The Never Ending All-Game Adventure

"WHAT?" Frank yelled

"I SAID PAY ATTENTION I'M TRYING TO SPEAK!" Diesel 11 screamed

"Whoops," he said when he realized that the things were gone. "Sorry."

"Since when do I have a fear of bugs?" Toz grumbled. "Okay, so... the Bomber in France is a mysterious figure named... Cocopuff."

There was a spectacular double facepalm from the other two.

"Why are you talking about a breakfast cereal?"

"Who is going to give the briefing?" Frank asked

"Well, you see...

Diesel 11's fireplace (fancy apartment) suddenly flipped around to reveal a giant monitor. Various other furniture began transforming within it until the apartment looked like a field office.

The couch Frank was sitting on flipped into itself, turning into some sort of tool and weapon bench, while the chairs Toz and Diesel 11 were sitting on shifted to in front of the monitor.

A black silhouetted face appeared on screen.

"Good morning gentlemen, I am The Chief, and I will be briefing you on... hey, where is Frank?"

*Muffled screams are heard coming from the "weapon bench"

"Good gravy!" Said Toz, getting up to help.

He tried, but couldn't flip the bench over. Spotting a diamond-ceramic sword on the weapons table, he started trying to cut through the table.

From inside the table/folded up couch, Frank began to panic; he thought he was being attacked and the muffled screams grew louder

Diesel 11 got up to help, but tripped and fell. This triggered a button, and the coach finally flipped over. 
"Phew!" said Frank.
"Mph!!" said Toz.
"Good gracious! Now he's trapped!"

It took a little work, but at last Toz was out of the bench.

"Geez, what the heck is up with this apartment?" Frank asked Diesel 11

But before he could reply, next thing Frank knew the three of them were sitting on chairs again, waiting for the Chief's briefing.

"Ah, hello there Frank... glad to see you finally decided to join us."

"How was I supposed know that couch turned into a weapons bench!?" Frank replied, justifiably angry.

The Chief didn't answer. He just went on with the briefing.

After completion, they went to the weapons bench to get their weapons and gadgets.

"Oh that's ok, I already have my gadgets." Diesel 11 said as he pulled out three things.

"you see this flashlight? It is actually... a water bottle. You see this water bottle? It is actually a flashlight. You see this Coffee can? it is actually a camera."

Frank stood there confused "are you sure you want to use those?"

"Of course," said Diesel 11. "With these, nothing can go wr–"KABOOM!!

"How the heck did your water bottle explode?" Frank said, confused. But when the dust settled, only D-11's shoes remained.

"Oh no! He's gone! Why?! Why!? He was so young!" Frank said as he began crying.

"Don't be silly," said Diesel 11 as he walked out of the closet, "That blast just knocked me through the door."

"Hey guys," said Luc, walking in the door. "What're you guys doing?"

Frank whispers to Diesel 11 "is he part of the mission too?"

"No," whispered Diesel 11, "he's a columnist who has been ranting every article that he thinks is @#$%. It's his kind of job. Haven't you read LucRants before?"
"Oh, now I remember," said Frank.
"So what are we doin'?" asked Luc.

"preparing for a dangerous mission" Frank said. "Speaking of which, what was it again?"

After all that spying, I think it was something about a bomber in France. By the way, does this sofa turn into a weapons bench too?

"No," said Diesel 11. Luc sat in it.
"Help!" he cried as it turned into a weapons bench.
Diesel 11 laughed. "I tricked you there!"
"@#$%," mumbled Luc, "now help me out of here!"

After the group was together, they went to the airport.

"You know it occurs to me... with our gadgets and weapons and such, TSA is going to be a nightmare" Frank observed.

"Um, what's TSA?" asked Luc.

"Those guys with the metal detectors and scanners that make us take off our shoes and put our stuff through the X-ray machine" Frank informed.