[sorry bout not posting much,life has been a hard rock :] ]
A thud came from infront of me,i froze,not wanting to make any sudden moves as it could be literally anyone,a murderer,a serial killer,a random citzen,a supervillian,a villian or a superhero...really wishing its the last one or the third one,i mean,some villians are fine but ehhhh really depends...okay i should probably stop ranting..
'wilbur!'
my neck snapped up (not literally,i hope) ,i looked at the person infront of me,white goggles,fluffy brown hair,404 stiched onto the front of the suit,a mushroom hat onto of the chocolate brown hair....
'george!'
'wilbur,shut up,dont call me that while im on the job!'
'gogy!'
'no! wilbur,just call me 404 while im on the job!'
i rolled my eyes,why does the agency have such a strict policy...actually dont answer that,i wouldnt want george getting murdered either..
'404!'
'hey wil!',geo- 404 said,obviously smiling under the goggles plus the face mask he has to wear,to protect his identity.
'can i atleast call you....g? its literally just a letter' i pleaded,404 is to annoying to say (and write)
'no wil,the agency will flip if they find out somebody is calling me a nickname on the job,unless its like error or something' 404 said,obviously hating the agency more than i do,which by the way,i thought was impossible....i may or may not have tried to burn the agency's building down but sadly manifold got there like 2 minutes after,water powers,am i right?? of course i am.
'fine....anyway lets skip past the name thing,mate i havent saw you in what....5 months?how are you doing,i heard you went up a rank,apperently ram went down like 5'
i stiffled a laugh,full on knowing 404 was to.
'yeah he did! god do i wish he was down at the bottom, shit goes down in the agency, which by the way, isnt my fault ... maybe....ok it was only once i dropped rams trophy and may or may not have let smile out of jail...and he went on a heist right away'
i smiled at george,knowing a hero was on the same level of mischeif as me really made me happy, maybe we can team up to burn the agency.....okay! ill stop thinking about that i guess
'speaking about smile, how are you guys doing ?' i smirked but atlast it fell as soon as it showed
'how are you and quackity,hm' he said while his face was still bright red,even with the orange light of the street lamp shined on him,he was still quite red.
'we're quite good, thanks for asking though'
i got a shiver up my spine,no it wasnt cause i talked about quackity, it felt like something was watching me,or maybe two things..
'-ilbur, wilbur!'
i snapped out of my trance, 404 looking me up and down , trying to see if anything was wrong or if i was hurt.
'huh, what?'
'you zoned out, is there something wrong' he tilted his head sideways like a bird.
'no no nothings wrong, just zoned out like i do on a daily basis' okay half truth half lie....eh more of a lie though.
'mhm of cour-'
a big fucking boom intrupted us.
'well thats my que to leave i guess, nice talking to you wil, ill maybe see you next week , im off the whole week, i dont know why though to be honest.' 404 said as he turned around and climbed up one of the ladders to get up ontop of the building.
'right, bye george!' i shouted abit cause i knew he wouldnt hear me normally talking from that far away.
'wilbur,i told you not to call me that!'
'sorry!' i shouted as a slighty laughed.
i hadnt really thought about it but the burn on my back was getting worse, it was like somebody was glaring at me while making a sacrifice to sbi...
i ignore it,brushing it off as just a small animal like a fox or something gaurding its nest.
and that night wilbur walked home,not realizing he was being watched by people far better or far worse than a fox,depends on what he thinks...
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thanks for reading,ive been trying to get my writing better and chapters longer but it is quite hard,i dont know how you guys do it!
yes,i changed my user,i didnt steal my own work or anything!
have a nice day,afternoon or night,make sure to drink water or get something to eat,your choice :]
-Ash :}