'Professional' FBI Agents

Jeremiah

•••••• using the prompt given to me by @ katfade from TUMBLR, so naturally this is dedicated to you! Thanks!!!! :D••••••

Ellie had spoken to Seaver, a prodigy who entered the BAU like herself, still in her teens. Seaver spoke of how they were lovely and professional but I needed to earn their trust and not expect it, because I wouldn't get anywhere otherwise. She told me that I should jump at the chance if I was ever invited to go out with them, because damn did they know how to party.

My first case with the BAU was wonderful and oddly simple. I was getting acquainted with Garcia, as I still didn't have my gun license, but I didn't mind, I was helpful, I was included and I knew that I would become great friends with each and every single one of them. When everyone came back, Garcia and I were there to greet them and Rossi invited me, along with everyone else to his mansion for an initiation party of sorts, where alcohol would be consumed and he was going to cook us all an amazing Italian pasta dish. I jumped at the chance, as did everyone else except from Aaron, who had promised Jack an avenger's night in.

I raced to get ready, choosing a pair of black skinnies and a royal purple shirt, excitedly got into my car and drove to Rossi's mansion. I couldn't wait! Alcohol and one of those pool things that are supposed to look like a pond could only mean huge amounts of fun! I knocked on the door, which was instantly thrown open by Garcia, who excitedly dragged me to the kitchen and handed me a bright red shot, which smelled much like pure vodka...

***Hotch***

He tried to call each of his team members once more, for the sixth time. It was strange of them not to answer.... Wait, he suddenly remembered Ellie's initiation party and sighed deeply as he began the walk to his car. As he drove to Rossi's he strongly hoped that his team were all fully dressed and he wouldn't see Rossi's bare ass again, 'cos god knows the first time was plenty enough Rossi ass for him. As he opened the door, he wondered what lay ahead for him this time, surely it wouldn't be that bad. Damn was he wrong. Stepping over JJ, Emily and Garcia (each covered in a large amount of glitter, who the hell even had glitter anyway?) who seemed to have fallen into a drunken pile up, he slowly made his way throughout the house, locating each of his team member, making sure they were still alive and hadn't done anything too stupid. He couldn't figure out why they were all covered in a ridiculous amount of glitter, or why Ellie had fluorescent pink hands. Finishing locating his team members, Hotch began making his way back to Rossi when he heard a noise coming from the kitchen. What the hell is that he thought to himself, as he speedily walked into the kitchen and the sight that he happened upon would forever be etched into his brain....
There was a fucking llama on the breakfast counter. A bright pink llama, covered in glitter, just standing on the damn breakfast counter in the kitchen, eating apples from the fruit bowl.
"What the actual fuck!!!"
A clearly hungover and somewhat pale Rossi shuffled into the kitchen, simply stating "Oh, that's Jeremiah..."