"Mail's here!" Jennifer called out into the crib, picking up the mail from the floor. She stood up, flicking through the pile of letters and envelopes that were in her hand as she walked over to where the boys were playing video games.
"Hey! I thought we were on a team!" James said frustrated, due to Carlos killing him for the fifth time in ten minutes.
"Sorry! You look like Kendall's character!"
"I look nothing like Kendall!"
"Oi, cut it out! You guys are just nervous 'cause you know that we're gonna win." Kendal interrupted as the timer approached the 10 second mark.
Carlos and James glanced at each other for a moment and then screamed in unison, "ATTACK!"
The four friends battled it out as the timer counted down.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Game Over.
The boys placed their controllers down as Kendall and Logan were pronounced the winners for the third time that afternoon.
"Told you." Kendall stated as he walked away from the couch.
"James," Kendall's mum said waving a plain yellow envelope in his direction, "this one's for you."
"Oooh, maybe it's some company wanting to use my dashing good looks." He stated, twinkling his fingers in front of his face in his typical way. He grabbed the envelope and walked over to the orange couch.
"Do you guys want a drink?" Kendall asked as he fixed himself a milkshake.
"Vanilla would be great."
"Ok, will do."
"Guys," James called out to his fellow band mates, "you may wanna check this out."
"Why?" Logan asked.
"It's from Penny."
"Yeah… Penny Lane. Remember London, MI6," James lowered his voice, "saving the world."
"Oh yeah! How is she?"
"Good, but you may want to read this…"
James handed the letter to Kendall and the four boys gathered around where he sat.
How are you? I hope everything is going well with 'Big Time Rush'.
I must tell you and your friends that a matter of urgency has arisen recently at MI6, which threatens the world as we know it.
My father believes that some man is trying to destroy the world. I don't know what his plan is, but we need help. That help is you. If you are in, meet me at the Palm Woods Park at 3pm on the 30th May.
Hope to see you and your friends there,
The boys looked up from the letter and stared at each other, worry etched in their features.
"What do we do?" James asked his fellow band mates.
Kendall sighed. He was worried something like this was going to happen in the foreseeable future. "I guess there's only one thing we can do…" He finally stated after a few moments.
"What's that?" Carlos raised his left eyebrow questionably at his friend.
"We gotta suit up…"
Logan stood up from the couch and whispered in reply, "I thought we were NEVER going to be spies again!"
"I know, I know. But it looks like we don't really have much of a choice. Besides," Kendall answered, "I don't think they would mind if we found out what we were getting ourselves into first..."
The boys shrugged and sighed in agreement. "So we're in?"
"Yep." The other three replied in unison.
Kendall got up off the couch and handed the letter back to James, before strolling back into the kitchen to finish making their milkshakes.
"Oh, uh Kendall," Logan began as Kendall placed the four milkshakes onto the mahogany table in front of them, "Isn't today the 30th?"
"Yeah I think so. Why?"
"Well…" The boys looked to where Logan was pointing to see the digital clock reading 2:55pm in glowing red light.
The boys of BTR then grabbed their drinks and ran out of the crib with haste, towards the Palm Woods Park to meet with an old friend and spy.