warning; cussing, mentions of sex, eggsy, potty mouth, reckless sex jokes, condoms, bad english, grammar mistakes? and many more. English is not my first language, but please bear with me. I have a lot of ideas in my head, but I can't seem to find the right words to express it.

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"Are you wearing color contacts?" a tall guy came over and sat next to her. This must be it. The thing that Michael requested- no, begged her to do.

"No!" She laughed it out. She so is wearing one. and with some several tweaking she doesn't look like herself. She's Sophie Montague-Herring, the name Michael and his boss named her. Why was she trusted for this anyways?

"Oh my god, negging! that's hilarious." an average height pretty girl with sandy brown hair came over.

"Nice dress!" 'Sophie' complimented.

"Thanks! yours too." The other girl smiled, then sneered to the guy who was sitting beside her, rolling her eyes.

"I haven't heard anyone try that since the naughties." The hell are naughties?

"Excuse me?" The loud music of the club was making it hard to clearly hear.

"Negging. Saying something negative to a pretty girl in order to undermine her social values. its supposed to make you win his approval." The girl explained, and 'Sophie' nodded as she thought of it. She chuckled under her breath.

"Absurdly basic, neuro-linguistics programming technique." The girl rolled her eyes and Rose laughed heartily. She's very smart, and Rose found it very amusing. Glancing at the guy from the corner of her eye, she can see that he is not amused.

"Is it just me or does this champagne taste a little bit funny." Another guy came over. It was Eggsy. Rose can see that he's doing well at this 'job interview'. He's just a guy she met in the alleyway beside a nightclub anyways, but the only other guy she had a decent conversation with beside Michael. But Michael's just sometimes wierd, has a lot of mood swingsN and a lot of nerdy. He's pretty much an introvert. He loves tech tho. He nagged me for using a flip phone.

"See what he just did? its called an opinion opener." The guy beside her pointed out, nitpicking Eggsy's advance. Thank goodness she's basically looking like someone else with the heavy make-up. But her eyes are itching slightly.

Goddamn fake eyelashes,

"If you're into seduction techniques, this guy is textbook." 'Sophie' raised her eyebrow and took a sip of her martini.

"Got us talking in mutual topic so that you craved individual attention." He continued, body slightly leaning closer to her, so she can hear him amidst the loud music.

"Well it's working more than you." she mumbled as she pretended to sip her drink, hoping that the guy didn't hear her. He didn't, because he didn't show any signs.

"Nah, i'm just saying if the champagne taste right." Eggsy defended himself. Speaking of champagne...

"It's an acquired taste mate," The guy snarkily responded.

"I think it's just cheap." The girl commented.

"Get one of these babies instead. they're delicious." She raised her own glass of martini that's halfway empty.

"Nah, he's right--"

"Lady Sophie Montague-Herring. phone call for you at reception." A man 'called' her, just as Eggsy was agreeing with the other guy.

"Be right back guys, oh- and lady. Duty calls!" She playfully said.

"See you in a bit yeah."

"See you in a bit." They all said to her.

As she was walking (not really to the reception), she thought about Michael's warning.

"Don't drink the champagne!"

She raised an eyebrow and turned around.

Eggsy, the girl, and the guy fainted. The drinks must've been drugged.

She then went to the table bar and saw Michael, taking a sip. He was playing his iPad.

"Nerd much?" She scoffed. Michael didn't even looked at her as he took a shot.

Michael rolled his eyes.

"This is a night club and who the hell plays an iPad." She sat on the stool next to him.

"Mind you, Rose, but I'm still doing my job." He scowled.

"Why are you drinking then?" She pointed to his glass.

"No reason," he sighed. Rose sighed too.

"C'mon, If my job is done here, I want to take this bloody make-up off." She said softly.

A notification then popped out of his iPad.

"My boss wants to see you." He said, shocked.

"Your boss?" She scrunched her nose, and took a peek at the message that he received.

"Any idea why?" She asked, looking at him.

He just shrugged.

timeskip

"I knew it! Something was fishy on the get-go." She scowled. They were in the Kingsman Tailor Shop.

"Ah, your observation skills never fail to amuse me." He sighed. They went to the fitting room where Michael fitted his suit before.

It was vintage, with a large mirror on one side. Michael fixed his hair and clapped his hands to clean it. He then pressed his hand on the mirror.

