Devil woke up suddenly at 6:30am, which was very strange. Most ferrets in her small California town woke up early, but she was lazy and easygoing. The morning was wasted if she woke up before 9, but since she was awake, she got out of bed and rode her bike to the nearest bakery. life gets up too early! she mumbled. Even though she was definitely old enough to drive, she usually rode her bike, ferrets driving could be dangerous business, anyways! She walked into the bakery, ordered a bagel, and walked out. Before leaving, she noticed, strangely, there was only one other ferret in the place. Devil got her bagel and walked down to the beach. The strange ferret did not follow, so she forgot about it. She sat on the beach, but had to shoo away too many seagulls attacking her food, so she rode back to her house. Only 7:00! Devil groaned. Too late to go back to sleep, and waaaaaay to early to be up. She crawled back into her soft purple hammie that some cousin of hers gave her. It matched her dark sable fur perfectly, and was fuzzy as well. she fell right asleep, until her stupid alarm clock went off. Wait a minute, she thought, she didnt have an alarm clock, so what was it? Looking ready to kill, devil got out of bed and looked around. The doorbell was ringing, and devil ran to answer it. The ferret from the bakery stood in the doorway. Devil looked at him suspiciously, what do you want? she asked. The strange ferret handed her a note -if you accept this SAS mission, you will be sent to training in London.- London!!!!! YES!!!! Shopping here I come!!!!!! This is so kewl!!!!! devil looked up, and the ferret was gone. From her soft fleece hammie, Trouble looked out the window at the beauty of the Texas morning. She went downstairs and poured herself a glass of iced tea, then looked at the clock. It was 7:00, she had slept in. She sat at the table and looked at the sunlight streaming in through the kitchen window. It was almost the same color as her cinnamon fur, but she had spent enough time in the kitchen. She took her tea outside to the front porch. It was a beautiful, sunny day, and from where she was sitting on the porch steps, trouble could see that the sockweeds (which were actually blue and white flowers, that happened to look and smell just as good as real sox. Trouble had a vase full of them in her living room that some gentleman ferret had given her.) anyways, the sockweeds she had planted were blooming, and her yard looked almost as pretty as her neighbor, Weezils. She finished her tea and went back inside, it was 7:30. Trouble had just sat down to her breakfast, when the phone rang. She wasnt expecting her friend Slinky to call for another hour, so she ignored it. She heard a strange ferrets voice on the answering machine. -call this number to reach the SAS, it is very important that you call.- trouble ran to pick up the phone, but was to late. She replayed the message, there was definitely no number. [Posted in FML issue 4962]