Disremembered

   Agent Zed was in the office after the entire MIB agents' meeting. He looked closely at the list of Earth-foreign and Extraterrestrial MIBs who could be assigned in the New York HQ. He was studying the operatives' profiles when Frank the Pug entered.

  " Come in, Frank.." the elderly chief muttered as he busied himself.

  " Hey Zed, I've been thinking about it in the meeting.." the Remoolian pug grinned as he leaped onto the white chair and sat. " It's the new wave of next MIB agents to train the noobs."

  " Frank, they're not just any neophytes. Some of them are senior agents."

  " Really... I have feeling that P will meet his new partner!"

  " Agent P is with J and K. You're right. I'm still in the process of assigning him to the other one."

  " It's a lady!" Frank beamed and laughed. " You know that guy should find his next wife!!"

  " FRANK..." Zed gave him a horrible death stare.

  " Okay, okay. He doesn't let Alpha go out of his heart. I've already understood why he never tells me about her."

  " I've chosen a senior agent from the French MIB. His name is Q."

  " He's one of the pioneers, though.."

  " Well, perhaps. He's qualified to be P's partner. I'm impressed from his experiences in some missions before."

  "I hope, he's a good one.."

  Suddenly, a Frenchman walked into the MIB chief's office when Frank turned his head and watched the Earthling sat on the other chair. He was in his sixties and seemed to be a mild-mannered man.

  " Bonjour, Monsieur Zed.." Q cordially greeted and smiled. " Je suis heureux d'être ici à nouveau à New York. Il a été un long temps de voir tous les changements ici."

  " Nous saluons le retour, Monsieur Q. Vous vous habituerez aux ajustements , ici."

  " Hey.. Can't understand another Earth lingo, here.." Frank felt annoyed and scratched his ears. " What the heck are you guys talking about?!"

  " Sorry, Frank," Zed nervously smiled and sighed. " I got carried away with the Frenchman." Then, he introduced the Remoolian to the other Earthling. " Frank, this is Agent Q. Q, this is Frank the Pug.."

  " Oh, I'm so sorry.." Q answered and shook the pug's paws. He spoke English in his interesting French accent. " It's nice to meet you, Monsieur Frank."

  " Yeah, same too you.."

  " Monsieur Zed is one of my acquaintances here. It's more than forty years since I got transferred to Paris."

  " Okay, at least you're back in business."

  " By the way, Monsieur Q," Zed continued and took a holographic slide of MIB agents. " You'll be handling another youngster. He's an intelligent one and I'll be promoting him to be a senior agent class 3 in few months. His name is P."

  " Oh, it's the tall half-Asian boy in our meeting earlier."

  " He needs to be trained until he gets his promotion. He has been a successful field agent. He got involved in monitoring alien activities on Earth, specially in crime scene investigation tasks, peace treaties, and computer archive work. Well, he prefers to be transferred in the Cyber Archives department, but I insisted him to master the missions, first."

  " Administrative work, then.."

  " He's learning too fast, but I think you need to guide him."

  " Monsieur, let's see what I can do.."

  Frank the Pug was listening to the Earth-men. His eyes grew as he found the French MIB too suspicious. He jumped out of his seat and smelled Agent Q's feet and legs. Zed and Q got surprised at the Remoolian's awkward moment.

  " FRANK?!" Zed yelled and got the Pug's attention. " What's going with you?! Can you see we're talking here!!!"

  " Nice perfume, Q!!" Frank grinned. " It's smells freaking expensive. Did you rob money from the bank to buy one?!"

  Q remained silent and felt annoyed as he patted his pants and shoes. He was frowning at the Remoolian. Instead of displaying his anger, he sighed and stared at the alien.

  " It's Caron's Poivre. It costs $2,000.00 in this currency. I had never stolen  money for that!" Q scornfully replied and raised his eyebrows. 

  " Really, HAH! Yet, I wondered why you got back into your country!!"

