I'm debating what to make of this story. It'll probably be a bunch of one-shots, connected by a twist that hit me one day. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: It's not mine and probably never will be.

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"How the hell did we end up here?"

"Damn, Jake, that's my ear right next to your mouth. Watch your volume."

"He's right, Sam. What happened?"

There was a sigh. "I believe it has something to do with the brats outside."

A pause. "Jake, you should invest in a bigger pantry."

"Sam, I will kill you."

"I'm just saying. It's not really big enough for four full-grown men."

A growl rolled through the small space. "Sam, I think he might actually come through on the threat this time."

"I do believe you're right, Luke."

There was silence in the darkness now. Then, a voice came from outside. "Should we let 'em out now, mate?" No reply came, but the voice talked again. "We're gonna get killed."

"Aw, let 'em try. I've got the deadliest superspy on my side. What good are four soldiers gonna do?"

"All right, but it's your funeral."

Inside the pantry, the anger of one man was growing. "Dammit, Tom, you better let us out now!" yelled the man.

"Hmm... Do you think I should listen to him?"

"Dunno, Tom, he's your cousin."

"You probably know him better, Al."

Yet another pause from outside. "He's gonna kill us anyway."

"Okay, then. They can stay in there for a bit longer."

"Kay." Silence from outside. "Wanta go get something to eat?"

"Sounds like a plan. You're buying."

A sigh erupted from one of the people outside. "I always buy."

"You've got a paying job, Al. I'm just along for the ride. Anyways, you know you love me, and you owe me."

"For what?" The voice sounded confused.

"Saving your sorry ass in Biology."

The other sighed. "I s'pose."

Footsteps could be heard, walking away from the pantry where the four men were still trapped inside. "So, where are we going?"

"Dunno. Feel like pizza?"

"Sounds good to me, mate."

As the front door could be heard opening, there were four shouts from the pantry, all men yelling at the same time.

"LET US OUT OF HERE!"

"THOMAS ANDREW HARRIS!"

"ALEX RIDER!"

"I WANT A SLICE!"

Laughs erupted from the two outside, and then the sound of the door closing hit the men in the pantry. Silence reigned throughout the house now. Then, "Really, Sam?"

Did anyone get what's going on? Maybe it'll all be explained in the next chapter. Maybe it'll be as confusing as this. If you think you've got the basic gist, review and see if you're right. If you're as lost as anything, review anyway. Please and thanks.