The Deep Oneshots

Finntaine: Spy

Hey guys! I'm super sorry if you think this is too much Finntaine, they are my ultimate ship so I am prone to random bias with them :D anyways I wanted to thank you all for the awesome response I got to to my last oneshot chapter, you guys are so sweet! If you had any suggestions for my Finntaine story, let me know, and i hope you enjoy this chapter ♥♥♥

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Chapter info: When they were little, Fontaine Nekton and Finn Hanson were the best of friends. When she was 13 years old, Fontaine's parents were recruited to be members of a top secret government agency, forcing her to leave her old life behind and forget those she knew completely. Fast forward 8 years, and she's now a full fledged agent on a mission. Her task? To protect the boy who she loved the most. Undercover, while pretending she has no clue who he is.

Fontaine is 21, Finn 23.

Warning! Mature ish chapter. No smut.

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"Agent Nekton please report to the president's office. I repeat, Agent Fontaine Nekton, please report to the president's office." The PA system crackled.

Fontaine Nekton, one of the very best spies in the agency glanced around the room with a smirk on her face. She'd just finished her morning work out, once again beating everyone who practices with her. No wonder the president wanted her.

Stretching, she stood up and tucked her hair bending her ear, them began her trip to the president's office. Her brother Ant caught up with her on the way, huffing and puffing as if he'd just run a marathon.

"Ok woman you need to slow down." Ant whined. "Mom says don't fight with the president this time."

"She's an idiot. She knew I could do it and she sent Alpheus of all people to help me. He's like not even as good as you are!" Fontaine protested.

"Yeah I know. Dad says come train with him after. And anyway, you might be doing this mission on your own." Ant smiled. "Gotta go. I'm training a bunch of rookies."

"Ha, have fun with that." Fontaine laughed. He waved goodbye to his sister and she continued on, finally making it to the office. The president, or miss nowhere as she called herself ("what kind of name is that?" Fontaine had thought,) was not a fun person to deal with. Having a sharp tongue, a air of arrogance that made her think she was better than everyone even though she had never completed a mission successfully and stubbornness that rivalled everyone she had ever met, Fontaine hated the woman severely.

"Miss nowhere. Morning, I heard you wanted me?" Fontaine smiled thinly.

Returning the same barely polite greeting, miss nowhere pulled out a large folder and slammed it down on the desk. "I have a new mission for you."

"Oh, I assume my previous missing was a success then." Fontaine grinned.

"Oh, uh. Well yes, I suppose it was. Anyway, this is the mission folder. Light screen, read me the mission report." Miss nowhere ordered their artificial intelligence.

"Understood." The robotic voice replied. An image popped up in screen of a very familiar man, but Fontaine couldn't pick who he was just yet.

"Mr Hanson is the new president of the United states. Due to this fact, he is now our ultimate boss, and has requested our top agent to complete a mission." Light screen stated.

"Wait so I'm the best?" Fontaine asked.

"According to all your mission reports, statistics and data analysis, it has been proved that you are by far out best agent, save for agent winters, since she died." The intelligence answered.