to feel is to love, on all accounts ⊹ ‧₊˚
┊ 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵, solider 001 gets adopted by a spy to create a fake family for the sake of world peace. in this, she begins to learn how to feel and love once again.
☆彡 spy x family x...
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━ chap 3. secure a wife! ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
"OKAY WITH ALL DO disrespect, he looks horrendous." [y/n] bluntly states as she points to dolled up franky in a dress.
"i don't want this mama." anya adds, looking at her father while also pointing at the scruffy man.
loid could only sigh, reviewing his work on his informant friend for a moment. "no. this won't do." he says, shaking his head. "i don't think you pull off the mother role, franky."
"think is pushing it." the teen mumbles as she fiddles with her new walkman in the living room couch.
"with all your talent for disguise, this was the best you could come up with? really?!" the scruffy man retorts, basically throwing a fit.
"there's only so much i can do with that body type." the spy retorts, walking back to the couch.
"i can't believe i volunteered for this!"
"here, have a peanut."
loid only sighs, operation strix was going somewhat well. but things were never cut and dry when your the west's best spy.
noticing his sour mood, [y/n] decides to encourage him a bit.
"hey don't look so down." she muses, grabbing her father's attention. "there's gotta be at least someone who wants you."
the man could quite literally feel the sarcasm dripping from her mouth. and the only response the girl got was a silent glare, making her snicker.
he runs a hand through his blonde hair. "there's no other way around it, then."
"I'LL GO FIND A WIFE."
his words make his eldest daughter deadpan before regaining her composure.
'to be honest, i was just joking.' [y/n] thinks as she looks through her multiple cassette tapes. 'i doubt there would be anyone who would want to deal with our situation.'
⨳ 𓏲˖ 💭 ˖ ࣪ 🥜 ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.
THE NEXT DAY...
franky came into the apartment carrying a huge stack of papers before setting them down on the coffee table with a loud thud.
"i copied all the files of unmarried women from city hall." he states, showing loid who sat on the couch.
"great thanks." he simply replies, as he takes a paper from the stack.
all the while [y/n], could only stare at her father in disgust and horror. 'listen, i've done some real dirty work before but this is just down right creepy?!'
