Assassin[No longer being updated]

2) Boss

(Kinda proof read)

"OI WAKE THE FUCK UP," Tommy yelled in the small car. I let out a tired groan. "Why the fuck do you have to yell?" I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. "Cause we're here!" he motioned at the underground garage that we were in.

"cAuSe We'Re hErE," I mocked his tone. "Don't fucking tease ME bitch!" Tommy laughed. We stepped out of the car and walked into the fact building.

We walked to the front desk ran by Tubbo. I told Wilbur that I was going to kill him if he made Tubbo do any dirty work. Despite the one year difference in our age Tubbo and Tommy were like my younger brothers.

"Why do you reek of alcohol? And smoke?" Tubbo pinched the bridge of his nose. "Y'know that douche bag that came in a few months ago begging you to let him see Wilbur?" I asked him. "Oh yeah that guy. I'm guessing he didn't keep his word?" Tubbo asked.

I nodded. "Anyways, I came to see what else Wilbur wanted me to do." I said leaning against the counter. Tommy let out an annoyed sigh. "Oh yeah what he wants me and Tommy to do next." I giggled.

"He shouldn't be busy right now." Tubbo looked at the monitor next to him. "Thanks, we will probably go out for pizza later. Wanna join us?" I asked the male.

"Sounds good just call me whenever you guys are free!" He waved bye to the two of you.

I walked into Wilbur's office and sat down in a chair, Tommy sitting next to me. I remember the first time I saw his office.

The way the bright white walls clashed with the dark wood desk and doors. He had a few potted plants surrounding the room. I don't know whether they were real or fake, but I didn't really care. Wilbur had large windows behind his desk, that looks over the bustling city that layed before him.

It blew my mind at the time how he managed to grow an illegal gang, but conceal it from outside government forces. Then I learned that we had people who covered up our crimes. Especially mine. Then I was given Tommy as an apprentice. I wasn't happy at first, then I learned that it was easier to kill people and runaway with someone than it was to run on my own.

"Ever heard of knocking?" The fluffy haired male chuckled.

"Eh maybe I'll learn it later, but anyways I killed that douche bag." I propped my feet on the side of the chair. "Did anything bad happen to you?" Wilbur asked you.

Despite Wilbur being my boss and everything, we were close friends. He cared about my well being along with Tommy's and Tubbo's. He notices my pause, and turns to Tommy.

"The bitch tried to rape her," Tommy said with his arms crossed.  "Tommy! You snitch!" I slumped in my chair. "He did what!?" Wilbur leaned back in his chair and took a few deep breaths.

"See, this is why I want Tommy to do the killing. The chances of him getting hurt are far lower than you are." Wilbur folded his hands and waited for your response.

"His chances of getting injured are lower because he'll get killed before they have a chance to lay a finger on him. Besides he has to finish his spy training before he's able to hold poker face while being interrogated by men much larger than him." I motioned towards The blond male.

"She is right, the rate of men dying while being assassins or spies is far greater than women." Tommy kept his voice low slightly afraid of what Wilbur would do if he talked back to him in a professional work setting.

"See!? I would rather myself get hurt than put Tommy's life on the line!" I tried not to raise my voice. "I don't like it when bad things happen to you!" Wilbur was clearly distressed. "The thing that makes me so good at this job is because I'm willing to get hurt to finish the job." I was standing up.

"I am giving you two one more chance before you two become clean up crew. If the either of you get hurt, it's over." Wilbur said channeling you energy.

"Okay fine, what's the next mission?" I asked sitting in my chair, folding my arms.

"You two will attend a meeting with me and Dream. After that, I hope you two will have enough information to find a way into his organization, and kill Dream or find a way to make Dream become allies with us." Wilbur carded his hands through his hair.

"Dream?! Are you trying to make us lose our jobs?" Tommy shouted. "Yeah! Fucking Dream? He's the most powerful leader!? Oh my god," I whined like a child.

"I mean I gave you two options." Wilbur smiled. He knew that I would almost never miss the chance to kill. "So all we have to do is either kill Dream or convince Dream to create an alliance with us?" I asked making sure I heard his words correctly.

Wilbur nodded. "Okay, I have a plan." I said leaning back in my chair. I had a confident expression on my face.

"Okay, good luck." Wilbur dismissed us. "Also we're still having pizza at my place right?" Wilbur asked.

God I hate how he goes from boss to best friend so quickly.

"Of course and we invited Tubbo," I smiled as I walked put with Tommy.

After the large dark oak doors closed behind us, I let out a sigh. "Yeah so what the hell is the plan?" Tommy asked. "I have no fucking clue. I couldn't let Wilbur think that this mission was too much for us." I say looking down in shame.

"Eh good point. Let's go home for the day. We'll meet Wilbur at his place tonight." Tommy walked with me to get our cars. "Okay I'll see you tonight then." I waved at him.

I pulled my keys out of my purse and got into my car.

After I was inside the car, I let out a sigh.

How the fuck was I suppose to get Dream to trust me?

Dream was the most powerful person. If you looked at him wrong on the streets, he would send people after you. He had some of the most powerful weapons in the world. Of course he didn't run his buisness alone. His right hand men, George and Sapnap, weren't as bad as Dream was himself. They were more empathetic and they were the ones who made sure that everyone knew their place.

After knowing this little of information, I still couldn't think of a way to get a way to squeeze me and Tommy into a place at his organization.