Watch Your Back

Just another job

Cas's POV

"DM01 and JQ06 get in here right now!" Monique yelled.

Monique is my boss. She honestly can't get herself together. She has terrible mood swings. One second she's happy and then she sees me and burns with anger. But for some reason, she loves my partner. Who's also my bestie, Kyle- JQ06.

"I have a mission for you," Monique says looking bored, not giving a poop about her surroundings.

"Duh," I said matching her expression, "also next time don't yell or else your vocal cords will become wrinkly- maybe even more than your face."

She quickly changed her demeanor and glared at me. "Why couldn't you be more well behaved like JQ06?" She spat.

Kyle flashed a grin but quickly bit it back when he caught me glaring.

"You know I almost feel sorry for you. The only reason I have you two paired is because DM01 would be nothing without you. He isn't the brightest box in the bulb." She smiles sweetly, expecting me to be triggered.

She was caught off guard when I started laughing. No... more like howling. Kyle was struggling to suppress a grin.

"You clearly aren't the brightest bulb in the box either," I said with a devilish smirk, emphasizing her mistake.

"Ugh! Get out of my face DM01!" She screeched.

"Okay Monique," I smirked knowing how much she hates to be called something other than boss, "but I'm not on your face... I think you are hallucinating- when was your last doctor check-up?" I ask sweetly. Her face looked like a chicken when it sees a flirty and ugly rooster. I exhibited a proud and accomplished grin, glad to have gotten under her nerves.

She was fuming. Kyle trying to take control of the situation quickly says, "he means well for your health. Also, don't worry, the job will be done before you know it."

The anger definitely left Monique and she wrinkled her nose. "The only other one in this room with any sense."

"That's right- I completely agree. You clearly have no sense. Maybe you should learn from Kyle and me!" I chirp receiving myself something that looked like the way a laser light feels when it's chased by a cat. Except the laser is always quicker, unless the cat is really good. But In this case, the cat (Monique) is so dumb that even Homer Simpson would be insulted with the comparison.

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"Kyle, I need to finish the job before 7." I tell him, hoping he wouldn't press further I say, "I'm meeting someone."

Kyle's suddenly smiled. No. More like evil grinch ear to ear smile. Even the Cheshire Cat wouldn't stand a chance. "And who may I ask are you going to be meeting?" He inquires, trying to look serious.

"Fix your face dude," I say with disgust. Kyle, trying to hold back his hideous grin, results in him looking like the 🥴 emoji.

"You didn't answer my question!" He looks my way.

"Uh wava dut!" I say smirking as I pretend to take something out of my teeth while taking.

"Ummm what?" He looks at me weirded out.

"Eh hawa day" I say a bit more clearly.

"What?" By now Kyle was glaring at me and I'm not going to lie, it scared the crap out of me.

"I have a date." I let out. Making it sound unimportant. I'm reality I hadn't gone on a date in over a year.

"And his evil smirk is back," I sigh. I could see he had a lot of questions. Thankfully we arrived before any of them slipped his mouth.