I own nothing CM related.
Prologue
Hotch pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to recall what led to the current situation. Every team member, who was all covered in a layer of dirt, sat in the conference room while the destroyed bullpen rested in the background. "Explain what happened to me again" he demanded, voice laced with annoyance.
Reid sheepishly made his way forward and began the explanation. "Well... It started earlier this morning with a broken coffee machine. One thing led to another and I..." he paused, seeming reluctant to continue. "Chucked it out the window." The last few words rushed out of his mouth as he hung his head in shame.
"I gave the kid some candy to placate him," Morgan stepped in. "Turned out to be a bad idea. He found out that I was the one that pretended the machine was broken as a prank. Then he started chasing me." He nodded to Prentiss to continue.
"Then Reid did the most unbelievable thing ever. When Morgan and him were at a standoff at Anderson's desk, Reid reached forward and flipped the entire desk over!" Prentiss gestured wildly, trying to reenact the scene.
"Our junior g-man became the Incredible Hulk." Garcia pouted. The comment earned chuckles from Morgan, JJ, and Rossi. However, the sound of a throat clearing from Hotch shushed them.
Rossi decided to explain the rest of the tale and try to spare Reid and Morgan from Hotch's slowly bubbling wrath. "The rest of it wasn't Reid's and Morgan's fault," he began. "Strauss walked in at that point lugging the coffee maker. She slammed it down on the rest of Anderson's desk and that, amazingly, started the fire."
"We tried to put it out, of course." JJ interjected. She handed a hidden opened bag of marshmallows and chocolate to Prentiss who then threw it back to the rubble of the bullpen. Hotch did not need to know about their marshmallow roasting adventures.
"The sprinklers came on, but instead of water, it started spraying dirt." Prentiss said, scratching her head. "No one really knows why that happened. It did put out the fire though."
"Then, sir, Kevin and I thought it would be a good idea to get a large fan to open the windows and try to blow the dirt out." Garcia continued. She made sure to leave out how a local electronics store was missing an industrial sized fan. "Unfortunately, it caused more of a dust storm. The floor also gave out under the fan so that's why we have the hole over there." She gestured to a hole outside of Hotch's office, the same one that he nearly fell into when he rushed out to discover the chaos.
"We're not sure what happened after that. It just kind of..." Reid made an explosion sound to emphasize his point of the destruction that occurred. A pointed look from Hotch caused him to direct his gaze back to the ground.
As the unit chief sat deep in thought, the fire alarms resounded through the building. The sprinklers turned on, and this time, unleashed waves of water. The water turned the dirt covered agents into mud-caked figures.
Hotch was barely able to hear himself speak, let alone think. "Wheels up in..." He paused, looking at everyone's already packed belongings. "Let's just go." He stood up and sped through the mess that was once the proud establishment, the bullpen, of the BAU. The rest of the team followed closely behind.
Once everyone was well situated in the elevator and its doors began to close, Rossi spoke. "May whatever entity watching over us help us in our future endeavors."
This is similar to a fanfic I wrote for Twilight, but this will contain different jobs that suits our favorite crime fighters. (: Hope that you enjoyed reading it. Please review!