  Q was really upset when the Remoolian made his trash talk. He turned to the MIB chief and said, " Anyway, I should find P myself. Thanks for informing me, Monsieur Zed. Au revoir!"

  The French MIB angrily left as Zed wasn't happy of what the pug had done. For him, it was a total disgrace to do that. Frank wryly laughed and gave the chief an anxious look.

  " What kind of gesture are you implying?"

  " Zed, I don't think he's the right one for the job. I found something's fishy with that guy. That's why I did that strange excuse."

  " So what do you mean?"

  " That EARTHLING could be a POTENTIAL SCUMBAG!! We should keep an eye on him before it's too late."

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  The Mess Hall was very crowded when Human and Alien MIB agents flocked together for dinner this evening. Most seats were occupied when Agent P found the last vacant corner with J and K. Finally, they sat and had their meal together. This time, they had their conversation about the meeting while eating.

  " K, what do you think?" J asked after he chewed his food. " Zed has been thinking of recruiting Solar System aliens to the MIB."

   " So, he's considering a representative from the 7 planets and a dwarf one?!" the sternly MIB agent replied.

   " Yeah, like they're gonna defend Earth and their home planets from some scums."

   " That will be interesting, slick. But some Earth and alien noobs need to get trained for some terrible missions."

   " If that happens.." P said and wiped his mouth with a tissue. " There will be more adjustments to be done. Solar system aliens as MIB agents will be more relevant to help in our cause. This time, Zed thinks to have training program for us from the International MIBs."

   " The experts?" J was shocked to hear.

   " Mango's right slick.." K nodded. " Some back-ups to help us get equipped for large scale alien invasions."

   " Well, that's the purpose on that meeting.." P added and drank his glass of water after he ate his meal. Then, a Frenchman came and greeted the trio when he left his seat.

   " Q.." Agent K said and shook hands. " It's been a long time."

   " It's my pleasure to see you again, Monsieur K.." he smiled and responded the same gesture. " I've been busy doing things in France. Those extraterrestrials are part of our business."

  " So, some aliens live in Paris?" J asked curiously.

  " 90% are residents, but I'm handling their difficult cases." he turned to the Filipino-American MIB and said. " So, this one is Agent P."

  " Yeah.." K replied. " He's a great one. He learns so easily in the job."
 
  " Ravi de vous rencontrer, Monsieur Q," P said in his serious deadpan mood and also shook the Frenchman's hand. 

  " Je suis heureux de vous entendre parler ma langue." Q nodded and felt pleased to hear the MIB spoke in French. 

  " He's a multilingual guy." J explained. " He's an expert when he does the non-English talking.."

   " I see. Anyway, I'm here to bring Monsieur P in some field missions. I'm going to be his partner."

  P doubtfully gazed at him as he was thinking of Q's real business in the New York MIB. He was speechless when K patting his shoulders to bring his focus back.

  " Mango, stop thinking too deeply.." the elderly agent said. " He's your new partner."

  " K.. I don't think it's official.."

  " P, whether you like it or not, you need one!" J added.

  "I've already talked with Monsieur Zed about it. I'll help you to get your promotion, but I will give you the right assignment as your responsibility. Anyway, you fluently speak my language."

  " Okay, Monsieur Q.." P nodded. " If that's the case, I'll do it.."

  " Très bien, Monsieur P," Q gave him a strange smile. " Très bien."   

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  Several days had passed, Agent P remained at the MIB Cyber Archives department while he was waiting for his next mission. He busied himself and spent encoding some information in the database. The other MIBs were too curious about his change of activity and kept thinking of the Frenchman's absences. At that time, Agent Q appeared in the headquarters when P gave him an indignant stare. Q nervously grinned at the younger senior agent.

  " Qu'est-ce qui t'amène? " the half-Filipino MIB sternly asked. "N'êtes-vous pas censé me aider?"

