"Now Mr Bruno, I assure you that you are a very talented agent-but....."

Giorgio winced, "But?"

"Well.... you see, I'd love to give you more difficult assignments but you're as partner-less as an egg white without the yolk"

He raised an eyebrow. First he was being complimented and now he was being compared to a thing which had dropped out of a chicken's butt? Where did all the respect and admiration go?

"Sir, with all due respect, egg whites taste very good by themselves" retorted Giorgio as he narrowed his eyes calmly at the director of VSSE.

"Ha ha! 'Moustachio' is good!" Laughed Alan Dunaway

Wesley, Alan's partner covered his mouth to suppress another laugh "You know we're not supposed to be eavesdropping on this, let alone re-naming Giorgio to something which sounds like what a mustache and a pistachio gave birth to." Alan cackled with laughter causing the director and Giorgio looked at him with blank expressions.

"Ah perfect timing, you two boys come in here and listen too." beckoned the director.

Alan and Wesley entered the director's office with glee as they heard that their presence was welcomed.

As soon as everyone was seated, the director began his lecture, "Now because the individuals at VSSE are so talented and rare, we can't afford any casualties- so everyone is partnered up to minimize chance of injury," said the director as he gestured at Alan and Wesley,

"Secondly if any injuries do occur, the healthy partner can order a retreat." Giorgio frowned slightly, he knew he was going to lose this argument.

"And finally, for example, if Wesley is shot and heavy blood loss occurs, Alan is the same blood type so a blood transfusion can be done ASAP." concluded the director, happy with his explanation.

"Hey Wesley" grinned Alan.

"Yeah Alan?" smiled Wesley .

"If I give you my blood..."

"Uh-huh"

"Part of me is inside of you."

Wesley's smile fell instantly "Ewwwwwww!!! Gross! Alan!"

And with Alan's dirty joke, the meeting was concluded and Giorgio was to have a partner in two days. The brunette retreated to his quarters, flopped onto his bed, and sighed heavily before drifting off to sleep with his head buried in his covers waiting the inevitable.


Haha! thank you for reading so far, comments are most welcome along with constructive criticism, and a big thanks to Elemental-Zer0 for writing the first TC4 English fanfic IN HISTORY.

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