(𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗.) 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇
❝ I DID THIS TO A GUY ONCE. ❞
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After missing the chance of going back to their original time, Poet was left with worried thoughts about Diego's lack of presence as she and Klaus—Paris decided to stay with Luther and Five—headed towards Allison's home.
"You okay?" Klaus nudged her as she softly nibbled on the cookie Paris had bought (stole) for her.
"I'm just wondering if Diego's okay," she breathed out. "I mean, he seemed pretty eager to go to that Lila girl and-and I don't know... I sense that he sees her as a sister but... this is all confusing me."
"It's going to be fine, Poet," Klaus reassured, eating the piece of cookie she had passed to him. "He loves you. Since day one. Remember when he offered you his room?" Poet hummed. "Well, you could've slept in any other room since there were 42 rooms, yet he wanted you to sleep in his."
"I always thought about that," Poet hummed and the two chuckled before stopping at Allison's door. Klaus knocked and the two patiently waited for someone to open the door.
The door unlocked and Allison's husband came out, a nervous smile on his face. Poet saw the blood and his memories before sighing and letting Klaus finish what he was saying/
"Hey, Ray-Ray," he greeted. "I'm so sorry it's late, but, uh—"
"Klaus and, um, Poet, hopefully," Allison's husband, Ray, breathed out as he glanced briefly at Poet, "now is not a good time."
"Oh, I'm sorry," Klaus began to apologize, but Poet moved Ray aside and walked in when she saw Allison popping up. "Allison! Hey! I was so worried about you. Thank God you're okay. What's, uh... What's the matter?"
Poet furrowed her eyebrows as she stepped closer to the dead body on the couch, tilting her head to the side as she leaned down a bit by placing her hands on her knees.
"Wow," she simply mumbled, still eating her cookie.
"You guys have been wrastling in here or something?" Klaus questioned. Allison simply answered by pointing towards where Poet stood, touching the Swedish guy's messed up eye. "Oh. Oh, I see."
"I did this to a guy one once," Poet commented. "Though, this seems like a rookie did it." She glanced at Allison. "Really went in there."
Klaus leaned down next to her as she stood up, eating the rest of the cookie. "It's gonna be one of those kinda nights, huh?" He fixed his sleeves. "So, are we burnin' or buryin'?"
Allison shook her head at him and Poet laughed a bit.
"I can help you take the body somewhere else..." she started. "Bury it very, very deep."
She and Klaus looked at each other and snickered at how dirty that sounded.
"Um, wh-what?"
"Just... ignore them, Ray."
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"Are you kidding me?"
"You said I could hire my own team."
"Yes, but I didn't mean him, for God's sake," the Handler said, gesturing to Diego who kept clutching his necklace. "If you don't see the problem with hiring you-know-who's brother, then you're not ready for that badge."
"I'm sorry, but I really need to get going to my girlfriend," Diego emphasized the word "girlfriend" as he stared at Lila.
"Shut up!" Both Lila and the Handler exclaimed.
"I can't do this job," Lila started, "if you don't trust my instincts."
"Sweetheart, your vagina needs glasses," the older woman commented. "A taken man is not worth it."
"Mum!" Lila exclaimed. "Oh, my God. This may shock you, but not everyone here likes you."
"Sounds ridiculous, but go on."
"You need fresh blood loyal to us and not the old regime," Diego looked at the girl. "I've seen Diego in the field. He is so much better trained than most of the assholes here. Why waste that when we can use it? He'll be my personal responsibility."
The Handler glanced at Diego and he just quickly smiled. "You know, your brother Five and I... we have quite... a colorful history."
She winked at him.
"My brother has beef with everybody," Diego said, "me included."
"Let me ask you something. When you're looking down the barrel of a gun, where do your loyalties lie, with your family, your relationship, or your principles?"
"With me," and Poet and Paris. "I don't belong to anybody," maybe Poet. "Especially Lila."
"That I can work with," the Handler said. "Run him through orientation, fill out his start paperwork." Lila started to smile widely. "But... if he ruffles even one feather, you will kill him yourself. Understood?"
"Thanks, Mum." Lila stood up, dragging Diego with her and leading him to wherever she wanted him to go to. "It's a really big place. Do not get lost."
"Or what? You'll kill me?"
"Oh, you still mad about that, you big baby?" Lila questioned. "I could've killed your girlfriend if you wanted me to."
Diego snorted. "Please, she'd kill you. But, I love being drugged and kidnapped and threatened with murders."
"Okay, well, let's just make sure you're the best agent possible," the girl said, "and no one has to worry about who kills who, okay?"
"Wait, Lila, I need to get outta here. I promised something."
"Relax," she simply said as the two stopped. Diego took notice of how close they were and he stepped back, but she stepped closer. He sighed and stepped back.
"No, I do not have time for this now," he said.
"We have all the time in the world," Lila tried to reassure.
"What is it you people do here, exactly?" Diego questioned, looking around and trying to see if there's anything he can escape to.
"Oh, that's the best part," Lila said. "We protect the timeline. You know all that lone wolf superhero shit? Tiny taters compared to what you could do here."
"Hold up, tiny taters," Diego grabbed her by her forearm, "so the Commission controls time? Wait, like, everything in time?"
"Or more like we maintain the correct timeline, but, basically, yeah."
"How the shit do you do that?"
"Well, come on, I'll show you."
Lila walked off and Diego followed after her, his fingers grazing the metal band on the chain around his neck. He looked around a room confusedly when Lila stopped in her tracks.
"Dropping off a new recruit," she said.
An instructor turned to look at the two. "Welcome to orientation," she said, passing Lila some type of packet. "Take this."
"Wait a second—"
"Okay."
"Open your welcome package and grab a seat. All questions will be answered at the end of the film."
"How long is this?" Diego questioned.
"Sit your ass down," the instructor demanded.
Diego did so and Lila placed the things that were handed to her on the table. She leaned down and Diego tilted his head a bit back. "Uh... I really need this to work, so... don't screw it up. Okay, bye."
Diego immediately blocked her kiss and he shook his head.
"I told you multiple times, Lila, I have someone. I have a girlfriend that I love very much. I don't see you like that..."
Lila nodded a bit, trying to hide the disappointment, anger, and embarrassment coursing through her.
"Fine."
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
sorry for not updating! really.
im falling behind on five classes
and it's really stressful, but
thank you all for being understanding
and for wishing me happy birthday.
love you all ❤️