Where's Fang?
Disclaimer: Don't own anybody in Sanctum, or FFXIII for that matter.
Yaag hated it when he had to look for that stupid L'cie tribeswoman. She had missed three meetings already, and Yaag had missed a very, very important meeting.
With his hairdresser.
"WHERE ARE YOU?" he screamed angrily, shaking his fists at the sky. A few soldiers looked up, obviously not knowing what was going on. Yaag was too busy shaking his fists at empty air, and most of the soldiers were too busy watching Yaag or eating, to notice that Fang had just crept past the lunchroom without anybody noticing her.
"Yaag!"
Yaag turned, his face red and his hair hanging in weird positions on his head. Jihl stood with her hands on her hips, a stern look on her face. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Trying to find Fang."
"By shaking your fists at the sky?"
Yaag shrugged sheepishly. Sighing, Jihl readjusted her glasses and said, "Come. We can go look at the security cameras."
A few soldiers snickered. Why hadn't Yaag thought of that before?
Jihl turned away, somebody in a white-and-red striped shirt and a red-and-white hat passing by her field of vision like a blur. She simply dismissed it as an illusion and walked out of the lunchroom, with Yaag following her, trying to fix his hair.
"We can look at the past clips and see where Fang is headed," Jihl told Yaag. He grunted, noting that he'd be ridiculed for not using the security cameras to track Fang. She pressed a few buttons and twelve screens popped up on the large computer.
"Hey!"Yaag cried, pointing. "Look at that!"
"Is it Fang?" Jihl asked.
"No, that's the turkey sandwich I had last week! I knew it was here somewhere!"
Jihl glared at Yaag, then turned to the screens, looking at them for any signs of Fang. And there it was again: the person in the white-and-red striped shirt and red-and-white hat. He/she dashed past at an amazing speed, going from one screen to the next.
"There! Pause it!"
Jihl pressed the 'pause' button, just in time to get a good glimpse of the person's face. It was....
"Fang?" Yaag gasped. Indeed, she was the person in the white-and-red shirt and hat. Fang had a maniacal grin, and she was holding....
"FIRE IN THE HOLE!"
Jihl and Yaag began coughing loudly as a spray-paint can flew into the room, and exploded into a green gas.
"What the hell?" Jihl yelled. Fang poked her head in, winking at them before running off. The two PSICOM agents began feeling oddly tired. Yaag collapsed on the floor, snoring loudly.
I always knew Fang had ADHD, Jihl thought as she slumped forward in her seat.
The gas eventually cleared a few minutes later, allowing people to see Jihl and Yaag, asleep. Fang crept in, smiling like an amused child, and proceeded to give Yaag a haircut, then played with all of the buttons on the computers before running off, leaving Yaag and Jihl with Sharpie mustaches on their faces.
AN: Yay randomness!