Title: Stealth

Author: Ziptango

E-mail: ziptango@hotmail.com

Category: Humour

Spoilers: None

Rating: G

Content Warnings: None

Summary: Frohike goes on a covert mission through the warehouse at 
midnight to betray  his best friends.

Archive: Counter Measures

Disclaimer: They ain't mine, yada yada yada. I claim all the typos 
however.

Feedback:  Go on then.  I dare you.

Author’s Notes: Inspired by fleeting thoughts while taking a late night 
trip to the kitchen.


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Truth be told, I always liked war. Ok, I didn't like some of the things 
I had to do, but I did like being in the Forces and I did believe in what 
I was doing. No matter what were we ordered to do, we knew that it was 
for the greater good. We knew that we were putting the majority before the 
minority. We knew that it was necessary. I've missed Vietnam in some points. It's 
good to be carrying a mission out again.

Here we go, Melvin. Just step out of your room and get on with it.

Ha! Three steps down the corridor and already I'm getting back into the 
swing of things. Oh yeah, this is the stuff. Stealth. Stalking along 
corridors of the secret Lone Gunmen lair in the dead of night, out to 
do what shouldn't be done.

Ok, Melvin. We're getting into enemy territory now - Byers and Langlys' 
rooms are around here and you don't want them to find you. Uh oh. Byers 
at 12 o clock!

"Frohike."

"Byers." Just stay calm and relaxed. He'll never suspect. You know what 
they say - once you've got it you never lose it. You were training for that 
war for years - you won't have lost the skill.

"Where are you going?"

Oh great, he knows something's up. Well, they do also say that if you 
don't use it you lose it and I certainly haven't done anything covert as this 
in a while.

"Nowhere." Keep eye contact. Believe in what you're saying. If you 
believe it, so will the enemy.

"Oh. Goodnight Frohike."

Oh My God he's going back the way he came. He's going back…towards 
Langly's room! Oh I'm done. I'm in for it. They'll find out for sure now. Calm 
down, Melvin. Calm down. Remember your training. It doesn't matter if they 
know what you're up to as long as you do it before they can stop you. So get 
going!

Ok, I'm walking. I'm walking. Nearly there. Don't wanna run - that'll 
just make things worse. Act normal.

Ok Melvin, you're here! Yes, the objective's in sight. Just through the 
door, over to the cabinet, open it and -

"I did not believe you would ever betray us, Melvin Frohike."

Jimmy? Oh. My. God. The rest of the Lone Gunmen. They're here. They 
know. They know I've betrayed them. Just turn around and stay calm and you 
might just get out alive.

"How could you, Frohike?! And with chocolate cake, aswell?!"

Oh god I'm in for it now. Byer's angry. I just can't tell if he wants 
to murder the cake, or me, or both of us.

"Frohike- we agreed."

Ohh Langly only uses that tone when he's upset.

"You promised!"

Yep - Jimmy too.

"You gave us your word, Frohike."

And that's fighting talk when it comes to Byers.

"Breaking into the kitchen and stealing chocolate cake is not the way 
to stick to a team diet!!"