I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then You'd Slap Me

by JackieLanternXOXO

Abbey Bominable's job was hard. As for being a successful spy in her agency, she would make friends only for them to die the next day. But when she is looking for a new assistant, will she gain more than a raise in her pay? Rated T because of mild language and depression. R&R!

8. I'm Not the Hero of the Story

(A/N: Oh yeah! Two chapters in one day! Woooohooo!)

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Home. That was all Abbey could think of as she stepped into her new associate's time machine.

"Are sure do not want to come back to my agency?"

Toralei shrugged it off. "Nah, I think mine needs me. But, hey, we can always hang."

Abbey nodded her head. "Sure, but what does 'hang' mean?"

"It's short for 'hang out.' Well, time to get going. You ready to head out?"

"Yes. I will press the buttons."

After shutting the metal door, Abbey punched in multiple different codes and then she sung the door open to reveal a tundra-like environment.

"This isn't your agency . . ."

"You are right. It is not."

Toralei raised an eyebrow. "Then why are we here?"

"What, you think I suddenly forgive you for all your mistakes? I not pushover. Have fun."

"Have fun? What the-"

Abbey interrupted the werecat by shoving her into the blizzard. "Farewell."

Abbey quickly slammed the door and mashed in a the necessary numbers. She was going home.

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(A/N: Guess what! Me and CreativeWritingSoul are cowriting together! Yaaaaaaay! Keep on the lookout on both of our profiles to see a new story . . . it'll be awesome!)