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Hyde A/N: Introducing: --drumroll— The New Nuisance. I think this is going to be fun, but we'll see.

--evil smile—

Amon: --runs in fear—

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Amon slowly came to life. He groaned. He moaned. He pried his eyes open. Unfortunately, a sunbeam happened to be on his face. He winced as pain exploded in his forehead and he became blind.

He rolled to his feet and stumbled blindly in what he took to be the general direction of the kitchen. He had one thought on his mind and it was coffee.

He ran into a doorway. Oops. As he walked through it he suddenly ran full tilt into something soft. After a few moments of wrestling with the soft thing and trying to find his orbo gun (which wasn't in his coat as usual) he realized the soft thing was a bunch of miscellaneous black coats and he was in the closet.

After untangling himself, he cracked open his eyes and moved toward the kitchen, avoiding the various indistinct blurs that were his furniture. On the way, he noticed a white blob on the floor by his door. Going closer to examine it, he discovered that it was his mail for the past two days. Two days?

Amon's mind went blank. He had no idea why he had been asleep on the couch for two days. Puzzling over it, he sifted through his mail.

Junk, junk, bank statement, junk, letter from Abigail, electric bill, junk, phone bill… Amon paused and backed up a few. Letter from Abigail? He tore it open.

Thus says the Omnipotent Mother Goddess:

Thou stupid man! Never resolve thy problems by mailing them to Luxembourg. As punishment, and so thou shalt learn a lesson, I sic on thee the AADOM.

Abigail

Suddenly, it all came rushing back. But what was AADOM? Or who?

Amon's head hurt too much to worry about it. He had to get to work.

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"AMON! WHERE THE HECK HAVE YOU BEEN?" Doujima cried as soon as he entered the door.

Amon winced inwardly. His head still hurt.

"We are SO behind. Amon, are you listening to me?"

He wasn't really. Then Kosaka appeared.

"AMON! WHERE THE HECK HAVE YOU BEEN?" he bellowed, even louder than Doujima. Amon winced inwardly even more severely.

"That's what I said," Doujima said indignantly, but no one paid any attention to her.

"I've been indisposed," he said.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"I have a hunt to do. Robin, Karasuma, let's go."

"AMON!"

He walked out. Karasuma shrugged and followed him, and then Robin behind her.

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Amon wordlessly sent Karasuma and Robin to the front while he took the back alone. He wished he could have taken some Kylenol, but he had still not figured out the intricacies of opening childproof bottles.

Nearby, two old ladies huddled together, clutching their umbrellas tightly in their wrinkled hands, their small beady eyes peeled.

"Don't look now, Marge," said one to the other, "but I think I see one by that window over there."

Marge checked Amon out surreptitiously out of the corner of her eye.

"Good eye, Betty. Now, go for it, girl. We're rooting for you. Everyone is hoping you'll make it."

"Me too," said Betty with a dry chuckle. "Well, here goes nothing."

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Amon heard footsteps approaching in the distance. He turned, but it was just a little old lady. He tucked his gun inside his coat so she couldn't tell what he was doing. He turned back and peered in the window.

"HIYAHHH!" he heard behind him.

Whack! Something hard made firm contact with his arm. He turned, and the little old lady went for his face.

"Take that, you creepy man!" she shrieked, wielding her umbrella with surprising ferocity.

Amon did his best to ward off her frenzied blows. He backed away, but she kept advancing. His hand bumped something: a doorknob. In one fast, fluid, and very macho motion he opened the door, ducked in, and shut it behind him. She pounded on the door for a few moments and then left.

Amon straightened and peered into the dim light. Just then, Karasuma and Robin came pounding around the corner, Karasuma with her gun drawn and ready in front of her and Robin with her glasses on.

"What was that?" Karasuma asked him.

"Nothing."

"Oh." She seemed puzzled. "Well, the rest of the building is clear. He's not here anymore. Although he would have been three days ago when you were 'indisposed.'" She gave him a glare, but he ignored it.

"Let's go," he said. They followed him out.

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"You're in, Betty," said Marge. "Good work."

"Thanks."

"Welcome to the team."

"I can't believe it. Was I really that good?"

"Oh yes. He ran like a frightened rabbit. Sometimes they…fight back." She said the last with a dramatic flourish.

"Oh," Betty looked slightly distressed.

"Let's head back to headquarters," Marge suggested.

"Right."

Betty and Marge toddled off.

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Kinda short this time, but it seemed like a good place to stop, rather than getting into something else.

Please review! I shall be happy and shower you with ice cream and lilacs.

May your cat never leave mouse guts lying about for you to step in,

Hyde

(Ais's Afterward: Oh Lord, I forgot, I completely forgot. There are good reasons why I forgot though!If such a thing is possible!Anyways...this chapter is perhaps two months late... for what it's worth, my modem got hit by lightning and Hyde's computer is still insane. And I had pretty much the last chapter of Amon and Laundry finished too... at least I think I did... eek. Maybe things will get back to their compartive slightly-saner-side-of-insanity one of these days...

---Aisling)