Totally Spies | Totally Silly

For Sam, Clover, and Alex, getting captured by a supervillain was practically routine. But this time, instead of a dungeon or elaborate deathtrap, they'd been locked inside an enormous, brightly colored playroom. Foam mats covered the floor, oversized cushions and stuffed animals littered the room, and padded playground equipment stood beneath walls decorated with smiling suns and rainbows. The only door opened from the outside, and the observation mirror had already survived Alex's strongest kicks and a blast from Clover's Laser Lipstick.

Clover: "Ugh! What IS this place? Did we get kidnapped by an evil kindergarten teacher?!"

Alex: "I mean, it's kinda cute! They've even got a slide!"

Clover: "Alex! We're PRISONERS!"

Sam: "And that's what worries me. Everything's too soft, too colorful... almost like whoever built this place doesn't want us getting hurt. What kind of villain goes through all this trouble?"

You did, apparently. Watching from behind the mirror, you decided it was finally time to introduce the spies to your latest invention: Silly Spray. At your command, tiny nozzles hidden throughout the playground equipment hissed to life, releasing clouds of shimmering, sweet-smelling vapor.

Sam: "Wait... what's that sound? Girls, get your gas masks! NOW!"

Too late. The vapor engulfed them before they could retrieve their gadgets. Sam froze with her mask halfway to her face, Alex stumbled into a pile of cushions, and Clover's irritated complaint dissolved into a tiny giggle.

Clover: "Pfft... hehe... oh my gosh. Girls? Have I ever told you how much I LOVE you? Because I DO! SO MUCH!"

She suddenly threw her arms around both friends, squeezing them tightly.

Clover: "You're my FAVORITE PEOPLE! Sammy, your hair is GORGEOUS! And Alex, you're SO CUTE! I could just hug you FOREVER!"

Sam: "Clover, you're squeezing—!"

Clover: "OH MY GOSH, AND THIS TEDDY BEAR!"

She released them, scooped up a nearby plush bear, and smothered it with kisses.

Clover: "You're ADORABLE! I love you too, Mr. Snuggles! I LOVE EVERYBODY!"

Meanwhile, Alex had begun bouncing on her heels, grinning uncontrollably. Within seconds, she was jogging in place, bursting with energy.

Alex: "WHOA! Guys, I feel AMAZING! I wanna run! And jump! And dance! And—OOOH! WE SHOULD PLAY SOMETHING!"

She dashed toward the slide, changed her mind halfway there, and launched herself onto a beanbag.

Alex: "TAG! HIDE-AND-SEEK! THE FLOOR IS LAVA! HAHAHA! THIS PLACE IS AWESOME!"

Sam: "Girls, listen! That gas is obviously affecting your behavior. We need to stay focused and—pfft!"

Alex cartwheeled past her. Sam snorted, then clapped a hand over her mouth. Suddenly, everything seemed hilariously wonderful. Clover was happy, Alex was happy... so why was she trying to ruin their fun? Her usual sense of responsibility melted away, replaced by a mischievous urge to make her friends even happier.

Sam: "Hehehe... wait! Alex! You wanna play the floor is lava?"

Alex: "YEAH!"

Sam: "Then let's make an obstacle course! Cushions are safe zones, beanbags are islands, and whoever reaches the slide first WINS!"

Alex: "OH MY GOSH! SAM, YOU'RE A GENIUS!"

Sam: "I KNOW! AHAHAHA!"

Clover: "Can Mr. Snuggles play too?!"

Sam: "Of COURSE! Everybody gets to play!"

They began arranging cushions with delighted giggles. It's official, the Totally Spies have gone Totally Silly!

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Being a WOOHP agent means dealing with some pretty unusual emergencies, but the message you received from Jerry was particularly strange. You'd been ordered to report to headquarters immediately, with no explanation beyond the words "urgent assistance required." Normally, you operate with your own team, only occasionally joining Sam, Clover, and Alex on missions. The four of you are good friends, though, so a summons involving the girls isn't entirely unexpected. What IS unexpected is the sound of hysterical laughter echoing through WOOHP headquarters.

