Hello. I could tell you about my life etc., but frankly, you only need to read this story to know what I've been doing. Hopefully I will be updating both this and 'B and L' in the next few days. Enjoy... (at least, as much as you can)
Disclaimer: I don't own Primeval. Or a brain, judging by how my A/Ns are going recently.
"I still don't see why..."
"Shhh..." A woman in a black suit at the front of the room looked up from her book frowned at Stephen who quickly became silent. Until she looked back down.
"...we have to waste time doing this."
"Mr Hart," she warned, not looking up this time. Stephen ignored her. Abby sighed and looked across to Stephen, who was on the desk to her right.
"Every member of these government organisations has to take an aptitude and IQ test. You know that."
"How can there be an aptitude test for catching..."
"Stephen!" exclaimed Cutter, sharply, stopping the tracker before he revealed anything in front of the attending woman, who consequently misread the situation.
"Thank you Mr Cutter, I am quite capable of controlling my own test room." She turned to Stephen and Abby. "May I remind you that if you fail these tests, you fail to get the position, job or support you require."
The room fell silent as Cutter and Abby returned to the test and Stephen went back to doodling on the back of his hand... and the desk. The silence lasted at least a minute.
"Is there a physical test?"
"No," answered Cutter. Stephen slumped back in his chair. "Come on, it's only for an hour and I'll take you to the pub afterwards."
"Can I come?" asked Abby. Cutter smiled.
"Of course. We can actually start..."
"Don't say team bonding. Team bonding is only done to waste time at work, not in free time."
"Proper team bonding happens in free time," giggled Abby.
"ENOUGH!" cried the woman. "If you have quite finished arranging your personal lives, I suggest you follow the example of the young gentleman at the front here." She pointed towards Connor, who bent over the paper, completely oblivious to the world around him.
Abby smirked, Cutter stifled a giggle and Stephen coughed to cover his mirth.
"By the way, I have the results of the tests back," added Lester, as they came to the end of a conversation about an anomaly earlier that day. "Though I fear I may have to send them back and demand the real results."
Cutter frowned. "Why?"
"Because for some reason Connor has beaten all three of you."
"What? Really?" Connor grabbed the envelope and pulled out the sheet of white paper, he scanned down the page, grinning massively as he confirmed this fact. Lester stood up and snatched the paper back.
"Give it back, Temple. There's obviously been a mistake; these people haven't managed to get a single thing right since the tests were created." Stephen coughed awkwardly. Lester frowned. "What?"
"Well, err, you see..." Lester sighed and handed Connor the page back.
"On second thoughts, maybe you can keep it. Suddenly, I think that today must be a day of miracles and they are correct."
Abby blushed, Cutter scratched the back of his head and Stephen studied the ink that had failed to washed off the back of his hand.
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