As Rose predicted, the Mirror was a 'lever' or some secret access to something.

The floor went to a jolt, and they slowly decended.

"What a job you have," She complimented.

"By the way, don't take the make-up off. I have a slight bad feeling about this." Michael ordered and confessed.

"Truthfully, my gut feels it too." She agreed.

"Another thing that I trust your gut too, which in you barely listen to it." Michael recalled.

"That was one time!" She flailed her arms. He sighed.

"By the way, nothing will happen, Rose. I didn't tell him about your escapades. Only your skills, what I have seen you do." She rose her eyebrow in disapproval.

"You're also not in the database, thanks to genius here." She smiled at the assurance.

They got to the bottom. Rose saw the tube train.

"Pretty tech you guys got here," She praised, nodding in approval.

"After you," Michael said. Rose got in first, then the tube train jolted.

Kingsman Mansion

"How the hell is this huge thing underground?" she said, amused.

"I've seen wierd things, maybe some wierder than this but- holy shit is that a plane!?" She said excitingly.

"Yes. Now let's meet my boss." He motioned her to walk with him. Rose followed Michael. Her eyes was wondering around curiously. He finally stopped walking and they came by a room.

"Merlin," Michael greeted.

"Ah, Michael. This is the Sophie Montague-Herring, I presume?" He said monotonely. He got up from his screen and chair to greet her.

"Yes."

"My name is Rose. Nice to meet you." She held out a hand.

"Ah, manners. So unlike you, Michael. I'm Merlin." Merlin introduced himself with a slight smile. Michael said a dry "Ha Ha," while rolling his eyes.

"So, is he your boss?" She whispered to Michael.

"Oh, He is." Michael nodded.

"I am." Merlin nodded, with hands in his hips.

"But It's not him that you will be meeting." Michael said.

"It will be our official boss. Arthur." Michael said.

"About that," Merlin started, Rose and Michael turned to look at him.

"He had cancelled the plan today." Merlin explained, walking back to his seat.

"His understudy failed."

"So he's having a hissy fit?" Michael bluntly stated.

"Indeed."

"Any idea why he wants me here?" Rose asked.

"Probably to be recruited." He turned his chair around. "Listen--" Merlin started.

"I won't tell a soul, I know how it goes." She promised. Merlin nodded in approval.

"Good-" The door opened and Harry Hart came in.

"Ah, Miss Rose. Fancy meeting you here." Harry greeted.

"Likewise, Mr. Hart." She greeted back.

"Please, just Harry." He slightly, just slightly smiled. His stoic face was stone cold as rock.

"Now If you mind us, I need to talk with Merlin and Michael." Harry said.

"Me too?" Michael was shocked.

"Yes."

"Okay. Don't go to far Rose, or first day will happen again." Michael nagged.

She rolled her eyes and excused herself, almosy bumping into someone else.

"Oops!" "Oh my god, sorry!" They both apologized.

Rose looked up. It was Eggsy.

"Sophie?"

"Eggsy? Wait-- Sophie?" She raised her eyebrows. She looked down and saw that she was in her dress.

He raised an eyebrow.

"No wonder. You're an agent." He accused.

"No, I'm not." Rose smirked, walking along the hallway.

"Then who are you?" He asked.

"For someone so attractive, how could you be so dumb?" She muttered, and walked faster.

"Whoa-wait, what?" Eggsy stuttered.

"So much fun messing with you, Eggy. What a wierd name anyway." She chuckled.

"First of all, it's Eggsy. Second, what are you doing here?" He asked, as they passed a hallway.

"I was called here, just so you know." She explained and walked faster. She realized that she's still wearing heels. And make up.

So she intentionally swayed her hips, hoping to get a reaction. Her long legs showed beneath the dress that she wore to the nightclub. Her curves were outlined perfectly. Eggsy gulped.

She turned into a corner and found a broom closet.

'This should be interesting...'She slowly opened the door and Eggsy stopped on his tracks. He eyed the broom closet sign and gave her a raised eyebrow.

She wink and motioned him to come in with her. Eggsy gave her a smirk and went inside. Just as he closed the door, she pulled the front of his jacket.

"Whoa." Rose pulled him closer and put his hand on his neck.

