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((A/N: Revised version of what I posted in the chat. This is totally uncanonical, as I don't have Permission, and also because I haven't yet decided whether or not Meg exists.))

"You know, I've always admired you," T'Kat said. She glanced across the table at the other woman. Vulcan ideals were well and good, but this was definitely an occasion when she needed to figure out how emotional cues worked. She observed Meg look downward and start cleaning under her nails with her knife. However, she was nearly certain her mouth had twisted into a smile.

"Really? Why?" Meg asked offhandedly.

T'Kat shifted around to face her, almost knocking her cane from where it was propped against the table. She was surprised and pleased to see the wrinkles on Meg's forehead deepen with worry in the moments before she caught it.

"Well, you're a very creative exorcist, for starters."

Meg's laugh could almost be called girlish. It startled T'Kat to remember that the time-hardened woman she'd befriended was only thirty-six years old, less than a quarter her own age. Humans grew up so fast, especially in pre-modern continua.

"I have been impressed by how confident you are," T'Kat said, "Especially after having lived in such a repressive universe. I've heard Macbeth called Shakespeare's most misogynistic play."

"Oh, it wasn't so bad for me," Meg said, "According to the play, Lady Mackers had a hard time of it, but my husband was a good man."

"I'm sure that is true, but I would prefer you not speak of your husband unless it's strictly necessary." Meg looked up for a moment, and suddenly they were looking into each other's eyes. T'Kat looked away.

"My emotions are not the same as a Human's," T'Kat continued, "and I don't think that what I am feeling now is analogous to jealousy, but you are free to think of it as such."

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Meg's cheeks growing pinker. Was that a good sign? It had been so long since she'd tried to seduce anyone but Anthek. And even that was years ago now.

"I suppose you're right," Meg said, "I have been making up for lost time." T'Kat furrowed her brow. Did that follow logically from what they had been talking about before? Perhaps this was one of those conversations that didn't need to make sense in the strictest way. She could use that to her advantage.

"Would you like to come over to my Response Center, feed each other chocolate, make out, and whatever would plausibly follow that?" Meg's eyes went wide at that, but she smiled.

T'Kat was about to wiggle her eyebrows suggestively when her partner galloped over, a bowl full of soggy enchiladas and what looked like an empty bottle of ranch dressing balanced precariously on eir abdomen.

"T'Kat! T'Kat!" Kebrdå stopped to catch eir breath for a moment. "T'Kat, what does a spoon look like? The cafeteria worker said I needed one."

T'Kat sighed. Not dramatically...but on the spectrum leading to that adverb. Meg burst out laughing.

T'Kat picked up her own spoon from her empty soup bowl and held it out in front of the still-woefully-undereducated Venusian. A piece of noodle flicked off and onto eir feeler. Ey pressed eir lips together in consternation.

"I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" Meg laughed even harder at that. Kebrdå's mouth opened slightly as he recognized her voice.

"Oh! That's the Human you are in a relationship with? Want to do a relationship with? I'm getting that wrong." Ey froze for a moment, eir feelers twitching from side to side, then turned and ran.

Finch and Bingle and Maz and Yocherry and John Johnson from Accounting. Those fellows.

Er. Assuming this's under same rules as the Discord one.

And who has wish-cubes in his possession. He is a spooky wizard after all.

Apecian ran down the hall, gasping. True, he could clear up the tiredness with a bit of charge from his stone, but that'd be a waste, even when escaping from them. A line of red tape flew past him, narrowly missing entangling his legs. "Bunnies," he muttered between gasps.

“Get back here!” a voice cried. That voice belonged to the Notary, possibly the most annoying person in all of Headquarters, Flowers included.

“Nope!” Apecian yelled back, still running. Up ahead, he could see a split. Great! If he could just go through a few more of those, he could lose her! He should have known not to think that. The IO was always listening.

“We’ve got you!” The Notary cried, dashing out from the left corridor. She faced him, staser in her right hand and a ridiculously tall stack of paperwork hugged to her side by her left. Apecian turned, hoping he was wrong, but, of course, he wasn’t. The Notary was in front of him this way, too.

“Great,” he muttered. One of the Notaries has split off from the other one, and they’d somehow managed to trap him in this hallway. The Notary who had been in front of him, but was now behind him, walked up to him and pulled several papers off the top of the pile.
“These are the forms you’ll need to complete to get the item you requested,” she told him. She pulled even more papers from the pile. “And here are two extra copies. Please fill them all out.” Apecian looked around, trying to figure a way out, but it was no use. They had him boxed in, and without his hammer, he couldn’t even try and tackle one out of the way, because the other would shoot his feet off, and then they’d make him help put all the papers the one he’d tackled had dropped in order. He shuddered at the thought. No, better just to accept it. He sighed, and accepted the papers from the Notary.

“Do either of you have a pen?” he asked. The Notaries looked at each other. Should they…? No, that would be excessive, even for them. One reached into a pocket and pulled out a number two pencil, a pencil sharpener, and an eraser.

“Use these,” she told the Homunculus. “If you make a mistake, erase it thoroughly so that no confusion will result.” He groaned, and took it, and the forms.

