Choosing Sides

Agent Eeep third ringer for the GIB looked at the large vortex in front of her. It was large (I already said that), shiny and circular. It wasn't menacing looking, but then some would define menacing in different ways. If she had looked behind the vortex (which she didn't) she would have noticed that it looked much the same as the front. One would question how you could tell the difference between the front and the back. The answer: you just can. And in Eeep's case she had been told.

Some people might say Eeep's face was contemplative, and indeed she would say that herself. She was trying to remember that thing she'd forgotten. It was a clearly defined moment of knowing she had been told to do something but having no clue what that thing was. As much of her life went she shrugged her shoulders in an optimistic and cheerful way and decided to forget to remember. After all the shininess had won her over. It was always the shininess. She reached toward the vortex her Peep hopping frantically on her shoulder and then she was gone.