RE: Well this is just a crazy idea that I though about when I was in the shower, so, enjoy.

And sorry for taking so long to update. For AngeGardenvoir, Sapphire225, Thatredcar and Wariena,( even though she didn't review the last chap since I'm too lazy to sort out the other chapters)


For chapter 7


RE: Yeah, Lori is evil… evil! Evil! Evil! Evilevilevilevilevil!

DD/calmly whacks RE over the head with a frying pan/ Shut your gob.

RE/rubs back of head/ OWWWWWW/snickers/ Cree honestly didn't

know? Hehehehehehe. ;-) lol. Enjoy. /winks and gives peace sign/


RE: Did you get my e-mails, hope they were some help… if they weren't, just


DD: Of course they weren't useful! You put random ideas in!

RE: No, I thought about then for at least 15 minutes before suggesting them

(this is a really long time for me). Yet again, hope they were some help. Don't worry about the reviews, you totally made up for it by reviewing the other fics.

/snickers/ Heheheh. Hot Shot got beat up by a GIRL! Enjoy this latest instalment in the TF torture chamber…


RE/sniggers/ Hot Shot got scared by LORI. /breaks down into hysterics/

DD: It wasn't that funny, even you said that you didn't like it.

RE/stops laughing and cries/

DD: Well, hope you enjoy this chap. I'm going to leave now and wait for RE

turn the waterworks off /walks out/.


Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers or MIB.


Summary: A new recruit at the MIB base is… interesting…



I'm going to start answering reviews through PM, chapters will still be dedicated and anon reviews will be answered in the stories if I can't find your profile to send you a PM.

That will be all.


Time to Put it On

J watched with a critical eye as the new recruit hit every single target, dead centre.

"Very good," he commented. "But you take too long to fire between shots. If this was real life, you'd be dead by now!"

The recruit bowed his head in apology.

"Sorry, J," he mumbled.

"Don't say sorry to me!" J exclaimed. "I'm not the one who's head would be on the ground if this was real life!" seeing the recruit's expression he let up slightly. "OK, let's go and test your mental skills now."

J led the way to a small room and the recruit sat down.

"OK, now this is a written test, I'll leave you in here for an hour and you have to complete the test by then. You may start."

He walked out and to the viewing room and watched with K and Z as the recruit lifted up the able and brought it over to lean on.

"He's strong," Z commented.

"He's not the kind of person that we normally employ though," K said, raising a brow.

"Aww, come on, K, give the kid a chance," J laughed. "He's better then some of the people that we get, and his skills should come in handy."

"But he's a-" K stopped the sentence at the look on Z's face.


Exactly an hour later, J came in and collected the new recruit.

"Your paper will be marked right now by this machine," he indicated said machine. "Just feed your paper into this slot and it will be marked."

The recruit did so and the results came up onscreen.

100 percent correct.

J raised an eyebrow.

"Well done," he frowned. "Well, kid, you've done well. It's time to put it on."

The recruit looked confused.

"Put what on, J?" he asked.

"The last suit you'll ever wear."


Somewhat sceptically, J handed the recruit the suit. The recruit looked down at it.

"I don't think this suit's gonna fit, J," Hot Shot commented.


RE: OK, it was a bit boring, but what did ya think? Please review and tell me if you think I should post this as a oneshot too.