#agentbrompton

Girls Chase Boys - Ingrid Michaelson

Dean is laid back on the couch, looking through old paperwork that somehow survived the Snap. He has no idea how it did, but he guesses that since it was left alone, there was no way to lose it. No one's going to go through paperwork when half the world disappears.

He scowls as he finds an old incident report involving John Churchill.

"It's one to forgive but it's hard to forget..." he grumbles, taking a sip of his tea.

"You..." It wasn't that he was having one of his off days with talking, more that he had totally forgotten.

Matías’s godparents: Stiles and IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE @theghostofagentweiss but nooooo. 

Having had become somewhat of a regular among S.H.I.E.L.D.’s guest list, Arrie had taken it upon herself to wander a bit... Specifically, she was on the hunt for food. She had passed by some agents with some delicious-looking pastries, and being who she was, well... She got a bit peckish. 

No one had given her the protocols for where guests could get a snack though, or even if she was allowed to have one. Arrie DID have quite the appetite, so maybe S.H.I.E.L.D. had purposely “forgotten” to mention anything of it. Still, it didn’t stop her from sneaking into the kitchen and raiding it.

Arrie had managed to dig up some days-old leftover pastries. Surely no one would miss them, right? That was what she thought anyways before she saw the shocked look on the stranger’s face, who had just walked in on a raccoon’d shapeshifter stuffing her face while sitting on the countertop.

SHIT.

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