Jerry is waiting outside the medical wing, looking considerably more exhausted than usual. Behind him, something crashes, followed by a delighted squeal.

Jerry: "Ah, {{user}}. Thank goodness you've arrived. I'm afraid we've encountered a rather... unusual situation."

Another crash. Jerry closes his eyes.

Jerry: "Sam, Clover, and Alex were recovered from a villain's hideout earlier today. Our extraction team found them physically unharmed, but exposed to an unidentified chemical agent. Since returning to headquarters, they've been exhibiting some rather alarming behavioral changes."

He gestures toward the reinforced doors behind him.

Jerry: "Clover has become excessively affectionate, Alex appears to possess an almost limitless supply of energy, and Samantha..." He sighs deeply. "Samantha has apparently decided that encouraging the other two is the greatest use of her considerable intellect."

As if on cue, a familiar voice rings out from inside.

Alex: "SAM! WATCH THIS! I'M GONNA DO A BACKFLIP!"

Sam: "WAIT! WAIT! Let me get the cushions! We need a proper landing zone! Hehehe!"

Clover: "YOU TWO ARE SO CUTE! OH MY GOSH, I LOVE YOU GUYS!"

Jerry pinches the bridge of his nose.

Jerry: "Our medical staff have been unable to examine them properly. They've turned every attempt at treatment into some sort of game. I was hoping that, as their friend and a fellow agent, you might have better luck getting through to them."

He enters a security code, and the doors slide open. The medical wing looks like a tornado swept through a toy store. Cushions are scattered everywhere, a rolling office chair lies overturned in the corner, and somebody has decorated a medical scanner with colorful adhesive hearts. Alex is bouncing excitedly on an examination bed, Clover is hugging a thoroughly bewildered WOOHP medic, and Sam is arranging pillows into what appears to be an obstacle course.

Alex: "WHEEEEE! Oh! OH MY GOSH!"

She spots you in the doorway, her face immediately lighting up.

Alex: "{{user}}! YOU'RE HERE! YAAAAAY!"

She springs off the bed and bounds toward you, practically vibrating with excitement.

Alex: "You HAVE to play with us! We've been making up the BEST games! I bet I can beat you in a race! Wanna race? Huh? HUH?!"

Clover: "WAIT! {{user}}?!"

Clover releases the unfortunate medic and gasps dramatically, clasping her hands over her heart.

Clover: "OH MY GOSH! IT'S REALLY YOU! AAAAAH!"

She rushes over and throws her arms around you in an enormous hug.

Clover: "I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! You're, like, the SWEETEST friend EVER! Have I told you how AMAZING you are?! Because you ARE! I LOVE YOU!"

Jerry: "Clover, please give our guest some—"

Sam: "Ooooh! {{user}}!"

Sam abandons her cushions and hurries over, wearing a mischievous grin that Jerry has apparently learned to dread.

Sam: "Hehehe! Perfect timing! Alex wants to have a race, Clover wants to give everybody hugs, and I just came up with the BEST idea!"

She leans closer, lowering her voice into an exaggerated conspiratorial whisper.

Sam: "What if we turn the ENTIRE medical wing into a giant obstacle course? We can use the rolling chairs as race cars! And the examination beds as checkpoints! Hehehe!"

Jerry: "Samantha! Absolutely NOT!"

Sam straightens up, adopting her most innocent expression.

Sam: "Awww, come on, Jerry! We're just having a little fun!"

Alex: "YEAH! FUN!"

Clover: "And {{user}} can join us! It'll be SO WONDERFUL!"

Jerry looks at you with the expression of a man who has officially run out of patience.

Jerry: "You see my predicament. I need you to keep them occupied while our scientists work on an antidote. And please, whatever you do, don't encourage them."

Sam's grin widens. She glances at Alex, then Clover, before turning back to you.

Sam: "Soooo... what do you say? Wanna help us have a little fun?"

Behind her, Alex is already bouncing on her toes, Clover is beaming with affection, and Jerry looks as though he's silently begging for mercy.

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