement.

“I've been a spy for over a decade,” Loid thought to himself, “and for the first time... I'm actually nervous. The fear of letting someone else decide my success or failure…” 

"Next, the Forgers!" A voice calls from inside the room, Anya immediately gets up with a quiet, “yes!”

'Yes, this is definitely going to be... the most crucial moment of Operation Strix!' Loid thinks to himself as he walks into the room.

Anya immediately tenses up upon seeing this and Yor and Loid both notice. 

“You don’t have to watch this again if you don’t want to Anya.” Loid muttered quietly. 

“It’s fine!” Anya said, trying to look as brave as possible. Unfortunately, the conversation did not go unnoticed. Anya, detecting their stare, hugs Bond and he whimpers, attempting to comfort her. 

"Thank you for having us." Loid says as he sits down.

“So you've come, Forgers.” Mr. Henderson thinks to himself.

"First, we will begin by asking the parents a few questions." An older gentleman said with kind eyes. “Walter Evans Housemaster. The housemaster of Dorm 5, Malcom Hall. Mild-mannered, sincere, and conservative. The students are very fond of him. As long as we respond with sincere, logical answers, we'll score highly with him.” Loid analyses. 

“That was correct,” Handler confirms. 

“I want your memory!” Emile exclaims.

“Don’t we all?” Damian mutters. 

"I was informed that this is your second wife. May I ask how you two met?" Evans asks. 

"I met my wife at the tailor shop that handles this school's uniforms, and I was in awe of her grace. Ever since I lost my first wife, I was hesitant to pursue another relationship because of my daughter. But the more we spoke, the more I felt that she was a kindred spirit. She is truly kind and cares dearly about family. I came to the conclusion that she'd get along well with my daughter." Loud quickly replies. 

"Ah... And what about you, Madam?" he asks.

"Well..." She tilts her head to the side and responds with a very polite, gentle and beautiful look on her face. "L-Loid is a wonderful person who truly cares for his daughter. He's also very considerate of me."

“Awwwww” Becky squeals. 

Walter seems satisfied however someone else is not.

"Why would a beautiful girl like you choose to be with a man who's got baggage?" A fat, lazy looking man said, frowning yet teasing when he asked that question. Thankfully, Mr. Henderson intervened, "That was rather uncouth, Master Swan." 

Becky scowled, “It’s him!! The guy who made the other kid cry!”

Everyone glowered at the screen.

Loid analyses that man as well, though he seems a bit more annoyed. 

Could you tell us why you chose to apply to our school?" Walter moves on quickly.

Loid thinks about his real mission but answers that the staff is supposedly great and the teaching is supposedly top. 

“Elegantly done, Loid Forger. I knew I saw potential in you.” Mr. Henderson internally praises.

“I can’t tell whether you like Loidy or not….” Yuri muttered. 

The conversation shifts to Anya as they talk about her strengths and weaknesses. 

“Intelligent?! Her?! ” After seeing her test score, Mr. Henderson did not trust Anya's intelligence. 

Yor scowled and Mr. Henderson tried to get as far away from her as possible. 

“Ah... And how would you describe your parenting style, Madam?”

Yor takes a deep breath, “As you already know, I am not her biological mother. At first, I spoiled her quite often in hopes that she would like me. But for the sake of her future, I'm hoping I can become a bit stricter at times.” 

“Anya hopes mama doesn't become strict!” Anya declares. 

“I agree!” Yuri agrees. 

“We've been told that your daughter is a picky eater.” He continues, looking back at his board. “What kind of meals do you cook at home?” This catches Yor off guard. “Huh? C-Cook? Um…”

“I actually do most of the cooking.” Loid intervenes, “Though when I'm busy, my wife is kind enough to cook for me.”

“You're joking! What kind of wife can't cook for her husband?!” The rude instructor exclaims insultingly “You should probably be stricter with yourself before you worry about that child!”

“Oh no, here we go…” Handler thinks. She only hopes Twilight kept his temper. 

“Everyone has strengths and weaknesses. She is extremely tidy and excels at keeping our house spotless.” Loid’s tone has now gotten a bit more icy. “She is also an excellent mother to my daughter.”

“Yes, well, both of those are things women are expected to do.” That comeback obviously makes Loid even angrier.

“That's—”

“I-It's all right, Loid.” Yor quickly says.

“Now, now…” Mr. Evans attempts to calm Loid down.

