They case was over in just under a week and it was pretty boring (to the teenager) really; the most interesting part was when a suspect came in, saw "Puck", smiled and said:
"Hey." In a flirtatious tone, to which the younger genius replied, "Taken." And the suspect just shrugged and said "Figured."
Nothing else really epic happened; it was just a simple murder case.
Luckily the Reid's had been able to get the realtor to agree to push back looking at the house until after they had gotten back. IT was designated to be right after school the day after they got back, which was slightly inconvenient, but it was better than not being able to do it for a month.
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"So, what's your style for the day back?" Doctor Reid asked from outside of the bathroom.
"Steampunk." The teen relied simply.
"Oh really, corset?"
"Yep."
"Top hat?"
"Most definitely."
"Something modest for bottom since we have the house check today?"
There was a sigh before a reply.
"Yes, I'm wearing pants."
"Good, thank you." The adult smiled, glad that he was being listened to.
"Are you ready to see my sexiness?" "Puck" asked from inside the bathroom.
The elder intellect sighed deeply, rubbing his temples slightly before he replied.
"Yes, come on out."
"That's the first time anyone's ever said that to me." The ex-prostitute smiled, finally pulling open the door so he could walk out.
"Puck" was wearing a brown corset that had brass fastenings on it as well as a pocket watch hanging off of the right side at about his waist. The pants he was wearing were black and were laced up the front. Skate high-tops were on his feet with purple laces in the loops. A think brass bracelet with antiquate workings on it was on his left wrist while a brass bracelet that had swirls and a small thing that looked like a watch in it was on his right wrist, directly above the small bracelet that looked like it had a copper wing on it. A necklace that had a vial of salt, a pentagram, and an angel wing on it was around his neck while one that had a greenish clock surrounded by brass hung low on his collar bone. A large brown hat that had too many things to count on it was on his head, with a pair of sunglasses that looked like the ones Simon wore in the first episode of Firefly except they had blue lenses rested on the rim. But the most amazing thing was his eyes. He had contacts in that were black and had an amazing design in them in white, and the entirety of his eyes was covered in green with lines of black to match the design on the contacts.
He looked like a fashionista from the future.
"Wow… You are going to give that realtor a run for her money." The adult laughed, picking the leather bag off of the floor and handing it to the teen.
"Thanks. How are you sure it's a female?" "Puck" asked, walking towards the door with his cousin.
"We talked on the phone, I'm not guessing based on the job."
"Cool, and she just has to deal with it for a small amount of time, then we might be out of her hair."
"Yea, keyword, might." The doctor laughed as they exited the apartment.
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"So, what'd I miss?" "Puck" asked Anderson as they drove to school.
"Um, not much really. A few more people started spending lunch with us." The goth shrugged, looking out the window casually.
"Oh, scandalous, who?" The elder teen asked, smile on his face/
"I'll introduce them at lunch, it's three more girls, they seem really nice."
"That's good, what about the Neanderthals?"
"The jocks?" The blonde boy laughed.
"Those be the ones."
"They're fine, they didn't even attempt to do anything the entire time you were gone."
"Good, hey, do the girls know about…?"
"Yes, that was one of the first things that got brought up; they all asked if I was ok with it."
"And are you?"
"Well… as much as it is weird that you have been with I assume many people and I also assume many of which you do not know… I know that's over now. I kinda of sense that it was over before we even met, and I'm not about to judge you for the past… because if that hadn't been in your past, you wouldn't be who you are today. That's the greatest and worst thing about the past…" Anderson smiled, his tone going significantly softer as he talked about it.
The genius smiled back, loving that response. He hadn't asked since it had come out… and he had wanted to know exactly what his date thought about something most people would find very odd.
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When all of them were seated, all on the concrete with the elder male's head in his dates lap again, "Puck" decided they should introduce themselves.
"Name's and sexuality, go." The genius declared. "I am Spencer Reid, homosexual." He smiled at them.
"Kaitlyn Rickman, straight." The slightly bigger girl with amazing red hair that had a teal streak in the side smiled, waving with her right hand because her left hand was holding a plastic bag of gold fish.
"Rosemarie Tyler, unfortunately straight." The very skinny girl said with a sigh, looking up from a book, a small container of grapes open at her side.
"Haylee Keeling, bisexual." The girl with very large breasts said proudly, before taking a drink of Pepsi, a bag of hot Cheetos sat in her lap.
Megan shrugged before stating herself as well.
"Megan Kinney, bisexual." She smiled.
"Julie Andrews, lesbian." Julie shrugged.
"Anderson Richards… gay." The goth boy said with a smile.
"Puck" knew by the pause that it was probably the first time that Anderson had ever said it out loud… to anyone. They all smiled at each other and kept eating.
"I really like the corset." Rose smiled, pointing to it.
"Thank you, I got it from my friend Trixx in Louisiana." The ex-prostitute smiled, running his hand down the leather.
"Trixx… is that…?" Katie started, not knowing how he would take it if she finished the sentence.
"Yup, she's a prostitute." He nodded with a smile
"Cool." The red head smiled.
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"Are you ready?" "Puck" asked with a smile as they parked in front of the house.
