One Shots| Thomas Sangster

MyConscience|Thomas

The only hotel in the middle of the desert.
Not only did I have to fly out to film this super secret movie out in the sand dunes, but I had dragged out the whole Marvel crew with my friend Aaron Taylor Johnson to film AOS scenes because of the schedules. Boy, must they be happy with me.

I grabbed my bag and left my hotel room, followed by my furry dog. I pressed the elevator button and took a knee, placing my dog's harness on him without the leash. I got to my feet and impatiently pressed the button again.

"Why is this taking so damn long?" I said out loud, pressing the button several times.

"Hello?" I heard a muffled voice. I looked around me looking for the source; nothing. I looked down to my dog who looked at me, tilting his head to the side.

"Hello? Can anyone hear me?" The voice called again with a beautiful accent.

"Who's there?" I asked, listening to the voice coming from the elevator.

"It's me." He answered.

"Are you my conscience?" I smiled listening to a pair of laughs.

"Yeah, I'm your conscience." I heard the smile in his voice, "We haven't spoken for a while. How- how are you?"

"Hmm.. Can't complain." I played along, crossing my arms and leaning against the wall close to the elevator doors.

"Yeah? Good. Now, I want you to do me a favor." He said muffled through the doors, "And I need you to say yes."

"I'll think about it.." I answered, "Hey conscience, am I dead?" I heard my conscience laugh with his friends.

"I hope not." He answered, "But seriously-."

"Actually I'm late for work." I interrupted him, "Maybe I'll catch you later."

"No, Dory!" I heard a different voice yell along with my conscience.

"Don't worry. I'll let someone from the lobby know!" I smiled and listened to the three thank yous before heading to the stairs.

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I stopped by the front desk and told them what had happened before meeting with Aaron.

"Hey." I smiled as I walked up to him in the lobby.

"Hey." He smiled back.

"So get this. I spoke to my conscience about ten minutes ago." I said as a matter a fact.

"Your conscience? Been up to no good lately?" He laughed.

"My thoughts exactly," I played along, "Until I realized it was a couple of guys stuck in the elevator."

"What?" He laughed.

"Right?" I chuckled, "And exactly like I told you before, the little voice in my head is in fact, British." He laughed even harder.
"Sounds a bit like Newt, actually." I said with a heavy horrible British accent.

"You have many gifts, Y/n." He placed his hand on my shoulder, "Faking accents is not one of them."

I laughed at the old information he gave me as I heard my phone ding in my pocket.
I pulled it out and read the text from the director.

"Ugh. They changed my schedule. I can't take my dog out there with me today." I shook my head as I looked down to my dog sitting beside me.

"I can take him." Aaron said, finally recovering from his laughing fit.