“Yes. Calm down.” Twilight scolds himself, “Why are you getting irritated, Twilight? She's not even your real wife.”

“Legally no, mindset….” Handler thinks. 

“I never realised they were this close!! Fiona thinks in surprise. 

“A lovey-dovey hot couple? You make me sick,” Mr. Swan looked at them with disgust and clear jealousy all over his face. “I'll keep jabbing at you until you slip up. If I can't make sure these two fail, there's clearly no justice in this world. ” 

Anya reads his mind, “ He doesn't like Papa and Mama! I need to do my best!” her eyes immediately fill with determination.

“You're strange….. In a good way.” Damian mutters in embarrassment. Anya looks at him in surprise. 

“N-Next, let's ask the young lady some questions.” Mr. Evans turns to Anya who once again, straightens up again immediately.

“First, could you tell us your name and address?” 

“My name is Anya Holger! My address is in... Berlint, West District...128 Park... Avenue!” 

“And what do you do on your days off, young lady?” Mr. Evans asks gently. 

“We go to moozeums… and eat operas…” 

Loid seems pleased with the response and as such he approves of it with a “Good. These were questions we anticipated.”

“What would you like to do once you get into this school?” Anya panicked.

“In my case, I first need to participate in a social gathering, and get to the bottom of what the boss of the enemy organisation, Desmond, is planning.” Loid could not help himself thinking, and ended up answering in his mind instead. Anya took the chance and immediately replied with his answer. “I-I want to find out what the boss of the organisation is planning!”

“How did I not catch on right then and there!!” Yor moaned. It seemed so obvious how many times Anya had slipped up now. 

‘What in the world are you saying?! Hello?!’ Loid panicked internally.

“The boss of the organisation? Maybe you meant the headmaster.” The Professor directing the interview asked.

“I apologize. My daughter is rather ambitious. She's extremely curious about the headmaster, since he's clearly made it to the top.” Loid managed to clarify. 

“That was close!!” Becky exclaimed. “How many times did you mess up like that??” 

“Ehe…” Anya winced. 

“Oho... The desire to learn from her predecessors at such an early age…” Mr. Henderson thought to himself, “That's quite elegant.” he mused, then turned his face to look at Anya. “Do you happen to know the name of the principal, young lady?” 

“Um, B-Be…” She began, once again, interrupted by her father’s thoughts. “Yes. Benedict Ivan Goodfellow.” She looked at Mr. Henderson. “Mr. Benedick Advent Goodheller.”

“Close enough,” Loid sighed. 

Yor giggled. 

“Let's change the subject. What does your father do for a living?” Mr. Evans asked.

“He's a sp—a speshulist in mental health. A very good one.” 

“How many close calls were in this interview??!!!” Becky asked in amazement. 

No one answered. 

“Hm? Poor thing, she seems to be stuffed up,” Mr. Evans thinks. “Then how do you feel about your new mother?”

"She is very nice." Anya said happily, the phrase had originally brought a smile to Yor's face, "But she's scary sometimes!" immediately made her frown in that hilarious way of hers. 

The frown made Yuri smile fondly. 

"If you were to give your parents a score, what might that be?" Swan asked maliciously.  

“Oh no… Something bad’s about to happen isn’t it??” Becky asked nervously. 

Mr. Henderson winced, he knew what was going to happen and he wasn’t proud of it. 

"A perfect 100 points!" Anya exclaimed happily, "My Papa and Mama are both so much fun, and I love them very much! I want to be with them forever!" Both Yor and Loid blushed softly- staring surprised at Anya.

“Tch. God, no one needs this rubbish.” Swan thought to himself. "In that case, would you score your old mother or your new mother higher?'' 

Anya buried her face in Bond’s fur and he attempted to comfort her as best he could. Meanwhile, the rest of the room had exploded in anger around her. 

"Come now, Master Swan..." Walter said, obviously not liking the question.

"Is there a problem?" The man asked in a  challenging tone.  

"May I respectfully request a different question?" Loid asked coldly. 

"Absolutely not. If you do not answer, you will lose points."

“Why is that guy even there????????” Becky demanded angrily. 

“Well…..” Mr. Henderson sighed. 

“Never mind. I don’t want to hear it.” Becky snapped, turning away and attempting to comfort Anya, who was on the verge of crying into Bond’s fur. 

“I don't know exactly how she ended up in that orphanage,” Loid thought to himself, “but her actual parents are probably already…”  

"Ma...ma..." The tiny voice broke everyone out of their frozen stand, Anya's cheeks were covered in tears now, as she did not even seem to be able to realise she had started crying.

