I'm on the verge of insanity, but at least this is the last part, MWUHAHAHAHA!!!! Some characters belong to MIB: The Animated Series, others belong to either Delia, Chanda, or Jen, all those left are mine. Do NOT plagiarize or sue me, it ain't like you'll make much. ^_^ Read & review please!

Written in the Stars: A Destined Romance

Part 42: Welcome Back!

Jay sat in the kitchenette laughing as the Worms argued over which type of coffee to brew next. "You can't go wrong with vanilla!" one declared passionately.

"Ew no, not more of that cheap stuff!" the other gagged.

"Aw you wouldn't primo java if it fell in your lap!" another swore.

The fourth decided to have one of the agents settle the matter for them, unfortunately it was Val who caught his attention by walking in. "Hey guys, wussup?"

"VAL!" the Worm cried. Val leapt back, Jay was hysterical.

The other three turned and caught on to what the fourth was planning. "You've gotta help us out here."

"We're in an awful mess!"

"Uh sure," Val stammered, "what's the problem guys?"

"These two are out of their minds!" the first exclaimed, "Tell em vanilla is the all time best flavor and we should brew it next."

One of the two he was referring to huffed, "If you had good taste you'd see that cinnamon is the all time best flavor and we should brew IT next!"

"Ha!" the third exclaimed, "And you claim to be a connoisseur of fine java!"

The fourth turned to Val, "Would you PLEASE tell these two that cinnamon will be the next batch we brew?"

Val chuckled at all their shrill complaints, "Where's Delia when I need her?"

Jay sat back with his feet propped up on the table, "Go on Val," he prompted, "tell em."

Val crinkled her nose up at him, "You don't think I can settle this little squabble Jay?" Ha, she'd show him!

"Which type did you brew last?" she inquired.

"Hazel nut-"

"-it was-"

"-supreme!"

"Hmm." Val thought for a moment. "Well, why not just brew one first and save the other one for later?"

"Because Zed said only one more batch before dinner." a Worm whined.

"So?"

"SO?!?" all four Worms gasped, "We can't wait that long!!!!"

"The last batch-"

"-must be-"

"-the best flavor-"

"-so which is it?"

Val thought about this a moment. "Well, we have a whole can of the vanilla stuff downstairs, but our shipment of cinnamon won't be in till the end of the week. So I guess for now the cinnamon's rarer around here. Wouldn't that make it the best to you guys?"

The Worms huddled together and deliberated over this. Val rolled her eyes, these dudes took coffee WAY too seriously.

"Alright!"

"It's decided!"

"Cinnamon it is!"

"Thanks Val!"

Val grinned and turned to walk off but found herself tackled by the four short aliens. "You are a goddess!"

"The Queen of Beans!"

"Heaven sent!"

"What would we do without you?!"

"Uh---go ask Delia?" Val choked, did they have to squeeze her so tight?

Jay chuckled and helped her up, "Dudes are kind of affectionate this morning, too much caffeine will do that to em."

"Too much caffeine will do that to anyone," Val said wiping off her jacket. "So when are the turtledoves coming back?"

Jay pushed up his sleeve and checked the time, "Any minute now."

Right on cue bickering was heard down the hall. "Oh don't you ever stop complaining?"

"If those humans in customs would just do their jobs right maybe I wouldn't have to!"

"If you could go five minutes without giving a biting remark to someone I'd suffer a heart attack!"

"That'd be reason enough for me."

Val and Jay groaned, "They're here."

Elle stomped into the kitchenette, more ticked off than ever. X followed behind in suit and cornered her at the counter. "Why's it always my fault when some human around here screws up?!"

"Because you've got a sorry attitude buster!" Elle snapped, poking his chest with her index finger, "No one can even breathe around you without getting insulted!"

"And you don't think that I find human breath insulting?" X countered, "I swear the hygiene on this planet is so pathetic that it's a wonder any alien tourists bother to vacation here!"

"Speaking of vacations," Elle went on, "you didn't seem to mind my human breath on our honeymoon."

"Too much information." Val whispered to Jay.

X blushed a little, did she have to bring that up in front of the other agents? Oh well, if she was fine with then so was he. "Oh yeah? Well I seem to recall your feet tickling these enormous pointy ears of mine!"

