"Diversity Day?" the team groaned in unison.
"Yes," Hotch said, "Due to reports of intolerance in the BAU from a few anonymous sources, we now have to sit through a Diversity Day to avoid legal action."
"But we have a black guy!" Morgan whined, "And two girls!"
Prentiss cleared her throat loudly.
"Oh yeah. Three girls!"
"Don't gotta tell me, Morgan. If you have a problem, go talk to Erin down the hall."
The team cringed at the mention of her name.
"What did we even do?"
A moment of silent pondering passed before everyone's heads snapped in the direction of Reid. The Anti-Jokes had now become infamous throughout the FBI.
"Be here at 8 AM tomorrow." Hotch said, and was not met with any grousing.
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"You can't hug your children with nuclear arms!" the peace activist speaker concluded. Hotch had to hold Rossi's arm down to keep him from throwing the empty beer bottle he had brought for the occasion.
"That was marvelous, thank you for coming!" Erin draped herself into the room, "Now, our final speaker is from Everest College. He will be talking to us about African-American culture. Please welcome Afrika Bambata!"
Morgan actually got a little excited, before realizing this wasn't the Afrika Bambaata he was thinking of; this was an imposter. The sick fuck had removed the second A. And he was wearing pinstripes.
"Hello, you damn racists!"
Reid waved.
"I would like all of you to get any jokes out of your systems now. It is important to know your enemy before you can wipe it out."
A moment of awkward silence passed before Reid reluctantly raised his hand. Hotch grabbed Rossi's beer bottle to throw, but it was too late.
"Yes, you?"
"What do you call a black guy on a bicycle?"
Oh dear God no.
"What?"
"A smart man trying to get some exercise."
An even more awkward moment of silence passed before Afrika responded.
"You are a terrible person."
"No!" Rossi yelled, standing up, "Horses are terrible people!"
"…what?"
"Afrika, if that is your real name," Morgan said, also standing, "I'm about to go so black on your black ass, you're gonna wish your ass wasn't so black."
"Excuse me?"
"Testify, brotha!" Reid shouted, going in for a high-five, which Morgan reciprocated.
"You people are beyond help!" Afrika yelled, "I am going to the press with this!"
"Go ahead, try!" Morgan responded, "We're in DC. Everyone knows everyone else is racist."
Afrika huffed before storming out. Erin shook her head in the corner before she realized she had to speak now.
"You guys suck monkey balls."
"That's racist!"
She sighed before following Afrika to calm him down.
"What about the feminist speaker?" Prentiss asked, looking at the brochure.
"You didn't know?" Reid said, "Feminists are not permitted on federal government property."
"Oh, come on!" Prentiss yelled, "You guys are a bunch of misogynistic pigs!"
"No shit, Sherlock." Hotch replied, "The only reason you're here is we can get twice as much funding with a girl on the team, and we wanted SUVs."
Prentiss sighed and left for the break room. A few minutes of silence passed.
"Best day ever?" Reid suggested.
Everyone in the room nodded in agreement.