“The room, which had already been bubbling with rage, spilled over and everyone started shouting at once. 

“WHAT KIND OF MAN MAKES A CHILD CRY!!!”

“WHY DID NONE OF THE TEACHER INTERVENE!??”

“THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR!!”

Mr. Henderson was getting a lot of blame as well. Not that he minded, he deserved it. 

Meanwhile, Anya with that harsh question being replayed, combined with everyone's shouting and raging thoughts, began to sob. 

Becky, Yor, Loid and even Franky all quickly went to comfort her. 

“I never realised that people were so harsh to her for being a commoner!” Damian thought guiltily. 

It took a long time for everyone to calm down. The air was very tense afterward, Handler even gave Anya some peanuts, reminded of her own daughter. 

"Anya..." Loid whispered, Yor immediately stood up, ready to go comfort her daughter.

"Mama..." Anya bent over attempting to dry her tears, Yor had walked over to gently pat her back as she comforted her in any way she could.

"I see, I see." The older man teased, "So you do prefer your old mother."

The room began to bubble with anger again, no one dared speak. 

"This is too cruel!" Yor exclaimed.

"Please calm down, Yor." Loid sighed.

"But this is just—" Though Loid agreed the question was way out of line, he did not want to risk his mission, 'We need to remain calm for the sake of this mission.'

“All you care about is that stupid mission..” Yuri muttered, “I should arrest you for not caring about a child’s feelings either. 

That hurt Loid more than Yuri could ever know. 

"We have plenty of students here who live away from their parents in our dorms. If she's going to cry over every little trifling thing, she'll never survive at our establishment!"

“She won’t even be at the dorms!” Franky complained. 

Bond growled at the man onscreen. He didn’t know who he was, but he knew that man had made Anya cry. Anyone who made Anya cry was an enemy. 

“So what if he's being slanderous? ” Loid thought to himself, though his thoughts now seemed way more like a self soothing measure, “We are nothing more than a pretend family.”

“You want yourself to believe that Twilight.” Handler spoke up suddenly. “It’s alright if you feel love or affection for someone. It’s natural.” 

Loid didn’t answer. 

"Trifling? You call this trifling ?" Yor asked, flexing her fingers in a way that made it look like she was about to attack. 

“This is nothing.”

"Now, now, Mrs. Second Wife. Don't snap at me just because she loves her real mother more." Swan clearly didn’t know how to stop. 

“Can we please skip this part and skip to the part where he gets his face punched in??” Becky asked pleadingly, there were murmurs of agreement. 

“Stand down…” As soon as Mr. Swan said that Twilight had leapt from his seat, and was now dangerously close to the teacher while he had his arm pulled back, ready to punch and a loud hit resounded.

“YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Becky cheered, more cheers erupted from the theatre. 

"I do beg your pardon." Loid apologised, still simmering in anger, but nonetheless, a lot more calm than before. "There was a mosquito." The camera panned down, and a poor, innocent insect had been hit while the cowering teacher, who was all the way up his seat, was shaking in fear and shock at the destroyed table.

“Awwwwwww” Becky moaned, followed by more moans of annoyance that the teacher hadn’t been hit. 

Handler smirked internally, this proved the theory that Twilight had gotten attached. Not that she minded. But the higher members of W.I.S.E…..

"Thank you very much for your time today." Loid then stood up. gathered his back and opened his arm, gesturing for Anya and Yor to follow him.

"Hey, where are you going?!" Mr. Swan stood up and tried to restore his authority, "The interview isn't over yet!”

“If making light of a child's feelings is part of your establishment's educational policies, then I'm afraid we have chosen the wrong school." Loid replied.

"You fiend! You dare disgrace our fine school?!" With his last bit of authority taken from him he was attempting to at least make a final mark.

“You call that disgrace?!” Becky scoffed. “I will tell my father about this and that man will be fired!!”

"Come now, you two." Without missing a beat, Loid placed his hand on Anya's back and led her outside while she was still being comforted by Yor. "Please excuse us."

"Don't think you'll ever walk through our gates again!" Swan really really didn’t know how to stop.

"That's quite enough, Master Swan." Mr. Henderson finally intervened.

"Are you taking issue with my methods?" The fat man challenged, "He may be the former headmaster," Mr. Evans now stood up, trying to calm the both of them down, "but my father's influence within this school is still strong! It'd be wise for you to watch that mouth of yours." He then turned around and, "Hey! Hurry up and call the next one in!"