Jay winced, "Aw man! What an ugly mental picture!"

Elle couldn't believe he'd brought that up! Oh he was asking for it now---"Like you didn't enjoy getting a better look at all of my pale skin?"

"Hmm, what was the word you used to describe my huge yellow bug eyes---spellbinding?"

"These beady eyes seemed to have a tight hold on you Cowboy!"

"And how many times did you call out that name?!"

"Not half as many times as you screamed Little Ears!!"

"Enough! I just ate here!" Val was clutching her stomach. This was so gross.

"Now they're gonna argue about stuff they did in bed?" Jay grimaced, "That's it, I'm out." he turned and took off down the hall.

"That goes double for me." Val darted out behind him.

With the two agents gone Elle and X stood silently, arms crossed and backs toward each other. A few awkward minutes went by when neither partner said a word. Elle was fuming, even after being married X was still going to act this way around her. She swore he'd never change!

X glared at the wall, Elle was so stubborn. She just couldn't see how dimwitted the rest of her species was. He seriously doubted that she ever would, still---was it really worth having her so upset with him over? He thought about the rough night he'd be spending on the couch if he didn't do something to calm her down soon.

Turning to her he drew in a deep breath and said the unthinkable. "Elle…I'm s-sorry."

Elle's eyes widened, did he just apologize?!? She turned to face him. He looked sincere, sincere about not wanting to sleep on the couch. She grinned, 'Oh well, at least he's making an effort to be nice.'

"I forgive you X, I know you didn't mean anything by it." she sighed and took a step closer to him. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her. Why couldn't every moment of their marriage be like this?

Oh well, at least now no matter how many fights broke out between them---they'd always get to make up afterwards…

Elle and X embraced for a while enjoying each other's touch. Finally their moment was broken by an, "Awwww…."

"That's so sweet!"

"Bravo! Great ending!"

"This was the best episode yet!"

Elle and X pulled apart and glanced down at the four Worms that they had overlooked until now. "What's their problem?" Elle whispered.

"No telling," X mumbled, "if there's one species weirder than you humans---it's the Worms."

They headed out the door hand in hand, the perfect ending to the perfect soap.

"Hey wait a minute!" a Worm cried.

"What?" the other three asked.

"If they're together now then what are we supposed to watch for entertainment?"

"Yeah," another sighed, "the suspense of this episode is over."

"And I'm telling you, U, that if you ever touch my stereo again I'll ram that handbook so far up your-"

The Worms exchanged looks and dashed out into the hall. They spotted W headed down the hall, clutching a boom box and scowling at her partner.

"Agent W, you play that music far to loud and you know it. Now unless you want to wind up among the hearing impaired I suggest you abide by the volume control rules specified in this handbook." U was being his usually rule obsessed self.

W spun around and grabbed the handbook, decking U over the head with it. "There! That's what I have to say about all your precious rules! It's my hearing and my stereo! And who cares how close your room is to mine?! You don't like it---tough rule boy!"

"I think Zed might have something to say about your behavior over this issue," U grumbled, pulling out his communicator.

"Fine! Call Zed!" W shouted, "Better yet-" she grabbed U's collar and started dragging him down the hall, "let's go talk to him in person!"

"Ooo, this oughtta be good!" one Worm smiled.

"Yay! A new season!" another exclaimed.

"Hurry or we'll miss it!" the third cried.

They all dashed back inside the kitchenette to grab their mugs before hustling back down the hall in the direction that U and W had gone.

For some the MIB is a world of mystery and suspense, with new surprises around every corner. For others it's a place of action and drama, full of unpredictable outcomes and gripping tales. And for others---like the Worms---it's just one big soap opera packed with blackmail, secrets, and hidden lives. Who sees it best? Well, as a great alien from the Ebglork Galaxy once said, "All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players."

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^_~ Quote sound familiar? I confess, I love Shakespeare, and man o' man, that dude knew how to end a story! (Play 'As You Like It, Act II') And who's to say that he isn't an alien, huh? Anyways, since this is kind of a love story, (duh), I had to throw something from my all time favorite writer in here, lol. Hope you liked this fic. Let me know---PLEASE! ^_^