That's Not My Neighbor- One shots

Tired Helper

Requested By: AvaVeevo

(Anastacha's POV)

My fingers grow in the straps of my bag as I open the door to the Doorsman's office.

My mom and Dad suggested I should get some work experience before I'm finished with School, and the Doorman did seem to need some help so I'm here.

As the door creaks open the Doorman turns to look, before greeting me with a smile, "Hey kiddo" they say with a gentle wave, I wave back slowly before dropping my bags on the floor, "Mm, Hey.." I mumble back as I get a chair and set it next to them.

"How was school?" They ask as I sit down, "It was alright...or whatever" I mumble again, leaning my elbows on the desk. "Of course" they chuckle a bit, "Well, since your here we might as well start working" they say as they press the button to signal the other neighbors to walk up to the window.

My tired eyes stare at the faint cracks in the wall behind the glass before being blocked by a neighbor walking up.

"Hello" the neighbor spoke before handing over there ID and Entry request. The doorsman checks the Request while I check the ID. "Robertsky..Peachman" I mumble as I look through the lineup of numbers making up the ID, I hated numbers and math in general.

But knowing numbers, and their orders can be helpful. Especially in this scenario, but it appeared everything is correct..well, that's at first glance.

But in a tiny corner under the left eye is a small mole. Slowly both my eyes and the Doormans glare at the Doppleganger. "What's with the mole Robertsky?" The doorsman asked before the Dopples eyes widen with tints of red.

"YOU SON OF A BI-" It's voices being muffled by the window cover, and the blaring as I start Dialing the DDD.

The DDD eventually arrive and the window cover lifts up, "Cleaning protocol Completed, you may continue your job" the agents muffled voice says before dragging the Dopples body away.