Spies in Disguise!

Safe Gadgets?

"I-I know it's not traditional-" Walter stated nervously as he backed away.

"Feel me here little man. So, I'm out there, ya know, saving the world, doing big things. It's what I do."

We! It's what WE do! He always gives me no recognition when he's talking about OUR missions! I swear I would slap him if he wasn't my partner.

"If I try to fight fire with glitter, I could get my face burned off." Lance said, standing uncomfortably close to Walter.

"But you didn't." Walter countered. "Cause the Kitty Glitter worked."

"Kitty Litter?" Lance asked.

"Glitter, Lance. What are you, deaf?" I remarked rhetorically.

"Exactly, its scientifically proven that watching kittens causes the Enderferchromic Cells to release Serotonin." (I think this is how you spell it? Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong in the comments!)

Lance gave him a strange look. I sighed. "Its scientifically proven that Glitter makes people happy." I stated. Walter gave me a smile, which I returned. Damn, he really has a nice smile.

"Know what works even better? A gernade!" Lance said in a matter-of-fact tone. I shook my head at him. He is so closed minded. Why can't he see that there is almost always more than one way to do something correctly?

"Kinda violent , don't you think?" Walter asked.

"You can't save the world with a hug, Wilson." Lance stated.

"Its Walter. And, what if you could?" He grabbed a stuffed unicorn from his desk. "The inflatable hug." He clicked a button, and a clear bubble appeared around the Unicorn. "Sort of a, Personal Protection device I've been developing."

I tilted my head to the side, walking closer to his desk, ignoring the loud sound of the bubble deflating. I studied some of the notes that he had on his desk. Safe gadgets? He's developing Gadgets that don't kill to get the job done. That sounds...

Amazing.

"You designed these?" I asked, looking over at Walter. He nodded, beaming.

"This is a vile waste of taxpayer dollars." I glared at Lance. No matter what great things he did, he sometimes seemed to try and put down others without seeming to mean to do it at all.

"I'm just saying that you can do more by bringing people together than blowing them up. And if I can convince you two, then we-"

Lance grabbed my arm, pulling me away against my will. "There is no we." He said over his shoulder. "Hey! Let go of me!" I growled, trying to pull myself out of his (very strong) grip. Lance grumbled something that suspiciously sounded like "Millenials" under his breath, continuing to walk away with me in tow.

"Wait! Agent Sterling, please." Walter shouted, trying to catch up with Lance's large strides. "You gotta hear me out!" He pleaded as we moved away. I continued struggling, though nothing seemed to make Lance budge.

"Not interested." Lance now had us both in the elevator, pressing the button multiple times as if it would make the doors close faster. "Please don't close that door! It'll just take a moment!" Walter cried out.

"Whatever it is, no." Then, in his haste to get into the elevator, Walter got his backpack stuck between the elevator doors. I reached foward, grabbing his hand and pulling him foward. Suddenly, he popped free, which caused us both to fall. He landed on top of me, his bag spewing tons of junk. I stared as he held himself up by his hands, practically straddling me. I blushed, as did he at the sudden and sort of uncomfortable position we were both now in. Gosh, he has really goregous blue eyes. I thought, having my blush slightly grow darker in shade. I noticed Lance, smirking at us from where he stood, to which I gave him a glare.

"S-Sorry!" Walter immediately jumped up, pulling me up as well. "You okay?" He asked, scanning me for any injuries.

"Yeah. Here, let me help." I dropped to my knees, helping to clean the mess of items from his bag. He helped as well, now talking to the both of us as we cleaned the items together.

"I've been working on something at home, and it is gonna change spying forever." He stood, me following his lead. "Imagine, if I could make you both, wait for it, drumroll please," I slightly chuckled at his tone. "DiSaPpEaR." He said in a dramatic tone.

"Disappear?" I asked in curiousity.

"Yeah. DiSaPpEaR!" He said.

"Why are you saying it like that?" Lance asked.

"FoR eFfEcT!" He said, emphasizing the T at the end. I chuckled. He's pretty funny. Not in a bad way either.

"I am totally excited about it. It's called, Biodynamic Concealment. Boom! Mic drop!"

"So you think you can make us invisible? Like, completely see through?" I asked, my wonder and awe growing. Walter nodded, practically jumping up and down.

"Huh! Conceal this?" Lance chuckled as if the idea was preposterous. I rolled my eyes at his normal cockiness.

" I mean, you wouldn't need a bulletproof suit, you wouldn't need exploding cufflinks, you could blend in anywhere! What if you were totally-" Suddenly a blast went off, hitting Walter. I gasped as his body seemed to flatten completely against the wall.

"Invisi-BLEH." His body flopped to the ground like slime. I stared in fascination and shock. It seemed as though all the bones in his body had dissapeared, or that the nerves in his body had lost all connection to his muscles. Basically turning his body into a large pile of goo.

"Oh wow! Dude, that is a mess." Lance said, his hands hovering over Walter as if he was hesitating on helping him or not. I grabbed the pen from his hand, placing it in my pocket. Hey, it could be useful.