POI fic: Falling out
TITLE: POI fic - Falling Out
AUTHOR: whomii2
RATING: G
SUMMARY: James Bond crossover AU #6. 00 Reese manages to tick off his Quartermaster
NOTES: inspired by AprilValentine's reference to Astolat's 10 in 10 challenge.
“H” had been giving 00Reese the cold shoulder for the past few days after Reese had inadvertently ruined his latest gadget. H turned a deaf ear to all Reese’s excuses, saying that the instructions he had given were quite simple and clear.
Although H was always polite and never raised his voice during their work interactions, Reese could tell he was angry and no longer engaged in their usual friendly banter when John was in the office. Reese would have to admit to himself he missed that camaraderie. He liked H, who was the only geek in Q-branch with any dress sense (in fact, H might be the best dressed person in all of MI6, Reese included). Reese had enjoyed the occasions where their chats had turned to fashion, and the relative merits of classic vs more modern tuxedos. On one memorable occasion H had actually made some emergency alterations to Reese's attire, proving as adept at tailoring as he was with high tech equipment.
Reese wanted a return to normal, but so far all of his peace offerings of tea and doughnuts hadn’t done much to thaw H’s chilly disposition.
Finally, it seemed there might be a thaw in H's disapproval when H summoned Reese to his office and handed him a piece of tech. Reese took the small device from the angry genius gingerly, wondering what it would do. Before H could give Reese any instructions he was distracted by a beeping sound on his laptop, and turned away to start typing out commands. R fidgeted in place, knowing better than to leave the office with the tech before H dismissed him. He began looking over the device, noticing a small red button on the back. He pushed the button, wondering what would happen when POOF the small device exploded, covering R with a fine layer of pastel glitter. H commented without taking his eyes from his screen “perhaps this will teach you to be more careful with your equipment”. Reese slunk off to the nearest washroom to clean up, sure that H would have at least ensured that his suit would survive unharmed. He glared at the residents of Q branch who were unsuccessfully hiding their snickers, and was sure that video of the incident would be circulating the building shortly.
On the bright side, having extracted his revenge, H was now likely to forgive Reese and would probably even gift him with some exciting new tech in honor of their reconciliation. But even if he never received another exploding pen, John was happy just to have his friend back.
AUTHOR: whomii2
RATING: G
SUMMARY: James Bond crossover AU #6. 00 Reese manages to tick off his Quartermaster
NOTES: inspired by AprilValentine's reference to Astolat's 10 in 10 challenge.
“H” had been giving 00Reese the cold shoulder for the past few days after Reese had inadvertently ruined his latest gadget. H turned a deaf ear to all Reese’s excuses, saying that the instructions he had given were quite simple and clear.
Although H was always polite and never raised his voice during their work interactions, Reese could tell he was angry and no longer engaged in their usual friendly banter when John was in the office. Reese would have to admit to himself he missed that camaraderie. He liked H, who was the only geek in Q-branch with any dress sense (in fact, H might be the best dressed person in all of MI6, Reese included). Reese had enjoyed the occasions where their chats had turned to fashion, and the relative merits of classic vs more modern tuxedos. On one memorable occasion H had actually made some emergency alterations to Reese's attire, proving as adept at tailoring as he was with high tech equipment.
Reese wanted a return to normal, but so far all of his peace offerings of tea and doughnuts hadn’t done much to thaw H’s chilly disposition.
Finally, it seemed there might be a thaw in H's disapproval when H summoned Reese to his office and handed him a piece of tech. Reese took the small device from the angry genius gingerly, wondering what it would do. Before H could give Reese any instructions he was distracted by a beeping sound on his laptop, and turned away to start typing out commands. R fidgeted in place, knowing better than to leave the office with the tech before H dismissed him. He began looking over the device, noticing a small red button on the back. He pushed the button, wondering what would happen when POOF the small device exploded, covering R with a fine layer of pastel glitter. H commented without taking his eyes from his screen “perhaps this will teach you to be more careful with your equipment”. Reese slunk off to the nearest washroom to clean up, sure that H would have at least ensured that his suit would survive unharmed. He glared at the residents of Q branch who were unsuccessfully hiding their snickers, and was sure that video of the incident would be circulating the building shortly.
On the bright side, having extracted his revenge, H was now likely to forgive Reese and would probably even gift him with some exciting new tech in honor of their reconciliation. But even if he never received another exploding pen, John was happy just to have his friend back.