The Side

The vent seemed like it might have been too small for my wider hips. Curse me and my sexy figure. As I went to approach the door, I could hear people on the other side. It sounded like DOOM agents, so I hurried across the rooftop to the edge of the building. I grabbed my grappling hook from the side of my belt and stuck it to some of the bricks. I disappeared over the side of the building right as the door opened.

"Man, did you hear about what happened to Frank?" I heard one of them say. It sounded like they were getting closer to the edge.

"No, what happened? Lasers?" A different one was speaking, so there was at least two of them. I could see them walk over and lean their elbows on the brick edge. Thankfully, it didn't seem like they noticed me. Slowly, I began to descend.

"No, it was the sharks," the first one said. "Can you believe they brought sharks all the way to Paris?"

"Really? Sharks. Damn. I heard that's how Bill died," the second one said.

"No no no, you're thinking of Teddy. Bill died from the nuclear sandwich."

"Oh, that's right. Man, do you think we'll have to go to his funeral?"

"You kidding me? We're lucky we're getting paid at all. You think they'll host a funeral for us?"

As I descended down further, a bird landed on my head. "Please, go away," I whispered.

"I mean, we do have DOOM Henchman Appreciation Day."

"You know, it's really nice that DOOM gives us these benefits, despite the fact that we're just clones and all."

"Hey, don't get into that debate again Frank. I told you, just don't think about it and it'll all make sense."

"Go away bird," I whispered, trying my best to shoo it off, but it just wouldn't leave.

"But, am I the real Frank? Are you a Frank?"

"No, I'm a Joe. And you're a Frank. You're not the real Frank, but you're my Frank."

"Aww, thanks Joe. Man, it sure is pretty up here."

"Yeah, Paris at night. I want to take the missus one day when I'm not working."

"When did you get yourself a lady, Joe?"

"Back around Terry's birthday. Don't you remember?"

"Oh yeah. You were checking out that broad. You finally bagged her, huh?"

"Yeah, it's been quite the last few months."

"Well, good for you, Joe. I'm just hoping that something happens that'll promote us."

"Oh please, for us to promote, we'd need a miracle like finding a SEXPUN agent. But one of those isn't about to just drop in front of us."

"Get!" I sharply hushed. The bird did not like that and decided to attack my face. Naturally, being the super cool and collected spy that I was, I freaked out completely trying to fight this bird. The bird won, and the next thing I knew, I was tangled up in my own cord like some BDSM bitch. "Fuck."

"Hey, Frank. You might be a bit of a psychic. Gimme a hand with this. She's already all wrapped up nice for us."

As I felt myself get raised up higher and higher, I felt my hand touch the CHYOA device. Well, now might have been as good a time as any!