Morgan was in the back seat while the lovely doctor took up the passenger seat.
"Let's do it." The doctor laughed as he undid his seatbelt.
Derek nodded and undid his as well. The three got out of the car and walked to the sidewalk in front of the house, waiting for the realtor to get there.
"It's a beautiful house." The larger male said, looking at the two story house with a smile on his face.
"Thanks." The Reid's said at the same time.
"What caught your attention about this house?"
"Two bathrooms." The teen said seriously.
"Well then." Morgan chuckled.
"Oh, you must be the Reid family." A cheery female voice said from the right of them.
All of them looked over and saw a woman that looked to be in her mid-forties with a bright red blazer and skirt with matching pointy shoes and lipstick smiling at them like they had told her they were the greatest Archangels come to take her to heaven.
"That'd be us." Doctor Reid smiled as he took a step forward with his hand outstretched.
Her smile faltered for a second when she saw the elder Reid, but she quickly smiled again and shook his hand.
"Well, pleasure to meet you, Sandy Jacobson, very pleased to meet you. Let me just show you the house." She smiled, letting go of his hand and walking to the front door.
"Let us see the gorgeousness." The younger genius declared, following the woman to the house.
She gave a small forced chuckle as she unlocked the door. She pushed it open and held her arm out so that they could get into the house first.
"Ooooh, stairs." "Puck" smiled before rushing to the stairs that had walls around it and a door to close so that it could be unseen.
His cousin laughed as he walked into the house casually, Morgan right behind him.
"Wow, big living area." The elder Spencer appraised, looking around the large front room, it connected to the dining room, which made everything look very open.
There was also a large window that took up a good portion of the wall in the dining room.
"Yes it is, and you'll be happy that there are four bedrooms as well as two bathrooms, a study, and an open space that you may do anything with between the two bedrooms upstairs." The woman smiled.
"Well, we only need two bedrooms, but it's nice to know that pretty much anyone we have over will be able to have their own room." The elder genius smiled at her before looking around the room some more.
"… Right." Ther girl smiled tightly. "Well, um, I better get the papers out of the kitchen, I'll be right back."
She turned on her heel and walked around the corner.
"Is it just me, or is she icy?" Derek whispered, leaning in to Doctor Reid.
The elder genius's phone went off, which he immediately checked and rolled his eyes.
"Stop eavesdropping!" The elder Reid command, showing the text to Morgan.
"She's a homophobe." The male from Chicago read, and then furrowed his eyebrows. "Are you sure?"
"Absolutely, jeez, what kind of profiler are you?" The younger adult chuckled.
The woman came back into the room with the same large fake smile and a clipboard in her hand.
"Now, onto the bedrooms, the master one is at the end of this hall and has its own bathroom attached to it." She smiled.
"That'll really come in handy." Derek smiled at her, deciding to have a bit of fun. "Won't it Sweetie?" He asked, turning to the doctor as he wrapped one arm around his waist.
It took seconds for the elder genius to know what was happening.
"Yes dear, especially after… um…" The doctor mad himself blush and chuckled slightly.
Derek smiled at that before looking at the woman again.
"Yes," She breathed, smile tight again. "Um, the kitchen, is quite large." She said, trying to change the subject.
"Oh, that's amazing, Darling, you can finally have the kitchen you always wanted. You know I love your breakfast buffet." The adult genius smiled, snuggling more into Derek's side.
"Yes well… alright. Also, the dining room is very large, so if you want to have a dinner part, it is perfect." The woman said, her grip on the clipboard now vice like.
"That will be great, when Emily and Jennifer come over, we can have a double date." Derek smiled, deciding to pull out the other guns.
"That will be fantastic, great idea Gorgeous." The doctor smiled, leaning in to his teammates' space.
"I get it from my lovely Fiancé." Morgan smiled, leaning in as well.
When they were not even a full inch apart, the realtor snapped.
"THAT IS ENOUGH!" She shouted, throwing the clipboard down. "You are the filth of this earth! God wants you to burn in Hell and you will for your perversions! All the evil in the world is because of you all, and that kid is damned because of what you've shown him! You are going to rot in Hell you-" She was cut off by her phone ringing.
He pulled it out, pressed talk and put it to her ear.
"Hello?" She snapped, then her face softened and her eyes grew in fear. "Oh, sir, I'm sorry, I was…. What? No, I wasn't yelling at customers…. No I didn't get mad at them for being gay… I didn't- … How did you know?" She tried to defend.
Then she got a short answer and was hung up on. She huffed in annoyance before glaring at them.
"Another realtor will be here within twenty minutes." She said angrily before storming out of the house.
"Ok, what just happened?" Morgan asked, looking around confused.
"Puck" came up to them holding his phone in one hand, a huge smile on his face.
"I think we should get this house… I like it now, we have history with it." He smiled, before twirling around in the empty space with his arms outstretched.
The elder Reid just laughed, moving away from Derek slightly.
"I agree… Fond memories like this one will not just come from any house." He laughed, crossing his arms.
"Well… This was an odd day." Morgan said, looking at the still spinning teen.
"We found a house, we found a house, we found a house," "Puck" sang as he just kept spinning.
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