  " Je suis censé poser ces questions , mon ami." Q laughed and shrugged as he thought of Agent P's presence.

  " Well, I decided to get TRANSFERRED here, Monsieur Q.."

  " What is it all about?"

  " Okay, where were you when I met the Arendellans in Vermont?! Second, I was handling a case with Krak the Reptilian in Bronx. I had handled it all by myself. Third, you've just left me when we had an encounter with the Cephalopoids in Paris! And lately, You've never helped me in arresting the Zombarians in Rome. I thought you're going to help in my promotion."

  " Listen, young man.." Q gave him a sinister grin. " This is how I train the new senior agents in their accomplishments. I want them to be independent."

  " INDEPENDENT?!"

  " Well, I have other things to do.."

  " What kind of things?"

  " It's a secret mission.." Q replied. " I won't even tell.."

  P was not pleased to hear his partner's answer. He crossed his arms and kept staring at him. He deeply thought about the Frenchman's sudden appearance in the MIB and felt suspicious of it. On the other hand, Q was deciphering in how he should help the younger one in his exploits. Finally, he cleared his throat and made up his mind.

  " All right.." Q confidently said. " I need you in this work, Monsieur P. You have to do an undercover mission in Mountain Glenn, Remnant. It's very important."

  " Is this chief's orders?"

  Q couldn't answer the half-Asian man's question. He was sweating and rapidly turning his eyes. P was still waiting for him to reply. For him, he wanted to know the facts about it. 

  " It's classified."
  
   " I need the file, Q. If it comes from the chief, I need to go on. If it's not, I would report this to Zed. He is responsible for assigning us.."

   " Relying the chief's word. Well, do what you want." Q angrily replied and handed him the holographic data for file transfer.

  " Well, it's better safe than sorry.."

  " I'll wait for your final decision to come."

   " Merci beacoup.." he received the information and meticulously studied as the French MIB left. P took several hours in studying the encoded data. He tracked the place which Q had mentioned.Until, he discovered a strange insignia that flashed in the screen. He was surprised to see it as he swiped the background and icons in his computer. 

  " WHITE FANG.." he thought and kept inspecting the data. He fixed his eyeglasses as he pondered the cosmic enemy's profile and members. Finally, he decided to hack the White Fang system as he got himself connected. He used a fake account to obtain access from the White Fang. Having the file copied and downloaded, he was sure to get all the information about the Mountain Glenn mission. For Agent P, he found a wolf in sheep's clothing. 

  The next day, Q went to the same department as P continued his work. The Frenchman smiled at him, but P was still glaring at him and remained silent as his partner approached.

  " So, are you coming?"

  " No, I penetrated the computer system, instead. I took all the files from the White Fang. But before that, I still had second thoughts of coming with you in Mountain Glenn. The extraterrestrials from planet Fauna have some destructive plots in the entire universe. I understood of that alien race, they tend to do some violent threats against humans and other races. They intend to make allies with some scumbags."

  " How did you know?!"

  " Let's just say, I studied all night while hacking. Yet, I'm wondering about your absences and the secret mission that you're referring to. 
Dites-moi la vérité , êtes -vous impliqué dans le Croc blanc? "

  " Comment saviez-vous? "

  " Vous venez de me donné une avance .."

  " Don't you ever tell my secret!!" Q was angry as his right hand mutated into a metallic one. 

  " YOU FREAK!"

  " YOU WILL GET INJURED, IF I HIT YOU!! DON'T YOU EVER TELL THIS TO CHIEF! I'M IN-CHARGE OF YOUR PROMOTION AS AN MIB SENIOR CLASS 3 AGENT!"

   Agent P was too terrified to see him. He thought of defending himself, but it was too difficult when he got threatened by his own partner. He had no choice because he was his superior. Q was about to crush him, but he left. From then on, Agent P had formally worked in this department and remained silent about Agent Q and his secret life.