In the dark of the night, in a place without a light, inside of an alley between 2 buildings, a pair of figures appeared from the shadow. They looked around warily at first, and after they made sure that there was no one there, they started to walk to the direction of the main road. The first figure had a height of an average adult’s knee and the other was a bit taller than that.
Those figures were agent #18 and agent #421132. Earlier that day, they got an escort mission. Every shadow penguins of the organization always needed to accomplish at least 1 mission a month, for the rest of the month they could do whatever they want. This time, agent #18 was accompanying a newbie shadow penguin, agent #421132. Agent #18 got worried because this one shadow penguin seemed unobservant, so he accompanied this one’s first mission.
Agent #421132 lowered his head and motioned his right wing in front of his beak to agent #18. Seeing this, agent #18 felt irritated but still quite relieved because he seemed to be reliable. They looked at the target of the escort. The chief shadow penguin had instructed them to escort a drunkard this time. This drunkard already had several cases of bad luck and got drunk because of it. Now, they must balance this guy’s bad luck with safety way to home. From the corner of the building they were under, they saw the drunkard guy went out of a bar.
The drunkard walked unsteadily to the middle of the road. On the road, there was actually a truck! The truck driver didn’t see the drunkard crossing the road because it was so dark, and the front lamp of the truck was broken. Agent #18 panicked because the truck was getting increasingly near. He glanced to the side and found agent #421132 missing! Looking around, agent #18 found agent #421132 chasing a leaping frog in the opposite direction of the drunkard.
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Agent #18 was doing the hard work and you’re chasing a frog??!!!
Agent #18 became frantic, left agent #421132, and just went to save the drunkard. He entered the shadow and appeared just in front of the truck. He lied down to become a speed bump on the road to make the truck slow down. That indeed slowed the truck down immensely... just in a way he didn’t expect.
“Ehh... Did I just ran over a person??!!” The truck driver feared the medical’s bill he had to pay for the person he ran over, so the truck driver didn’t dare to be hesitant, might as well just kill the victim. The truck go backward, then forward, then backward again until the truck driver felt satisfied. He then immediately drove his truck with maximum speed to avoid any witness.
Because of that incident, the drunkard succeeded in passing the road without being hit by the truck.
The drunkard finally reached home after a while. Agent #18 now had bruises all over his body, and with deadpan expression looked at agent #421132. Teary-eyed, agent #421132, with his upturned eyes, glanced at agent #18. Agent #18 patted the crying agent #421132 and rubbed his head. Agent #18 seemed to say, at least they finished the mission, by pointing at the drunkard. Agent #421132 nodded, clearly feeling relieved. Confirming for the last time that the drunkard was finally in front of his door, they left the place through shadow travel.
What they didn’t see was... the fact that there was a hole, maybe some kind of gutter, beside the drunkard’s door, hidden by the bushes in front of it.
“Huu~~~h? *Burp* Whaaat is thiiis~~? A hoo~~le~~?” “Swish” “Aaaaaahhh” “BAM”
Well, Ignorance is bliss....