“This is gonna suck,” he muttered.

“Would you like some help?” a familiar voice called from the end of the hallway. Apecian looked up, and grinned.
“Michael!” he cried, getting to his feet. Indeed, it was his partner, wearing his yellow Tracker’s Lenses, which explained how he’d managed to find his partner without getting lost. “Thank goodness. Could you fill these out for me? The Notary’s trying to get me to do it three times!” Michael smiled, and shook his head.

“I’m not going to do it all for you,” he said, walking to his partner. “But…” He paused as he bent down, then rifled through the papers, pulled out a number of them, and stood up again. “If you’ll do one set, I’ll do the other two.”

Apecian grimaced, but said, “Sure.” He snatched the writing materials from the Notary in front of him, and Michael graciously accepted a set from the other Notary. The two agents then sat down to work on them as the Notaries looked on triumphantly.

"Let's see, who's awesome... Mega Lucario, that'll be cool! And maybe a Primeape, or a Scrafty, or... hey, Mike, what are some cool Fighting-types?" Apecian asked his partner.

"I am not sure at the moment," Michael said, not looking up from the screen. "However, assuming they exist, I would recommend a Fighting and Rock-type or a Fighting and Electric-type to take on Flying-types, and a Fighting and Dark-type or a Fighting and Ghost-type to take on Psychic types," he said. "Now, please, Apecian, I hate to be rude, but please, may I have a moment? I have to run analysis on my team to see what happens if I replace Claydol with Gallade." Apecian sighed, and rolled over on the couch.

"You're no fun," he said quietly. Michael did not hear him.

"Steadfast, I believe, will be better than Justified. Hmm, I think Swords Dance will be very effective. Psycho Cut, of course, what kind of Psychic-type player would I be if I didn't have that?" Michael continued in this vein for some time, and Apecian kept sulking until Michael was finished, at which point he quickly began begging Michael to help him.

PC pointed out that having two agents becoming Speshul from the same author is Not Cool and I'll be taking the mission down and probably going to rewrite the interlude with Dawn

Apecian looked down at the puppy in front of him. It was absolutely adorable. He couldn't tell what breed it was, but he knew it was perfect. "Awww," he cooed. He scratched the puppy behind the ears. "Who's a cute puppy? Who's a cute puppy? Are you a cute puppy? Yes you are! Yes you are!" The puppy's tongue slipped out of its mouth, and it rolled onto its belly, clearly asking for a belly rub. Apecian happily obliged. "Isn't he the cutest?" he asked his partner.

"Apecian," Michael sighed. "I don't think we can take care of a puppy. Besides, we already have Ron and Mayuku. Do we really need another pet?"

"Please," Apecian begged, looking up and trying to make his eyes wider. It didn't really work.

"No."

"Oh, come on! I promise, this is the last pet, and I'll take care of him!" Michael considered it for a moment.

"You'll feed him?" he asked.

"Yup!"

"And teach him to use Ron's box?"

"Of course!"

"And pick up after him when he forgets?"

"Uh huh!"

"And make sure he doesn't chew up my books?"

"Yeah!" Apecian said eagerly. Michael sighed.

"Alright, you've got a month. If you can prove to me you can take care of him by yourself for that long, you can keep him."

"Woo hoo!" Apecian cheered. He picked up the puppy carefully, and started scratching behind its ears again. "Aren't you just the cutest? Yes you are! Yes you are! You're gonna come live with us now, okay?" The puppy yipped. "I know! You'll love it. We'll give you food, and you can sleep in my bed, and- oh! You need a name. How about... Socrates?" The newly dubbed Socrates yipped again. Apecian smiled and kept scratching as he followed his partner to the next scene.

The Monotype and wish ones are mine, the kitten one is from Akrinor, the puppy one is from Iximaz, and the romantic relationships one and the two Notaries one are from Mattman the Comet!

This...?

romantic relationships! Otherwise known as rooster-blocking! Please, guys, don't get let this one get out of hand.

Gaspard turned the cube over in his hands, studying the intricate carvings inlaid on five of the faces and the ornate ruby with the immaculately polished facets on the sixth. He looked at the cloaked figure in front of him.

“One wish?” he said.

“Only one,” said the man. “Say it aloud and press the button.”

“And this works?” said Gaspard, placing the cube button-up on the table in front of him. “Just like magic?”

“It is magic,” said the man, crossing his arms. “Go on. Make a wish.”

Gaspard looked back at the cube. There were a lot of things he wished for-- an end to war or to disease or to unhappiness. Or perhaps food for everyone on Earth or even--

The cloaked man leaned in. “You can be selfish, too,” he said simply.

Gaspard leaned back a little, wondering if this man was able to read minds. His gaze fell upon the cube again as he wondered-- what would make him happy?

“I... I’m not worth spending a wish on,” he said slowly. “I’m not the smartest or kindest or wisest person here-- there must be someone better qualified than me to be entrusted with a wish. I don’t deserve this.”

Even though the man’s face was obscured by his cowl, Gaspard could feel the disappointment in his eyes. “Are you sure?” he asked.

The Spy returned the gaze. “Give it to someone who really needs it.”

