I don't own SpyxFamily okay? Yes I know it's taken awhile for me to update this, but I am. So anyway, enough of this A/N, on with the fic!
Anya was staring intently at Professor Henderson during the lecture, trying to take notes, and read Damian's mind, to see if he would have a time where he would be by himself. His uggo friends follow him everywhere. Maybe I should try in the bathroom….. SHe thought. She looked towards Damian intensely as if she was trying to read his mind more than ever. However, it seemed that all she could hear from his mind was that he was repeating the lesson from Professor Henderson in his mind. She placed her face down in frustration and banged her head on the desk.
"Miss Forger, are you well?" Professor Henderson asked when he heard the noise.
"Uhhhhh…I got a headache Professor Henderson sir, that's why I banged my head on the desk. It's an old folk remedy!" She said quickly.
"Well, it is quite puzzling then, how would causing more injury relieve a headache?" He mused. He then turned to the chalkboard and wrote the question on it. "I do believe that we can use Miss Forger's predicament as our discussion today."
"Maybe if she beats her head enough, she'll be so stupid she'll forget her head hurts." Emile laughed.
"Isn't that right Lord Damian?" Ewen added.
"That's not really a good way to put it." Damian said, hearing this Anya and Becky perked up. Oh he may be close to admitting he cares about her! He stood up to his uggo friends! Becky thought. "But many people choose to follow folk remedies after feeling they must do something and have a distrust of newer sciences and developments. Their progress has been marked with many failures and bad effects, causing distrust. And pain from hitting your head can be different from pain from a headache, so it would be a distraction."
"Ellegantly put." Professor Henderson said. Anya perked up and smiled. "And Masters Elman and Egeburg, please see me after class. Disparaging another student's intellect is not elegant at all."
As the lesson went on, Becky wrote down all the ways she had seen in Berlint in Love of how surprise love confessions were given. They had recess and lunch coming up, which would be times where it would be best to try, but at the same time, very risky. They wanted Damian away from his friends who she thought were the ones that were making him think Anya was ugly when he had shown so many times that he liked her. He was just a young boy after all. They didn't understand love. So they showed it as making fun of the girl they liked. When you marry Damian, I will plan your wedding, your maid of honor, the most beautiful thing ever with a 21 gun salute from Blackbell Heavy Industries tanks!
Loid sat down at his desk and sighed. He really wanted this to just be a normal date to keep up the appearance of a happy marriage for Operation Strix. But his mission was there, to spy on the marriages of the elite memes or Ostonia society. It was maddening, he just wanted to have a nice date with Yor. Fionna as a waitress was also a complication. Why would the handler make us work together on a time like this knowing how Fionna acts. He took a drink of water and sighed. But it is for the mission and simple intelligence gathering. Shouldn't get too out of hand right? He pleaded feebly with himself. The extra work was getting to him, and there were times it did worry him that it was ruining Operation Strix. Looking at his watch, he knew he had to leave and headed back to the house, where Yor was bound to be waiting.
Yor had the day off, and was preparing for what was bound to be a hectic day. What will Loid say when I am not there through half the symphony? He will turn me in! I can't have him do that. I also can't tell him what I am really doing. I could just say I have to use the bathroom, but I don't even know the client I will be sent to kill. I could also get really messy really fast. She sighed, remembering when she was recuperating from a gunshot wound to the butt and how hard she had tried to hide the injury. She looked at her dress and smiled. If nothing else, it was perfect for a fancy restaurant and orchestra dates. As she looked around, she saw a magazine with an article about the Berlint Symphony. This is helpful… She thought as she sat down and read the magazine and took in the pictures, thinking of how she would be able to sneak out and do her job and act like there was nothing abnormal.
Anya and Becky were at recess looking over at Damian and his friends at recess, trying not to be spotted at the same time. Professor Henderson was watching over the first years intently, making sure nothing was unbecoming of children their age. Some of them were taking this time to hand out cards and other small candies and tokens of friendship, but nothing like was seen from the older children on Valentine's days. Anya was feeling in her pocket for the chocolate while Becky was looking over her notes from every Berlint in Love she had seen. "Alright Becky, what do you want me to do?" Anya said.
