Male Agent Four X Marie

Chapter Eight: Catching Up

Marie curls up on Callie's chest in squid form and sleeps for a solid nine hours

Callie: laying awake and staring at the ceiling [It's seven. I want to eat. What's-his-name is making waffles, by the sound of it.]

Callie: Marie, get up.

Marie: ...no.

Callie: Look, I know you're happy about me being back, but that doesn't mean we can't just lay here.

Marie: Says who?

Callie: Me. Plus, I'm hungry, and he's making waffles so...

Marie: Wait. Tyler is making waffles?

Callie: Yeah.

Marie quickly jumps off and turns back

Marie: Shitshitshit if he burns down the shack I swear they will never find the body... she runs out of the room

Callie: Huh?

Callie leaves the room as well

Callie: Marie? You good?

Tyler: Marie, chill! I didn't screw it up this time! Waves hand towards three plates of waffles

Marie: Oh... sorry.

Callie: Did something happen?

Marie: Last time he tried making something, he nearly set the kitchen on fire.

Callie: hides smile I see.

Tyler: It wasn't THAT bad.

Marie: It was that bad.

Callie walks over and inhales the waffles

Callie: Hey, those were pretty good.

Tyler: ...I blinked, did I miss it?

Marie: One of Callie's many talents. They say that she was born part vacuum, part inkling.

Tyler: Well I'm glad someone appreciates the effort I went to making these.

Marie: Oh, shut up. I'm just glad you finally learned how to make these without filling the shack with smoke.

Tyler: I thought you said that Callie does it all the time? What's different about me doing it?

Callie: Hold on, you told him about that?!

Marie: Yep!

Callie: Y'know, I have a whole host of things I could talk about you.

Tyler: Really? Tell me more

Marie: Wait hold on a seco-

Callie: Well, the first thing that comes to mind is about how she spilled ketchup on the kimono she has. The store forced her to buy it and the Cap'n forces her to wear it when he sees her as punishment.

Tyler: How long ago was that?

Callie: Three years.

Marie's face gradually gets redder

Callie: And there's also how she'll never set foot in a museum again...

Tyler: Tell me more. Please.

Callie: Later. But I could probably find more things if I decide to go digging around in her room. [I'll do that later.]

Marie: If you go into my room I swear...