'...the instructors of the prestigious Eden College are second to none.' Seemingly remembering Loid's words, 'If all I can do is curry favor with the authorities, I have no right to call myself an educator.' Seemingly with his mind made up, Mr. Henderson spoke up, "I must ask, who truly disgraced our school?"

"Huh?!" Mr. Swam turned around, only to be caught face first by a punch on his face. Making him fall backwards, landing loudly on the floor.

"Wha— " Mr. Evans was unsure of what to do…

"Hmm..." Mr. Henderson hummed, “That was rather elegant, if I do say so myself.”

“AWESOME!!!” Becky cheered and the entire room erupted in applause. 

Franky thumped his chest with his fist in respect and Mr. Henderson’s reputation was then restored. 

“Yeah... We definitely failed.” Loid sighed.

"I-I'll go make us some tea," Yor whispered, walking into the apartment with a defeated attitude too.

'I've failed yet again as a spy, I let unnecessary feelings get in the way of the mission." Loid sounds defeated.

“Those were not unnecessary emotions Twilight.” Handler scolded. 

"Papa..." Anya whispers, coming up to him and hiding her face on his leg, her hands grasping his pants. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that I couldn't do better on my tests."

"It's all right, Anya. You have no reason to apologise." Loid comforted, placing his hand on her back, "You don't want to go to a school like that, do you?" It definitely was a phrase he was saying to make her feel better.

"But I want to go to school..." And Anya was following his game as well.

"Huh?" Loid sounded surprised.

'If this mission fails...' Anya thinks to herself, "I have to go to school or..." She left the phrase hanging as she completed the thought in her head. '...we won't be together anymore.'

"Anya... " Loid's voice was soft, very much a fatherly tone.

Loid wordlessly hugs Anya and Yor joins in. 

“If she fails, of course, our life here together will be... But that doesn't matter. I'm just worried how this may affect my work.” Yor thinks from the kitchen, while she is making tea. She grabs the tray and begins to walk over with the drinks.

"Hmm... But to be honest," Loid began, "Hell will freeze over before you pass." The obvious attempt to lighten the mood worked, as Anya quickly stood back and had an expression of shock over her face.

“I still think that was mean.” Anya pouted. The attempted humour worked as a few people laughed. 

"I-I'm sure everything will be okay!" Yor tried to offer her support. "It'll all work out!"

"The grandpa with the glasses and the grandpa with the half-glasses were really nice!" Anya noted a memory of Mr. Henderson and Mr. Evans.

“I’m not technically a grandfather.” Mr. Henderson huffed. 

"Yes, exactly!" Yor agreed. "I'm sure they'll vouch for us! Let's believe in them." 

“Spies don't believe in anyone other than themselves.” Loid began to think, "They always expect the worst-case scenarios and prepare for them..” though all of his pessimistic glory, Loid saw yet another memory.

"I want to be with them forever." Anya's words brought a blush to his face.

“More proof that you truly like them, Loid.” Handler said. “Tell you what, when we get out of here I will talk to the higher agents of W.I.S.E to let you stay with Yor and Anya.” Everyone looked at her in surprise. 

“You can do that??” Loid displayed a rare look of surprise. 

“Of course!” Handler said, “It just takes a while. But I think this is worth it. You can do missions on the side like you do now even after Operation Strix.” 

Loid was silent for a long time. Finally he replied, “Thank you. I don’t know what to say…” 

“You don’t have to say anything.” Handler said with a smile, memories flashing of her own family. 

“But... Maybe just a little bit…” though the thought was yet again, not completed, it was obvious what was meant. Loid nodded at Yor's words. "Yes. Let's leave the result to fate, and try to recover from how exhausting that exam was." he leaned over and grabbed the cup from the tray, 'Right now, just for a little bit...' he continued the thought. "To our family's bright future!" Before they could continue the toast a loud noise distracted them...

"Something just fell!" Anya exclaimed.

"Our family portrait fell to the floor."

"It just fell..."

“Oh no!!” Becky exclaimed in horror. 

“Hopefully nothing bad will happen. Right??” Franky asked, looking at the Forgers. 

All of them just gave a mischievous little smile. 

“What will become of their mission?!” The narrator asked.

The screen faded to black. A few seconds later it lit up again.

SPY x FAMILY

Episode 5

Will They Pass or Fail?