Agent 38: In The Making

Chapter 22: Catching Feelings

*Sorry if nothing sounds realistic. This is a fictional story.*
Eight let out a small grunt as Three stitched her wound back together with surprising gentleness. Once he was done, she whirled and gave him a hug that forced him to lay down.
     "Thanks, Three!" Eight said, getting off as he sat back up. Usually, she would've blushed, but this time, she didn't. And neither did he.
     She stared into his moonlit orange eyes that looked so much better than when they weren't teal green.
     Cod... She thought. Why does he have to look so fricking handsome?
     She smiled and pulled him into another hug. "You didn't have to come back for me, y'know."
     "Of course I did!" Three exclaimed. "You're litterally our best Agent!"
     Eight pulled away and sat down in front of him, criss-crossed knees almost touching. "That is an extremely false statement. You could kick my butt any day of the week. In fact, you already did in the Metro."
     "Ha!" He laughed. "Extremely doubtful. I was being controlled in the Metro, and it wasn't even a fair fight. If we dueled or something, I'm pretty sure you'd win."
     Eight smiled. "Bet?"
     He shook her hand. "Bet."
     She turned to the side of the helicopter, letting her legs hang out of the open space as Three scooted next to her. Eight layed her head down on his lap and grinned up at him, to which he blushed.
     "You pick the day, I'll be there." She said.
     He laughed. "You're the one who just got tortured by your ex best friend. It'd only be fair if you choose the day."
     "Okay." Eight said with a chuckle. "Tomorrow, 10 AM at Tentakeel Outpost? Ink-based weapons, three minutes?"
     He smiled down at her, stroking the hair out of her face. "Sure. I need a bit of training anyway."
     They both turned their heads to gaze out at the moonlit sky, stars littered across the atmosphere and small clouds swirling around in the wind. Her eyelids drooped heavily after a few minutes of silence, which was odd. She hadn't done anything particularly tiring, except screaming and fighting for a bit. Eight heard Aaron's footsteps clambering up the ladder as she curled up and fell asleep on Three's lap, wind whooshing lightly through her hair.

*Around 9 hours later...*
     Eight woke up on a surprisingly plush thing. Probably a bed. With a pillow supporting her head, and hair wildy spread around. Eight opened her eyes and tried to sit up a little, but felt something long and heavy draped over her chest. She looked down and saw Three's arm slung across her stomach. His eyes were closed and mouth opened slightly, breathing warm air onto her neck. His hair was down for once, leaving two strands of semi long hair littered across his shoulders. Wait.
     He was sleeping in the same bed that she had been sleeping in.
     Oh, squit.
     Blush immediately dusted her face, and her thoughts scrambled around nervously.
     What do I do!? What do I do!?!?!?! If I wake him up, he'll be mad, but if I don't, he'll wake up with me right next to him!
     Three started to wake up at her little movements, and she grabbed a pillow and started beating the carp out of his face, to which he instantly started laughing.
     "You s-scared the carp out of me!" Eight stuttered, rolling him off the bed and throwing pillows at him. She sat down on his stomach and pinned his hands to the ground with a sly smile. "Don't underestimate me."
     He laughed again, warm air on her neck. "I suppose you're going to win at the duel today," Three said. "Assuming I don't underestimate you."
     She bashed another pillow across his face and got off his stomach.
     "What time is it?" Eight asked. Three checked a small watch that wrapped around his wrist.
     "9:24." Three responded. He looked at her with a smug smile as she grabbed her Hero clothing and ran to the restroom to get changed. She slipped on the rubbery outfit and came back out to Three waiting by the door, already changed into his own Hero suit. He didn't have the cape nor the headphones on, so it looked kind of odd, but she didn't exactly care. Eight grabbed the keys and rushed out of the house, inkpack slung across her back. She lost Three along the way, so she assumed he went to go get breakfast or something, and she dove into the grate to Octo Canyon.
     As she walked along the path, Agent 4, Callie, Marie, Pearl, Marina, Gabriel, and Cuttlefish greeted her, and told her Pearl and Marina would now be referred to as Agents 5 and 6, as a thank you for helping Eight save the world. And that Gabriel would be considered Agent 7, as they all deemed his combat skills and determination worthy to be an Agent. And they all wanted him to be with his sister.
     Eight found a large space where the duel could take place easily, without anyone getting in the way. They all asked her what she was doing, and she told them that she and Agent 3 would be having a training duel, and they could watch if they wanted to. Four and Gabriel ran to go get what Aaron called "Popcorn" while the rest of the Agents sat down on a ledge, watching from above. When Three finally came, he had his Hero Shot in hand. He spotted Gabriel and said he'd gone looking for the Octoling, but to no avail.
     Eight grabbed the Hero Dualies that Aaron had let her borrow, and they stepped on the battlefield. Eight bit her lip, Three furrowed his brows.
     "Ready...?" Callie called down at them.
     "Get set...!" Marie yelled.
     "Go, go, GO!" Pearl shouted.
     Eight stayed still for a moment, debating her options, and dodge-rolled out of the way when Three started attacking. He started running after her, his ink unable to reach. When she ran out of space to run, she took two long strides along a short wall and backflipped off of it, snickering at Three when he looked up at her, astonished. He quickly whirled and lunged for her, and she dodge-rolled out of the way again, smacking a Dualie against the back of his head. She looked up to see the other Agents laughing, then Aaron started pointing frantically at a shadow behind her. She felt something smash into her back and twisted around just before she hit the ground. Three was on top of her, ready to shoot.
     Eight smiled and jabbed her Dualie in between his shoulder, and the arm holding his gun went limp.
     "What the-?" Three started. She rolled out from under him, jabbing her Dualie in between his leg, and that leg collapsed, too. He fell backwards onto the ground with a grunt, reaching for his Hero Shot, before she pressed a foot onto his stomach and put a Dualie to his neck. She leaned in close and dropped her voice to a whisper.
     "Told you not to underestimate me." Eight said with a smug smile. He laughed.
     "And... TIME!" Marina yelled.
     She got off of him and offered a hand to help him up. He gladly took it and stumbled to standing.
     "What did you do?" He asked with an alarmed grin, trying to shake out his numb arm.
     "They're called pressure points," Eight responded simply. "If I jab them hard enough, they'll either make a certain limb hurt, or make it go numb. But don't worry, feeling should start to return in a few minutes or so."
     The Agents all jumped down from the ledge, applauding.
     Gabriel smiled and nodded respectfully. Aaron threw his arms around her and yelled, "It's a miracle! The mighty, undefeated Agent 3 has finally been conquered! Make way for our new best Agent, the powerful Agent 8!"
     Callie joined in the hug, while Marie simply clapped with a respectful smile. Pearl slapped her heartily on the back and also joined the hug, while Marina patted her head with a wide smile. When they all finally released her, they parted away and made space for Three to limp towards her. He held up his hand and she slapped it with a grin.
     "I'll gladly pass the title," He said. "But don't worry, the rematch is coming."
     The small crowd of Agents went wild.

It has been confirmed! Agent 8 has now taken the title of strongest Agent, with Three coming in a close second!
(Tell me in the comments section if you would like to see a bit of Gabriel x Aaron or Agent 24 hehe)
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