You Are Joking
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own any characters or settings (except Marie Johnson, who is my OC).
This fic is set after Skyfall, and it is my first story, so criticism is welcome but please be kind to me! I may have messed up horribly with getting the characters right, so please tell me if I've made any horrific mistakes of that kind. Or any kind.
Now for the actual story:
"007, I'm glad you could make it." James Bond walked into the new M's office, trying not to think about the woman who, up until recently, had been in that position. It had been almost a year now since those unfortunate happenings. Today, however, Bond was just wondering why M had asked him to come up, seeing as he had said it wasn't an emergency. He couldn't help noticing that the Quartermaster, who was standing just next to M's desk, was looking vaguely amused.
"M. What am I doing up here? There's no crisis, you said it yourself."
The Quartermaster wanted to introduce you to a new member of the tech team."
"Why would I need to be introduced to a techie? Is something funny, Q?" Indeed, Q was having little success in stifling a chuckle.
"You'll see, 007." There was a knock on the door. 'That'll be her. Come in, Miss Johnson.' He called.
Bond was not expecting the person who came through the door. She was quite pretty, and she had ginger hair, blue eyes, and an abundance of freckles. She also seemed to be about thirteen years old. Bond turned to where M and Q were standing.
"Very funny. You are joking, aren't you? How old is she? Twelve?"
"For your information, Agent 007, I was thirteen years old six months ago." Miss Johnson had a very upper-class London accent, and even when she was confirming herself to be only just a teenager, she spoke as if she was several years Bond's senior.
"Yes, because thirteen's so much older than twelve."
"007, I seem to recall that you had almost the selfsame reaction to me when we first met. I believe you said that I, and I quote, still had spots. I seem to be doing just fine at my job."
"This is different! You're going to let a kid into MI6? She's still in elementary school!"
"Actually, Bond, I graduated from Oxford last year. They are surprisingly lenient with actual age, as long as you have the right mental age. Also, I advise you not to make me dislike you too greatly, considering that I throw more sophisticated temper tantrums than most people, I am very good at breaking into houses and bugging them, and I have a YouTube account. You have been warned." She said all this in a level voice, with an incredibly well-done poker face. Bond cringed mentally. When he decided it would be a good idea to say something, he turned to Q, who seemed to have found the exchange quite amusing.
"Are you two related, Q? She's just like you."
-How did you like it? Was it okay? Should I extend it? Did you like my OC? Did I make the other characters true to the film? Please tell me!
I just wrote this because I loved Bond's initial reaction to Q, and because I'm crazy I thought, "I wonder how he'd react to having a thirteen-year-old join MI6? That would be funny."
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