Mobility Scooters and Dull Rainbows

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Hotch: Did everyone remember to get some sleep?

Prentiss is typing

Hotch: Oh for christs sake-

Prentiss: 🎶Do you remember?💃🎶

JJ: 🎶The very first night of september🎶

Morgan: Can y'all pass whatever drugs y'all are taking?

Rossi: Probably hand sanitizer

Prentiss: Come on it was one time

Hotch: Back to the point, did you guys remember to catch up on sleep like you promised?

Morgan: Now hold on, i didn't promise shi-

Hotch: Language.

Morgan: Shipyard

Prentiss: SHIPYARD??😭

Hotch: Of course you didn't promise a shipyard, you live in the goddamn capital.

Rossi: Well so do i and i own a boat.

Prentiss: You probably own half of central Budapest and a nice vacation home in Sarajevo too.

JJ: Don't forget a nice pink Honda Dio.

Morgan: Or a mobility scooter.

Prentiss: In pink??

Garcia: Ngl i see it, Rossi gives girlypop vibes.

Prentiss: I have a vivid imagine of Rossi driving on a pink mobility scooter through central Budapest and i can't say it's pleasant.

Morgan: LMAO😭

Rossi: I was gonna say you all need to see a therapist but i don't even think a preist could exorcise whatever demon possesses you.

Garcia: The mobility scooter definitely has a bow.

JJ: A pink bow.

Reid came online

Reid: What's happening?

Hotch: Don't even.

Reid went offline

Prentiss: Isn't it like hot in Budapest?

Garcia: The scooter probably has an umbrella too.

JJ: With barbie.

Prentiss: Rossi is just girlbossing, gatekeeping, gaslighting through Budapest.

Garcia: of course he is

JJ: okay now i'm worried

Hotch: Anyways

Reid came online

Reid: Guys it's too early for this

Prentiss: 🎶Do you get déjà vu?🎶

Morgan: Hold on is it just me that's a little worried on how prentiss knows a song for every word?

Rossi: It's because she doesn't listen to the same 3 songs on her ipod for 10 years, Morgan.

Morgan: I do not.

Reid: Right, it's 4 songs.

Morgan: Fuck off

Hotch: Language.

Garcia: I baked cookies

Rossi: Is everyone just high today?

Prentiss: No i'm surprisingly sober.

Hotch: Surprisingly?

Prentiss: That came out wrong.

Morgan: That's what your mom said

Prentiss: I'll show you what your mom said.

Rossi: Whoa, let's just all take a breather.

Prentiss: I bet Reid's the only one who knows what that means since he does yoga.

Reid: Don't drag me into this!

Garcia: ...i still baked cookies?

Rossi: I feel like i'm babysitting a bunch of toddlers

Prentiss: i read a book yesterday spence

Reid: That's awesome! What was it about?

Prentiss: Spaghetti and bread sticks

Reid: ...what?

JJ: It was a menu card at olive garden, spence.

Reid: That's... not a book.

Rossi: Probably the closets she's read to a book in 30 years.

Morgan: what the fuck are you on emily?

Prentiss: Uh a chair

Morgan: *dramatic sigh*

Rossi: ...nel nome del padre, salvami, amen.

Reid: That's a prayer.

Rossi: Yeah, she needs it.

Hotch: You do know the shift starts at 9 am, that's in half an hour.

Reid: 28 minutes, actually.

Hotch: Reid.

Reid: Sorry.

Garcia: I still baked cookies?

Prentiss: Weed?

Hotch: Emily what the fuck is the matter with you?

Morgan: Language.

Hotch is typing

JJ: i don't think it's just Prentiss that needs a prayer anymore.

Rossi: I don't think a prayer can save him.

Reid: should i organize my bookshelf in alphabetical order, chronological order, release date, or author name?

Garcia: You should do a rainbow.

JJ: Considering most of his books are brown, it would be a very dull rainbow.

Garcia: Stop crushing my dreams.

Reid: I have colorful books, actually.

Morgan: Reid that one book your father got you for your 7th birthday 25 years ago doesn't count.

Reid: stop being mean to me

Garcia: What happened to hotch?

Emily: I think steam started smoking from his ears due to rage and he blew up like the aunt in Harry Potter.

Morgan: You're suggesting he flew off?

Emily: I've seen some mad shit before.

Hotch: Neither of those happened, i simply have a child to need to.

Emily: imagine

Hotch: Emily you're like 40, act like it.

Emily: no

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