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by Aleksisx

by Aleksisx

"Pip pip a doodly doo." I laugh as I watch Drake and Josh while eating a tub of cookie dough ice cream. Drake and Josh sum me up in a nutshell, I'm not even joking. I'm like a mix of both, it really depends on my mood.

I look up when I hear the doorbell ring, I groan loudly and pause Bell and Peck, then I stand up and walk to the door.

"Don't be awkward, don't be awkward..." I say to myself as I open the door. "Hello?"

"Hi, I'm agent Rogers and this is agent Barton we're the FBI" a tall man motions to himself then to his partner, which both are actually hot, "may we come in?"

"Uh...sure." I open the door a little more so they can walk in, as they walk in I of course glance sneakily at their ass, then I close the door and walk in front of them. "You can sit on the couch if you want, do you guys want water?"

"Please." The tall man answers as they both sit down, "What else do you have?" says the other man.

"Well...I got orange juice, milk, lemonade, ya know all the hardcore stuff." I smile slightly.

He chuckles slightly and responds, "Water." I nod and as I turn around and walk to the kitchen I see them looking around the living room, oh god are they some burglars and I just let them in into my house? I should've asked to see their badges, the only reason I didn't ask was because I was distracted by their stupid hot faces. Shit.

"Where are your parents?" I'm guessing the tall guy asks.

"Work, well my dad is. My mom's in the hospital." I say as I grab two glasses and start adding water and ice into them.

"Why is your mom in the hospital?" The other guy asks, I stiffen and walk back with there water and see the shorter man eating my ice cream. That asshole.

"Don't you fucking touch my ice cream you asshole." I take my ice cream from him and put the lid on it, then I hand them their water. The taller man widens his eyes slightly and glances at the other agent.

"Sorry, uh, it looked good and I just...ya know...it was there..." The shorter agent tries to explain but the taller agent interrupts.

"It won't happen again. Now, we're here to talk about your relation to Mahzar Fahkar. From what we understand she died right after she left your house." He tries to smile then gets all serious which is also hot. I need to chill.

"Right, she was my friend. Well not friend, more like 'I kinda have to be friends with you because you're really smart and if you're my friend you'll save my GPA next year.' kind of thing. But yeah she did die while she was walking home, a dog got her right?" I say as to the men as there face gets more serious and serious by the second. And all I can think about is Drake and Josh's faces on the TV because I paused it when they were getting arrested, so their faces are kinda hilarious.

"Were you affected in any way when you heard of her death?" Again says the tall man, the shorter man just stares at the TV and smiles slightly. Does he like that show? I think he does, he has earned my respect.

"My future GPA took it the hardest, but yeah I guess. It was a life. Do you guys mind if I see your badges?" I gained back the attention of the shorter man. I grab my phone and they glance at eachother.

"Yeah, sure." The short agent says and they both grab their badges and they both hand them to me. I look up FBI badges and compare their badges to the ones I see.

"You guys aren't the FBI, what are you guy's names?" I glare slightly and look up at them.

They both sigh and the tall man looks at me, "Sam and Dean Winchester."