Scout ran his fingers through his wig.
"Why am I doin' this again?"
"You wanted to become friends with Ms. Pauling, oui?" Spy grabbed a hairbrush off of the table and began to brush through the blonde wig back into a ponytail.
"Not like this!"
"How were you planning to do it then?"
Ever since the "prom" fiasco, Scout had been too embarrassed to say more than a few words to Ms. Pauling. Any conversation between the two was strictly about work.
Scout decided to once again ask Spy for help, this time resulting in the agent convincing him to dress up as a girl. This of course, was less for the betterment of Scout and Ms. Pauling's relationship, and more for Spy's entertainment.
And so now Scout found himself in a pink, slightly too small baby doll dress, a blonde wig, and makeup.
Scout stood up and turned around to look in the full body mirror. He blushed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"T-there's no freakin' way I'm going to go in front of Ms. Pauling like this."
Spy snorted and opened the door, "Remember to cross your legs when you sit," and pushed the boy out of the room, locking the door behind him.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH LEMME BA-" Suddenly, he heard a voice starting round the corner.
"Scout? Hey, listen I need to ask you some-." It was Sniper.
Scout turned around to see Sniper staring at him, wide eyed.
"I-It's not what it-"
Sniper turned around and walked away, not saying a word.