Inspirational quote: Being too nice is almost a crime nowadays. Fake friends are everywhere. Be very careful.

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Silence didn't fill Agent Ezekiel and Dr Kozak for that long though. When Dr Kozak realised that Ezekiel was taking him to the opposite direction of where he was really supposed to be going, he couldn't really help but to question him.

"Hey. Hey! Ezekiel! Where the heck are you taking me?!"

Agent Ezekiel didn't reply though, instead, he had just looked back at Dr Kozak once, then walked even faster than before, goodness knew why.

"Hey! You can't do this to me! This is adult-napping! And this is illegal!"

Agent Ezekiel looked at Dr Kozak blankly, but didn't really say anything, and soon after, he kind of took him to a janitor's closet, locking the door on both of them.

"What the hell are you doing to me! Why are we at Valentina's janitor's closet?!"

Agent Ezekiel 'replied' by placing a finger on Dr Kozak's mouth.

"Shush, Demetrius. And like I said. I have to talk to you privately, whether you like it or not. We have a problem."

Dr Kozak didn't say anything, just tried unlocking the door, but got no luck whatsoever out of doing it.

"What the hell? Have you locked this door on me?"

Agent Ezekiel just shrugged in return.

"I don't know. Maybe."

"Ezekiel! This is so unlike you, what's going on? You've never kept me hostage like this before. What the heck is wrong with you? What's gotten into you, man?"

Dr Kozak came forward to where he was before, not really saying anything.

"There's nothing wrong with me. I just have a problem, and I really need your help. You're my only hope."

"But how does you having a problem have anything to do with me?!" Dr Kozak snapped angrily.

"Listen. It's very important."

"I don't care, Ezekiel," Dr Kozak hissed back, checking his watch. Four am in the morning, exactly. "See, now you've made me late for the place that I'm supposed to be at right now. I never thought that I'd ever have to be mad at you in my life but there's always a first time for everything isn't there?!"

Dr Kozak sighed and placed a hand on his head in stress, Agent Ezekiel just watching him in the background.

"This problem is very important."

"I don't care!"

"Would you care if I told you that this problem was to do with your son?"

Dr Kozak stopped what he was doing, kind of started hiccuping unprecedentedly, and not stopping at all.

"You okay, Demetrius?"

Dr Kozak nodded, but Ezekiel wasn't so sure about it. He could tell from miles away that his best friend was everything except from okay right now.

"Like I said, we have a problem about your son, and it's really important that you sort it out..."

"Agent Tyrese?" Dr Kozak asked him. "He's alive?! He never died?! He never committed suicide?"

Agent Ezekiel just blinked at Dr Kozak once, not really saying anything, and kind of frowning as well.

"Demetrius, I said problem, not miracle. And no. Not Agent Tyrese. Agent Marcel."

Dr Kozak nearly fainted again, but Agent Ezekiel caught him this time round.

"Okay. How bad is this problem scale of one to ten then?"

Agent Ezekiel was really considering it.

"I don't know. Twenty seven. If ten means really bad."

"Twenty seven?" Dr Kozak repeated really loudly for everyone walking by in the hallway to hear. Sure the closet was opaque, but it wasn't soundproof, was it? No it wasn't. "What on earth happened to my son Agent Marcel?"

"It's really horrible, honestly. And we have to go and check it out. You and me. Like, right now, Dr Kozak. There's like 50 people with your son at the moment."

Agent Ezekiel unlocked Valentina's janitor's closet, and was about to leave, but once he saw Dr Kozak just standing there, he knew that something was wrong with him.

"Didn't you just hear me, Demetrius? We have to leave right now. Are you coming or not?"

Dr Kozak didn't reply. He just sighed in stress, his eyes completely red and he looked like he had just survived World War Two.

"You okay? You look stressed."

Dr Kozak just walked around in circles again then stopped.

"I don't look stressed, Ezekiel. I am stressed, Ezekiel," Dr Kozak corrected him, frowning all the way.

Agent Ezekiel closed the door, and locked it again, thinking what could have possibly been wrong with his best friend.

"Why though? What's up?"

The sky? The ceiling? Birds. Heaven?

Dr Kozak was thinking these things but he didn't actually say them out loud. He couldn't.

Dr Kozak sighed once again, splashing water at his face from his jacket pocket to keep him alert and hyperactive again.

"I know way too many people, Ezekiel. People expect me to be at like twenty thousand different miscellaneous places all at once. Everyone gets mad at me for not showing up somewhere, or not doing something correctly or not replying to their text messages. I hate my life sometimes."

Ezekiel: Hey. Think of the bright side, Demetrius. You're famous.

Dr Kozak sighed again, wanting to die.

Dr Kozak: This is the reason on why I'm feeling so hopeless at the moment. I don't want to be famous, Ezekiel. I want to be infamous, more like.

Agent Ezekiel just blinked at him, really confused on why Dr Kozak would have said that just now.

Ezekiel: You want to be infamous? You want to be famous for bad reasons?

Dr Kozak: Okay. I stand corrected. I don't want to be 'famous' at all.