"Just as I tought that you would remember me." She pouted. Eggsy wanted to say something, but she cut him off before he even started.

"I'll make you remember me again." She smirked. She took off one hand from his neck and went to her hair. She took off the wig. She ruffled her dark brown hair and looked at Eggsy.

"R-Rose!" He was surprised. But smiled nonetheless. The goofy smile she saw when she first met him.

"You remembered!" She cheered.

"Of course! That was the best make-out session I have ever had." He playfully joked.

"Oh really?" She flirted.

"Indeed it was. But I kinda forget what it felt." He moved his hands to her hips and slowly led her to the wall.

"Mind me helping?" She winked. He pretended to think.

"I'll make you remember me again," She said again.

"Gladly," Eggsy leaned in and she roughfully kissed his lips. She smiled into the kiss and felt that he smiled too. She pulled him closer and he did too.

It was another hot make-out session.

Until she almost slipped on her heels. Good thing that both she and Eggsy got fast reflexes. They broke off the kiss.

Rose laughed goofily. He smiled goofily back.

"Well that was delightful." Eggsy said.

"Oh, Mr. Eggsy. You flatter me." She bluffed.

"Unwin. It's actually Gary Unwin." He said.

"Ah, the Egg has a name. How did it went to Eggsy tho." She wondered.

"Long story," He said, looking at her eyes then her lips.

"Well, we still have time?" She said in a goofy flirty voice.

"I'll take my chances." He shrugged, and she closed her eyes. He leaned in closer again. Just as their lips were brushing, her phone rang.

They stopped abruptly and Rose heavily sighed. Eggsy backed off and looked at everywhere but her. It was awkward. A phone call ruining the tension. The sexual tension.

Rose took her phone from her bra. Eggsy was shocked at the reveal and muttered "Girls..."

Rose was still leaning and opened her flip-phone. She ruffled her hair and her eyes went to the name of the caller.

Magic Mike

"Hello, Lord Michael?" She said in a posh voice.

"Rose. It turns out I need to take care of one thing before we go back. I forgot to tell you. See you at the tube train in 15. Bye!" He hurriedly informed. It sounded like he was busy.

"You need to go home?" Eggsy asked as she snapped her flip phone, closing it.

"Nah, I got 15 more minutes." She smirked. Eggsy laughed. She felt a slight chill, and Eggsy took off his jacket and gave it to her. She smiled in appreciation.

"C'mon, let's talk along the way." Eggsy opened the door and led her out first. He playfully offered her his arm, and she gracefully took it.

They laughed and talked until Rose saw the hangar and her eyes sparkled. Eggsy saw what she was looking at.

"Cool, ain't it?" He said, looking at her.

"It sure does. I love heights. I miss flying one." She whispered.

"You can fly one?" Eggsy awed. She blushed in excitement.

"I loved to. Never had the chance again." She whispered. Eggsy felt that it was a story for another time.

"Rose!" They turned around to see Michael.

"Hey!" She waved.

"Sorry I'm late. I'm Michael, can't have a proper introduction right?" Michael offered a hand to Eggsy. Eggsy took it.

"Eggsy."

"I actually know. I work under Merlin and I've heard about you a lot." Michael joked. Eggsy laughed it off.

"A word, Eggsy." Michael motioned him with his finger to come closer. He whispered something in Eggsy's ear and his eyes widen.

Michael pulled back then patted his shoulders.

"Nice meeting you, Eggsy," Rose took off Eggsy's jacket from her.

"Likewise, Michael." Eggsy awkwardly smiled.

"By the way, Mr. Hart is on his way." Eggsy thanked him for the info.

"Goodbye then!" Michael and Rose walked to the tube and before she went in, she turned back and gave him a wave. He gave a smile and waved back.

Michael motioned her to go in first, and she sat down. Michael followed after, and set the tube train back to the Kingsman Tailor Shop.

Rose playfully winked at Eggsy before it set off and got a glimpse of his amused face.

Michael rolled his eyes.

"What did you say to him?" She asked.

"Oh, some advice. It's a man to man thing." He shrugged.

"You think you're one of wise men?" She scoffed. He gave her the look.

She rolled her eyes too. She almost rubbed her eye but remember she had heavy make-up on.

She glared at Michael.

"I'm so gonna kill you,"

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