Chapter 5 of Traces: Why so sad?

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Author Note: Bla bla bla Dont kill me, Bla bla bla; Fanny, Bla Bla bla, revew, Bla bla bla, Thank you. Ooh and a bonus track!

((Roxanne - Moulin Rouge))

"Why are you so sad, Hoagie?" She tells me in this annoying condescending tone. I just glare at her... but, Man, she's pretty! I don't know what's with all these girls they can't resist putting their hands all over me. Rawr. Or at least that's what I'm thinking as she grabs my shirt. She's being nice, why's she nice? "Looks like the KND has let you down too, 'Hank'" If she thinks she can seduce me to betraying my comrades she's terribly, horribly, tragically right.

"They're accusing me of treason, why do you ask? You should know all about this 'traitor'!" she mere glanced at me skeptically with her lovely eyes. She came closer and just took my hand.

"Run away" She offered. She seemed sincere enough but I know better then that; She just wants me for the same Fanny wanted me: To use me. What a nasty feeling. "Lets show the KND what they aren't appreciating, genius" She continued with a grin on her face, her lovely face, mind you. 'Genius' Well I AM the greatest 2x4 tech they'll ever know. Here I go, this is exactly what she wanted me to think, I am not going to fall that easily. "You're expendable, you know"

"And I wouldn't have it any other way… Do you read, Cree?" She just smirked at me.

"I'm well aware of out 'history' Numbuh two, I'm also aware a child would never take responsibility over the world's fate, and here I thought a scientist would understand" She kept poisoning my mind. "You'll be decommissioned if you stay, Hoagie" She smirked, I was staring to hate that face, she smiled at me like she knew something that I did not. She pointed at Abby's direction; her room's stairs clear in view from the hangar. "want to let them make you forget your friends, be my guest, but if you change your mind, you know were to find me. Goodbye… Hank" And just like that she left.

I went to sleep that night with thoughts of how life will be like among teenagers. The next morning I ran my hands over my S.C.A.M.P.E.R. S.U.P.R.E.M.E.; my best creation as of yet, had to rebuild it too. Then I went to each of the rooms, it was still very dark. They were all asleep, my fellow operatives. I looked at each of the numbers on the walls and touched the big, red '2'. 'Am I doing the right thing?' I wonder. Not much time to do that, as I turn on my jet-plane, my smallest and most quiet vehicle… And leave, possibly forever.

When I land before Abby's house, 'Cree's house', I find my way to her room, however, I find myself face to face with someone I was not expecting there.

"Hi, Numbuh Two, You look like you've seen a ghost!" Hir tells me.

Author note: let me make up for the short chapter. I've been told that 'hir' can represent genderless ness in some cases, so I used it. You tell me. The bonus track is dedicated to the awesome film!