Something Strange

by DeejayMil

Spencer's the worst witch ever, Rossi's a manipulative bastard, and Hotch has a cloud stuck on his head that rains when he's sad. Things are getting strange at the BAU this month, and Emily's almost glad to spend part of it as a stoat. The Pint-Sized Prompts Challenge from /r/fanfiction is back and continuing on with another batch of minuscule prompts to take us through January!

1. January 1st: Emily's Right Kind of Wrong

AN: Pint-sized prompts are back, with a new theme: New and Strange! Come join in with the January daily drabble challenge on the subreddit /r/fanfiction, the more the merrier! We're not being as tight with the word-counts this month, so I'm going to make up for that by trying to link the prompts together in some way! Let's see how this turns out :D

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January 1st: Emily's Right Kind of Wrong

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January 1st: Found - 100 words - Your character finds something strange. Is it real, some sort of alien, has science finally gone too far?!

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For as long as she could remember, things had just gone wrong around her. Not terribly wrong or horribly wrong or meanly wrong, just… wrong. Off-centre. Not really how things should be.

But then again, Emily wasn't exactly how she should be either, so it didn't really bother her.

Especially today.

"Mom's not going to let me keep you," she said matter-of-factly to the dog she'd found. The dog put muddy paws on her best Sunday dress, streaking the muslin. "But we'll hide you, okay? You're wicked."

The dog barked and licked her with two sloppy tongues, both golden-furred heads panting in unison. Really, he wasn't as weird as the three-eyed cat her cat had given birth to when she was six… or the sparrows by the lake that talked in perfect, piping voices.

He wasn't as weird as Emily Prentiss was. But that was okay.

She had a feeling she was probably going to see a lot weirder than him in her lifetime.