Please note: this is the first story I have attempted in first person. Bear with me, folks.

It was our first official day as the G.A. (Official day being Monday through Sunday, seven am to eight pm, but Claire’s voice had told us that we’d be putting in a hell of a lot of overtime.)

The building itself was very nice. It was conveniently located next to the Agency, and our underground rooms eventually connected to the Keep. This made sense, because Claire was our Keeper. There were about twenty rooms and twice as many hallways, so it was taking some familiarizing to figure out where everything was. There was one room on the ground floor, nine on the second floor, and ten under ground. Though it sounds like a lot, most of the rooms were closets or tiny conference rooms. There was a communications room, a downstairs lobby, a main conference room, sixteen other random rooms, and an official’s room.

Yup. An official’s room. When I heard Claire say that while she was calmly giving us a tour of the place, my first thought was Who the hell is going to be our official? Immediately after, I thought Who the hell will be able to keep us in line? Since I am such a nice person and I didn’t want to interrupt Claire, I did not ask her these questions. Terry... on the other hand...

“Who the hell is going to be our official?”

Claire looked at Terry. “That’s a surprise,” she mildly. “Now, there is your Official’s restroom. You are not to use it.”

“No, really?” Link whispered in my ear.

“Who the hell will be able to keep us in line?”

Akira turned to give Terry a look. “The only person that can keep you remotely in line is Wayne, and even he has trouble.”

Terry looked almost terror stricken for a split second. “You don’t think that Wayne is going to be the Official?”

Akira took his arm. “He can’t be. He needs to stay in Gotham and call you over if there is ever any trouble.”

Terry was dividing his time between Gotham, and his important duties as Batman, and San Diego, and his important duty as a vigilante of the D/W/U/etc.

“Oh dear,” I said, suddenly struck by a thought that I wasn’t sure if it was good or bad. “It isn’t your Official, is it?”

“Oh, no,” Claire assured me. “He needs to keep an eye on the Agency.” She ignored Darien’s groan and muttered comment about wanting to get rid of the Fat Man. “Which reminds me. If you guys ever need more men, just borrow ours.”

“Hey, thanks,” Fashina said.”

So the tour continued for awhile longer, with a few interruptions and an argument between Darien and Hobbes over who had the best chili in San Diego. Sphen added his two cents be commenting that Chili’s had better have the best chili, since they are named after them, to which Darien and Hobbes replied by singing the Chili’s baby back rib song.

So, it was our first official day as the G.A.

In the morning we had our first meeting with our official. Our official looked nothing like a real Official. She was a young woman with a bright smile and a perky attitude. She didn’t even have an Eberts. She called us into the main conference room.

“We are here today to get to know each other better,” the lady beamed.

I exchanged a horrified glance with Link. The room was thick with horrified glances. The woman was not aware of them.

“I want everybody to tell the group their name and what they did yesterday.”

I was beginning to think that this lady wasn’t in the right place.

“Let’s start with you, young lady.” The woman was pointing to me.

“Uh... Okay...” I stammered and stood up.

“Don’t be shy,”she urged.

“Uh, um, okay,” I repeated. “I’m Arete and I, what did I do yesterday? Oh, yeah. Me and Link-er- Link and I went to Hyrule and we had to kill a rabid Zora.”

Beside me, Link winced. “Man, it was not fun,” he muttered to Sphen.

“I can imagine,” Sphen nodded.

“Yeah, but then we had really good steak at Lon Lon ranch. See, the Zora killed one of the cows, but he didn’t infect it, or at least, I hope he didn’t, so Talon just tossed it on the grill-”

“Now Arete,” the lady chided. “Let’s not make up such nasty stories. And boys,” she turned her direction to Sphen and Link. “Don’t talk while others are-” she finished the sentence with a shrill shriek.

“What?” Terry and Curu jumped up. Aidenmare stared at Sphen. I looked at Link, expecting him to have turned into a Deku from the way the woman was carrying on. All I saw was his handsome face and his pointed ears. I turned to Sphen. He had pointed ears, also. Hell, if it had been a snake, it would have bit me. I was really beginning to think this woman wasn’t supposed to be here. She was afraid of pointed ears, for cryin’ out loud!

There was a “bamf” and the front of the room was filled with blue-grey smoke and the lovely smell that accompanies Kurt’s teleporting.

“Hey, guys.” Kurt said. “Sorry I’m late. I couldn’t find the restroom. Ton and Neelix are still in there.” He noticed the woman, who noticed him and promptly fainted. “Uh... Who is this and what is with her?”

“I think she is supposed to be our official,” Skysong shrugged.

“I dunno,” Aidenmare said. “Don’t you think we’d get an official who was ready for pointed ears and fuzzy blue demons? Not to mention aliens and a cyborg.”

Akira walked to the front of the room and opened a panel. She pushed a button and spoke into the speaker. “Eberts?”

“Yes,” came a far away voice.

“Yeah, um, is the Official there?”

“Hold on,” then a faint, “Sir are you here?” and an even fainter “No.”

Akira groaned. “Eberts, it’s me.”

“Sir, it’s Akira.” In the background: “Are those kids in trouble all ready?”

“Are you in trouble?” Eberts asked patiently.

“I think the employment agency sent over the wrong person.”

“Oh, dear. Sir, I think they got sent the wrong Official.”

“I think she belongs at the local daycare,” Curu yelled from where she and Aidenmare were kneeling by the still figure . “She has a badge that says ‘Happy Campers’ Fun Station’.”

“Okay, just sit tight,” the Official sighed. “I’ll be over in a while. And don’t do anything to the woman. Okay?”

After a quick neuralizer session and a taxi, the woman was gone. The Official assigned all of us a job and went back to his Agency with a grumbled promise that we’d get our own Official soon.

I was stuck with monitor duty. The communications room is a huge dark room. It’s only lit by the blue glow from the monitors that show each room of the building. There are also communication stations to other D/W/U/etcs. They are already redirected via the Crossroads.

I was watching an interesting argument between Curu, who had front desk duty, and a man who insisted there used to be a movie theater here, so what had happened to it?, when the comm that was connected to JLA headquarters beeped.

I spun around in my rolling chair and slid over to the screen and punched the button that opened the line. Green Lantern’s image appeared on the monitor.

“Kyle?” I asked.

“Is that you Arete? Do you know how long it took the Crossroads to find the right line?”

“No,” I told him helpfully.

“Ha ha. Quit joking. We have a situation here. Well, I do. I am stuck with a stupid broken arm, the rest of the team is in another galaxy, and there are super villains heading towards New York.”

“And you called here... because...”

“I think these two are right down your alley.”

“It isn’t Potter is it?” I asked wearily. “Those fools should never have given Potter the ability to dimension hop. It’s causing so much trouble.”

“Actually. No. I compared it to the files we have- you should have the same ones we do, just more extensive. It’s Johnson and Arwen from the AU to Middle earth.”

“Oh, great.”

“Yeah. How soon can you be here?”

“Give us an hour.”

“Gotcha. GL signing off.”

“Okay.” We were back in the main conference room. I was standing in the front with a computer hooked up to a projector. “We have a request from Green Lantern to help him out.” I told the rest of the Goonies basically what Kyle had told me. “And, since Neelix and Ton haven’t really met Arwen and Johnson, I present... very good files on them.”

Johnson and Arwen’s files appeared on the wall.

“I can’t see them,” Sphen announced.

I sprinted over to the light switch, but Link beat me to it and flicked off the lights.