Authors Note;; Oh my god! Why aren't there amazing spiez! stories? haha, I dunno... Please enjoy though. I'm trying to become a better writer...

Minor mistakes and things, please forgive me w; First story~

Marc's POV.

Secrets.

There were always those damned secrets between us.

I glanced over at Megan, and noticed she was tense- why was she tense?

This mission was easy, but the words being spilled from an unfamiliar villain was definitely getting to her somehow.

" What is he talking about Megan? " Tony cried, obviously upset at what was being heard.

" I d-don't know! " she retorted, stepping back defensively.

" It's better not to hide the lies little meggy~ " the dark green alien looking creature hissed.

Megan cringed and balled her fists. " I don't know what you're talking about. "

Tony bit his bottom lip, irritated. Poor boy, he's much too young for this.

I take advantage of the situation and motion for Lee to end it already. In one swift motion Lee has the creature pinned to the ground and whining. " Don't deny, Don't deny. " He repeats over and over, until he's muffled by Lee's hand over his slimy mouth.

I sigh and watch as Lee cries about how nasty yet cool it is to have alien spit on his hand. Megan is taken back and turns away from us, starting to walk away with visible tears welling up in her eyes. Tony breathes in and follows after her, apologizing for something he didn't do.

I shake my head and pinch the bridge of my nose.

Secrets are dumb, Really dumb.

-- Narrarater --

The young spies make their way back home, through the dark night, in silence. The creature was taken care of, and Lee had been particularly cocky about. Showing off, one of his specialties. Tony took his time, walking behind and chatting very quietly with Megan. Marc remained ahead, Lee a couple of footsteps behind him. It was awkward, incredibly… cold too.

What was the monster talking about, had Megan really been hiding something so major? It was annoying, Marc had been dying to know. He sighs and turns the corner leading to his house. Hopefully their parents weren't still awake, they couldn't afford being caught after all the trouble already caused.

What was odd though, was Tony after being so paranoid, was talking to Megan-- they were probably laughing too. Marc stretched and reached the hidden exit into their abode they had discovered not so long ago. He crouched down and pushed a thin wooden slab of wood away from the entrance, looking back briefly to see if the others were too far off.

Nope. Close enough. He crawled through the metal vent, the cool metal sending chills from his hands to his spine. It was a nice feeling, an odd thing to enjoy also. As he peeked through the ending of the vent, he noticed that the ' fakes ' they had set up on the bed were still in tact, and no parents in sight. Wonderful.

The house felt so warm, even on the cold, it was pleasurable. He smiled to himself, probably the first in awhile. The brunette swung down from the vent, removing his mannequin from his blue and black bed sheets. He looked up at the vent, hearing faint crawling from above. It lead right into his room, which could get annoying. Now he had to wait for everyone to return before he could properly change out of his spy suit and into his favorite pajamas.

Lee was first, flashing down in a red blur.

" Goodnight geek! " He whispered loudly, ruffling his brother's hair.

Megan was next, avoiding any eye contact or any speaking. Marc raised an eyebrow at her, then rolled his eyes and watched her leave.

She didn't have to be so rude.

Tony was last, slowly climbing out from the vent, dangling for a long period of time.

" Umm, Tony? " Marc asked, his deepish voice heard through the whisper.

Tony turned his head to the side, trying to achieve proper eye contact.

" Yes Marc? " He asked, his cute small voice ringing.

Tony was cute, overall. His sleek black hair always neatly swept upwards. Marc had always wondered how it was possible to do that with your hair, maybe he would try it… or not. His outfit always accented his body perfectly, his hips feminine and curves that couldn't possibly be so slender and...

" Marc? " Tony repeated, his eyebrows furrowing adorably.

" Oh ha… You need some help there? " Marc stated, holding his hand out as a gesture. Could he possibly think these things of his brother? a blood relative? No way. Well, they didn't really look alike… much at all. If anything, Tony and Megan looked exactly alike.

Tony smiled and nodded. " I always get stuck up here… " he whined, giggling afterwards.

Marc smiled and chuckled. " It's because you're so tiny. " He explained, reaching up towards his younger sibling, and placing his hands firmly around the yellow outfits waist area.

Was marc stupid or did he just see a blush? Maybe he was stupid.

Tony let go of the cold metal, trusting Marc to safely catch him. And he did. As always Marc was an amazing guardian. The raven smiled brightly, clinging to his older brother.

" Nighty night Marc! I wuv you~ " He beamed, snuggling against the brunette's chest. Tony was always so cuddly and loving, except when he was upset, which wasn't all too often unless someone brought up his being a little… Well putting it nicely-- 'slow'.

" Good night little one, sleep tight. " he praised, stroking the tired boys head.

Tony looked up disappointedly, making a pouty face. Marc tilted his head.

" What? " He demanded, looking down at the big dark brown eyes before him.

" You didn't say it back " The raven whimpered, clutching his hands against the front of the blue spy suit.

Marc smirked and chuckled quietly. " I love you too Tony, now get to bed before I eat you up. " Marc teased, growling playfully and taking a dinosaur stance.

Tony giggled " I'm a little old for that Mar-keeh! ".

Marc kissed the raven's forehead, as he did usually. " Bed now. " He stated firmly, turning him to the door.

" Oh fine! Night! " Tony whispered loudly, skipping out the door.

" Goodnight " The brunette replied, shutting the door quietly.

Oh how the young one could turn a depressing night into something bubbly.

Tony leaned against the wall of his own room, smiling goofily to himself and breathing in.

Maybe his secret wasn't all so bad.