"I'm thinking…" Becky said. "It has to be perfect. And not something that Professor Henderson would get you in trouble for. One of the girls in the library was upset this morning when she and her boyfriend had earned a Tonitrus bolt for making out in the hallway before school even started. And you don't need any more of those.
"I saw this one ninja anime where the girl who had a crush on the boy and she presented him with a healing ointment after his fight." Anya said.
Becky thought on this a minute. "I think I know what you are talking about. I saw that, and it might work….the girl was very cute and you're cute…." Anya smiled. "And if that doesn't work, there's a plan at lunch I have for the infamous Kabedon! He can't avoid you then."
At this, Anya took the bag of chocolates in her hand and closed her eyes, replaying the scene she saw in her mind. Damian was on his own, while Emile and Ewen were in other places, digging through a box with 3 other boys near them. This is for Papa's mission. If I am Syboy's girlfriend then papa will get to meet his daddy and they will be best friends…. Anya thought as she headed over to him.
"Uhhh…." Anya began
"What is it…" Damian began, turning to Anya with a neutral look on his face. Good, he isn't mad. She thought as she began to hold out the bag of chocolates.
"I….uh….uh…." Anya stumbled as Becky looked on, cheering her on silently. Come on, come on you got this! She thought.
"Lord Damian!" Ewen said waving with Emile behind him. "We're playing 3 on 3 football! Come join us."
"Sounds fun." Damian said turning away from Anya, leaving her pink in the face, holding out the bag.
Professor Henderson came up to her and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Miss Forger."
"Uh oh…." Anya said looking up at him.
"Were you attempting to give Damian something?" Professor Henderson asked, seeing a young crush blossoming. While he would be first to scorn the students making out on school grounds during school hours, this was technically recess and just a sweet expression. Anya stood up straight and scared. "You are not in trouble."
"I made him some chocolates for Valentine's Day." Anya admitted.
"Such a sweet and elegant gesture of companionship." He said, having seen this so many times over his many years of teaching. The first graders were always so adorable. "Did you and Miss Blackbell make those?"
"Yes." Anya said blankly.
"So elegant. Handmade gifts show much more care." Professor Henderson said. "Well best of luck to you Miss Forger." Professor Henderson said.
Meanwhile Fionna was in Sylvia Sherwood's office waiting for her orders for the mission she was assigned to. "Nightfall, I have an assignment for you. You are to be a waitress in Le Repas D'or and gather us intel on the couples there. Twilight is on a date to keep up the appearances for Operation Strix. However, much of Ostania's elite are taking their wives there for Valentine's Day, and it is known that many of them have disgruntled ideas towards their spouses. This can be useful. However, you are not to have direct contact with Twilight. If you must communicate with him, you will need to find indirect ways to do so. Do you understand?"
"Yes Handler." Fionna nodded.
"Good." Sylvia said. "I understand how this mission must be personally taxing on you, but remember, this is to prevent war."
"Understood." Fionna said. She had not known anyone to know of her feelings for Loid, but she was not about to push things and endure the wrath of The Fullmetal Lady.
"You will be there as a new hire. Highly recommended from years of experience with high end service." Sylvia explained. Arrive at Le Repas D'or by 1 pm. Meet with Twilight at noon and give him this cipher." It was a menu with various specials. "I want you to mention various drinks and specials to indicate what you have found out. This will help to reduce any unnecessary meetings between you two. He will report to me anything he finds as well. But his objective is to keep up the appearance of a loving upper crust psychologist family man for Operation Strix. Understood. No matter how much our personal feelings tell us otherwise." Sylvia looked at Fionna as if to read her mind.
"Understood." Fionna said.
"Good. And Godspeed" Sylvia said as Fionna took the file and walked out.
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