Once again I don't own TS, although this time I wish I did. This is my 2nd fanfic so I took some of your reviews into consideration so, you're welcome to someone out there.
(A/n: F.Y.I. the lines with no name at the start is me speaking.)

Copyright 2004 – Totally Spies

3:01 p.m. Sam's House – Beverly Hills

Sam: Mathew, you know when you mentioned in school Friday that you love to sing in your spare time?

Yeah, what about it, Sammy?

Sam: Well, I wanted to know if you would consider singing for me, Clover and Alex? (her face starts to blush)

Of course, Sam, but I need the music for the song I'm gonna sing.

Sam: That's fine.

(I take out my CD player and CD on Pat Benatar.)

Clover: (picks up the CD) Pat Benatar?

Sam and Alex: Who's Pat Benatar?

She's one of my all-time favorite singers. This may surprise you 3, but like I said in school on Friday, not only do I prefer other music bands/singers that were popular at least 2 decades ago like Sugar Ray, Backstreet Boys, N'SYNC, UB-40, 98 Degrees, Five for Fighting, Sheryl Crow, Faith Hill, Dido, the Eagles, 3 Doors Down, Christina Aguilara, Selena, the Police (not local Police Dept.), Prince, Janet Jackson, S Club 7, and some others, I also prefer Canadian music singers like Avril Lavigne, Bryan Adams, Celine Dion, and Alanis Morrisette.

All 3: Canadian music?

Yes because I was born in the late 80's, '88 to be exact, and I also got into liking Canadian music because when I found out Avril Lavigne, Bryan Adams, Alanis Morrisette, and Celine Dion were Canadians, I was astounded. I also like some rock music bands like Not By Choice and Prototype A when I started watching the Canadian Motocross Nationals on SPEED channel a couple of years ago. (A/n: Canadian Motocross is relevant to a Supercross race with dirt bikes racing on 8 manmade tracks and they have 4 west coast races of 2 motos each, and 4 east coast with 2 motos each as well.)

(I start singing "We Belong" after turning on my CD player.)

(After 3 minutes and 40 seconds, I finish my singing and Sam starts to sigh in love.)

Sam: That was so beautiful, Mathew.

Thanks, Sam.

(Sam and I try to kiss each other, but her couch flips over with all 4 of us sitting on it and we all scream as we fall down one of the WOOHP tunnels.)

(All 4 of us land on a comfort in WOOHP.)

Jerry: Afternoon, ladies, Mathew, too.

Alex: Jer, can you come up with something less painful on the body when you WOOHP us? I've been landing on my stomach for the last 5 times.

And I've been hitting my head on the comfort for the last 6 times. I hope I don't get a concussion or have to wear a neck brace.

Jerry: Oh I seriously doubt you'll get a concussion or have to wear a neck brace, Mathew. Anyway, onto the mission: married couples, best friends, and boyfriend and girlfriend relationships are being broken up.

Sam: And you want us to find out who's behind all this.

Jerry: Correct again, Sam. Now, your gadgets: laser lipsticks and chapstick, jet pack backpacks, and one of your most familiar items, the ice queen perfume. Your mission is where most of the break ups are taking place, Las Vegas. Good luck, spies. Ta-ta.

(Jerry presses a button and we drop down from his office, and down to where the WOOHP Subatomic Jet was waiting for us. The girls scream, but I scream "Yahoo,") A/n: The WOOHP Subatomic Jet is like a roller coaster and I spent a lot of time on roller coasters.

(That's the first chapter for my 2nd fanfic. This thing should be at least about 3 or 4 chapters long. I don't know. Send me some positive reviews and I'll be sure to continue. Peace out males and females.)