Chapter 24

This seemed like the beginning of the end. Sasha couldn't do anything with the stone to help them. Detective Garrett had her hands full with Michael. Helena, well, she was a parrot…

Agent Jones stepped closer to the trio and a half. With each stride of his legs fear filled the room and made each of them feel ill. Sick to their stomachs, or that could have been the 7-11 hotdogs, who knows.

Each one began to pass gas furiously and uncontrollably. This filled the room with nauseating poop gas. So much so that Agent Jones stumbled a bit and it caused him to gag. His face shaded green as his body uncontrollably leaned forward and he vomited.

At this time, John and Sherlock entered the room. With a quick whack to the head with a fire extinguisher, Agent Jones was down. The bad guy was down.

John ran to Michael and hugged him so tightly that Michael had to ask for some relief. Sherlock flew to his love and they ohhhh'd and ahhh'd all over each other. Birdy kisses are the best kisses.

While everyone was kinda disturbed by the amount of kisses Sherlock and Helena were passing around to each other, Agent Jones had regained his stance and was ready for war.

With a very loud voice, "Alright folks, nice surprise. The show is over, it's time for us to all get in the car and go to headquarters for multiple felonious actions."

The room grew silent as the group realized they were trapped and at the mercy of Agent Jones. Michael began to make some odd sounds, humming and screeching. Detective Garrett and John both tried to calm him but his noises grew louder and louder.

Agent Jones drew closer to the group as they had not complied with his commands. Michael yelped loudly and the lights went out. Complete darkness. Agent Jones scurried back to the open door in an attempt to block the group in.

Michael suddenly began to glow a bright luminous yellow. He floated from the ground and away from his rescue party.

Sherlock and Helena both chirped, "What in the world!?"

Agent Jones whimpered, "About time you showed up Michael. Good luck. Two years in a secluded dark room, you don't have the ability to get rid of me."

With a quick scream followed by a deep yell, "Never underestimate the power of family Agent Jones. I may be little but watch this."

Michael shouted some nonsensical noises and waved his hands around in a specific pattern. When he was finished, Agent Jones was reduced to the life of a frog. A toad to be more precise.

This toad could not talk. He could only ribbit and he certainly did that. Ribbits filled the air until the group overcame the annoying noise with laughter.

Agent Jones was covered in warts and slime. His toad body could only move inches at a time as Michael didn't allow him the power to leap like a toad could in the wild.

The group exited the room, Sherlock and Helena held wings, Michael and Sasha held John's hands. They got into their vehicles and Sasha released all of the guards from their paralysis.