15 Dear Diary (1/2)

”Yea.” The others shouted alongside—again, other than one person.

”Heh, it's not easy as you make it sound. Did you think you could waltz into the MIB base for one of your spaceships and they'll just give it to you? Hell no. That's not the way to go, if you ask me.” The plankton spoke nonchalantly.

”Look who's interested in this conversation.” Taro chuckled. ”Well, how do you think we should go about on this?” He asked.

”First of all, I'm merely giving out a constructive criticism for your non-existent plans. Secondly, if you ask me, I believe we should sneak our way in.” Kunjan replied.

”I get that. But where do you think the spaceships would be?” M'Baku jumped in between them and asked.

”I guess it'd be in a rather secluded location, right?” Gibli took a guess of his own.

”That's what they want us to think. However, it might be right under everyone's noses.” Kunjan replied.

”So, in and around here?” Gibli asked.

”Nah, when I said right under our noses, I meant the entire human civilization, not just us for. Now, if you are to consider the trend, it has to be in Manhattan or somewhere around there.” He explained.

”How did you come up with that conclusion?” Gibli was interested in how he pinpointed the MIB's main base.

”Haven't you seen the movies? Danger always befall Manhattan. That means they have something to hide.” Kunjan said, in a rather serious tone.

Gibli sighed. ”Boy, and here I thought you were smart! It's a fictional Hollywood movie for crying out loud!” He struggled to stay calm after hearing such a bizarre explanation. He didn't wanted Taro to punch him again.

”I know that. But there's always an underlying fact beneath the fiction. Hell, there's even an MIB movie that people consider as fictional. Is it though?” Kunjan posed the question he deemed valid.

Gibli had no choice but to agree to that argument. ”Very well. However, even if we are to consider his words as the truth, we need money to get there. A fairly decent amount of cash.”

”Therefore, we gotta continue what we're doing right now and work.” Kunjan replied.

”Hell yea!” Gibli screamed which immensely annoyed the plankton.

”Why are you so hyperactive, bruh? You were literally depressed a few minutes ago.” He spoke.

”One can't possibly stay that way all the time, right?” Gibli smiled brightly under the night sky.

Upon hearing the ruckus, Thankappan forced himself into Gibli's room. ”Hey, guys! What's are you talking about?” He asked.

”Well, we were talking about how earnestly we're gonna work from now on.” Gibli replied, since he couldn't reveal their plan of sneaking into the MIB HQ someday.

”Good for you! By the way, Lonappan's wife made some food for us. So, come on out.” Thankappan said.

”Who knows? He might've lied about it or something.” Thankappan replied.

”I'm fine with it as long as I get something good to eat.” Kunjan spoke with pride, since he's the cook in the Holy Land household.

”Ever the picky eater.” Taro sighed.

”If you ask me, I just need plenty to fill my belly.” Gibli answered, whilst rubbing his belly.

”And then there's the glutton.” Taro sighed again.

Meanwhile, M'Baku headed towards the door. ”Yea, you guys enjoy it. I'll be over at Shivani's house.”

”Now the girl has a name?” Taro asked as M'Baku opened the door.