Red Vs Blue Book of One-Shots

Books are STILL boring AU

Locus was done with all of his finals. He's waiting for the results, but he think he did pretty well. The grades were going to show up tonight, and this was going to decide if he could be an agent or not.

Even as a kid, Locus liked to play FBI, solve crimes, beat the bad guys up, and drive around the neighborhood in a kiddie police car.

In his opinion, his origin story sounded a lot like Nicholas Angel from Hot Fuzz (Great dreaming movie), and honestly, he didn't mind a single bit.

Yes, he needed to switch off that melodramatic brain of his sometimes, but it was difficult to slam on the brakes when you're heading towards the cliff. Felix was like a passenger that messed with the car's functions to make it come to a screeching halt.

Yes, Locus got some whiplash from acting normal, but eventually, the pain became... Good. It became a healthy habit.

Locus was always the outlier, the outcast, and nearly any other noun or adjective that has a prefix of out.

But now he's normal. And he, strangely enough, has Felix to thank.

However, as Felix came bursting into the dorm room during Locus' nap, the awoken giant wanted to strange him.

Sadly, only a muffled growl got vocalized through the pillows. Locus was about get up, but Felix tackled him, constructing him in some form of cuddling/army hold. Locus sighed.

"What are you do-"

"I passed! I passed the test you helpful little shit! I'm gonna be a god damn FBI agent!" Felix exclaimed, his snake hold suffocating the other even more.

"Wh-Wait, the passing students were posted? Show me!"

Felix grinned as wide as his sanity would let him, and finally let go.

"Don't worry. You passed with flying colors of the rainbow."

"I... What rank of the class?"

Felix winked "First."

Locus' world seemed to freeze. This is what he's always wanted. Someone who supported him and a dream job that would keep him constantly on his toes and excited with every step. He wanted the challenges, but the first being able to prove your worth in college.

And he did it.

Locus gave Felix and attack hug, way more tight than any of Felix's. The two were laughing, talking about the future as they heated up leftover pizza. It seemed so domestic. So normal.

So peaceful.

They both knew it wasn't their style, but hey, it's the longest break they've had in a while. They deserved this.

~~~~~

"Agent McScouty."

"That's not your actual last name."

"Oh? What's yours, Mr. Mysterious Boyfriend?"

"..."

"Exactly. Damn it, if I'm ever having a kid his last name is McScouty. You can't stop me."

"Yes, actually, I can."

"... Possibly."

"Absolutely."

"If I say yes will you let me name my son McScouty?!"

"... Fine." Locus smiled, as he learned a long time ago that sometimes it's better off if you give in o something stupid.

Take Felix, for instance.

"Yes. Sharkface McScouty. I can see it now."

Locus shook his head, and started to wander off from Felix as he started to talk to himself. It took the Sharkface father five minutes before he realized that Locus was holding two coffee cups.

"Where'd you get that from?"

"The coffee shop..?"

"When?"

"Just now."

"But- I was talking!"

"Yes. And it was annoying... So I left."

Felix poured, but couldn't help but start to laugh. Felix acting childish always ended with him breaking due to Locus' reactions to it.

"I swear, you're gonna be the death of me, Loco."

"Ditto here, Jerk."

"Ouch. My feels."

"... I'm not gonna ask."

"It's a fangirl term, gosh..."

Locus sighed, handing Felix his coffee S they continued walking along the campus. They had a long road ahead of them.

Ah, what the hell, why not crack a few jokes along the way?

It was all part of a routine called healthy habit.

Sometimes... You just need a complete asshole to help you regain you sanity.

...

Trust me, it'll make sense later.