Ezekiel: But think of the bright side, Dr Kozak...

Dr Kozak: There is no bright side, Ezekiel!

Ezekiel: Yes there is. Your birthday. June 20th. You get like 50,000 birthday presents annually on your birthday.

Dr Kozak couldn't argue with him so he didn't even bother trying. He knew he would fail instantly, that was why.

"See, this is the problem with knowing so and too many people, Ezekiel, like I said," Dr Kozak told him, scrolling down all of the notifications on his home screen on his iPhone.

"I get like fifty million text messages a day."

Agent Ezekiel just scoffed at him.

"Fifty million? Don't you mean fifty thousand? Let me see your phone."

So Dr Kozak gave Agent Ezekiel his phone, which he unlocked because Ezekiel was the only person that knew Dr Kozak's 21-numbered phone password. And vice versa as well.

"I'm sure you can't have- whoa. That's an awful lot of text messages!"

Agent Ezekiel stopped and looked at the number of text messages blankly that Dr Kozak had currently had displayed on his phone.

"What?" Dr Kozak wanted to know, continuously blinking and frowning at him.

"Dude you have over seventy million text messages!"

Dr Kozak just shrugged.

"To be exact, you have seventy seven million, three hundred and sixty one thousand, four hundred and eight three."

Dr Kozak didn't say anything.

"Like how?! That's more people than there are in KOZAHKISTAN HEADQUARTERS. Don't tell me you know seventy seven million people on earth."

Dr Kozak just raised an eyebrow at him in return, even when Ezekiel had returned his phone back.

"Uh. No. Some people spam me. Some people are currently dead, and I've still saved their number from when they were alive ie my sister Tiffany who my father killed a long time ago. I don't know why my father did that and I also don't know why I still have the numbers of dead contacts so therefore don't ask me. Oh yeah. And some people are currently living in other countries, who also spam me. So yeah, bam, that's how I now have 77 million text messages. And no. I can read your mind, and I know what you're thinking. This is not a hack. I legitimately have that many text messages. Ask anyone."

Agent Ezekiel didn't say anything, as he unlocked the janitor's closet door again, holding Dr Kozak's hand and taking him to where the problem was.

They were walking however they were unexpectedly stopped halfway when Dr Kozak was almost sure that he saw his daughter, his real one, not the clone who was still on the date, kind of angry at her.

"Agent Arista? What do you think you're doing out of my laboratory?!"

"Oh hey, dad. Didn't see you there. If you don't mind, I'm just going to give my cats a quick snack."

Dr Kozak twisted his hand out of Ezekiel's just to snap at her.

"Wait. Who's supervising Kieran and Esperanza?!"

"No one. I locked your laboratory door. Calm down dad. I just told them not to communicate with neither me or you for a while."

They both stared at her blankly.

"What if there's a problem and they need to talk to us?" Dr Kozak hissed.

Arista just shrugged her shoulders in return, telling him how she hadn't really thought of that.

"Anyway. I just heard that there's a problem with my brother Agent Marcel? Gosh. I really hope he's okay. I'm presuming that that's where you two are going? Well, I'm going there too. Can you guys wait for me?"

Dr Kozak just blinked at her, staring at her with a very annoyed look on his face and this was mainly because she kept his laboratory unsupervised.

"Okay. You have one minute. Go feed your cats and come back here ASAP. Understand me?!"

Arista nodded, holding her cat food in her hand, winking at her dad then walking away.

"Oh, trust me dad, one minute is all I need."

****

Twenty minutes later, and Dr Kozak and Agent Ezekiel were still waiting for Arista to show up, which she didn't.

They had frantically been walking around in circles, checking their watches each time, becoming even more and more annoyed every minute.

"For flip sake. Your daughter is taking forever. We shouldn't have waited for her at all."

Dr Kozak said the F word about a trillion times to himself, although even though it was to himself, Ezekiel could totally hear him.

"I swear under pressure," Dr Kozak told him, once he found out that Agent Ezekiel was looking at him strangely. "Don't question it."

He was also about to send a hologram chat request to his daughter when suddenly she came back.

"There you are!" He shouted angrily at her. "Where have you been? It's been over twenty minutes now!"

"I'm sorry! One of my cats died. I can't remember which one!"

Dr Kozak didn't reply, as he took his daughter's hand, snapping at her, and Chinese burning her.

Soon after, the three of them had all arrived at Room 36,363 where the problem was.

Although it wasn't really a problem. As soon as the three of them had walked in there, Dr Kozak could hear break dancing music, as people were chanting his sister's name swaying from side to side as Dr Kozak's sister aka Agent Valentina, was breakdancing.

"Go Valen!" *clap* "Go Tina!" *clap*
"Go Valen!" *clap* "Go Tina!" *clap*
"Go Valen!" *clap* "Go Tina!" *clap*
"Go Valen!" *clap* "Go Tina!" *clap*

And the same thing happened for about two minutes until Dr Kozak finally broke all of them apart by screaming at all of them...

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Moral of chapter: Problems can turn into solutions with just a word of kindness.