The man wordlessly pushed the cube back towards Gaspard, who seemed to recoil from it. “I’ll say it again. You are allowed to be selfish.”

Gaspard stared at the wish-cube in silence for a long few minutes. Then, ever so slowly, he raised his hand and placed it on the big red button. “I wish to not die alone,” he said in a tiny voice as he pressed the button.

How do your agents prepare?

are caught in the crossfire!

... finds a live kitten in their meal.

... were given a single wish, what would they do with it?

To anybody who feels like it, go ahead and do whatever you feel like with my prospective agents, Apecian and Michael.

... and it seems like it'd be more convenient and fun if we moved it here! The basic idea is that we give each other prompts, and then we write fics in response to those prompts, using either our agents or, with the permission of others, the agents of said others. So, I'm going to start mini-threads for who's willing to have their agents used by others, and one for every prompt we've gotten so far. If you feel like making another prompt, post it in reply to this post. If you're giving permission for your agents to be used or are posting a fic/ficlet, post in the mini-threads that apply to you, and have a blast! All this is non-canon unless stated otherwise, of course, and I don't think anybody will mind some OOCness, or a lot, depending on the prompt. So, with that said, let's go!

Jacques' first official appearance, yay! I love that guy.

I really like Ix's character. Becoming an immortal werewolf sounds like an interesting challenge for anyone. I'm not quite familiar with Starcatchers, so can I ask what the exact extent of Ix's new powers are going to be?

Also, the interaction between Ix and Jacques is great. Jacques is about the perfect character for Ix to talk to about this new development, and I'm eager to see if more interaction between them happens in the future!

Especially considering that it turned out to be Jacques... ahem.

It's really nice to see Jacques fleshed out a bit, since he's been given an offhand mention a few times. Though the lack of flirting disappointed me... Right, sorry. It was a nice, thoughtful piece, and I'm glad that Ix and Charlotte made up at the end, too. They might have only been together a week, but I really love that they actually talk about their issues and work things through and in general act like a healthy couple instead of so many other fictional pairings.

Ix and Charlotte have a fight, and Ix makes a new 'friend'.

YOu forgot to edit the Wikia's Mini page with the Undertale and Bayonetta minis.

1) Sure enough, no sooner had the portal opened up when the screaming began.
Sure enough, no sooner had the portal opened up than the screaming began.

2) I will personally partake in the consequences that may befall you two because of it.
As written, you are saying that Whitney is going to be punished alongside Backslash and Lapis. Unless I misunderstand the context, what you really want to say isthat Whitney will be doing the punishing. As such, you're missing a few words:
I will personally partake in doling out [or some other verb phrase] the consequences that will befall you two because of it.

3) is Enzo, whomever he is, supposed to be hated by the fandom of this Bayonetta game?
Misuse of "whom". The pronoun is the subject of its clause, hence the correct word is "whoever"

4) as well as the guy who made those guns of hers’
Delete the apostrophe.

5) Pou eínai éna kaló agóri?
Error in the Greek. Pou means "where". As shown when I provided the translations for you, the correct word is poios.

6) They were originally Hollows who they cracked their masks
Extra word.

7) “I still feel like something something alcoholic,”
Extra word.

8) The Bleach manga available in most bookstores, and I’m sure Let’s Plays of the first Bayonetta game exist on the Internet
Missing a word: "The Bleach manga is available…"


Aside from that, a few questions:
1) Scabbard Fair the mini
I thought you established that the mini was not Scabbard Fair but instead one of the misspellings of Vigrid. I quote:
“Hold up, Drunky,” said Backslash. “Are you sure that mini-Fortitudo is Scabbard Fair? I think I remember something along the lines of that spelling in the first Bayonetta game.”
He picked up the mini and examined it carefully. Sure enough, its tail looked oddly stiff and stuck up at a weird angle. When he looked back at Cupid, yet another mini-Fortitudo, this one with a bandit’s mask pattern over its human chest-face, was perched on his head.
The two male agents looked at each other, and then both of them facepalmed (or face-winged, in Cupid’s case).
“Oh, Vigrid!” cried Cupid. “The city where the first game takes place! How could we have missed that?!”

2) Lapis's electrokinesis
Multiple times in the mission, you have Lapis sparkling with electricity. But IIRC, her powers were water based, and according to her page on the Wikia, she lost those. Is there something I'm missing?

3) Backslash the elitist
You mention in the A/N that "I feel that Backslash is becoming an obnoxious elitist". How so? Unless there's something I've missed (which is possible); I haven't seen it.

4) Whitney punched her fist,
What were you trying to say here?

>Love the new character designs, with the shorts and pants instead of skirts.

>Not a fan of the Twilight/Brad/Other Dude love triangle. Bleh.

>Midnight Sparkle's presence is intriguing.

>Okay, Gloriosa is annoying me. -_-

>GO AWAY, OTHER DUDE, AND TAKE BRAD WITH YOU

>Please tell me Other Dude is the villain... wait, no, he's a red herring, isn't he?

>(OT: wait, they can get cell reception out in the woods?)

>HA! I KNEW IT! GLORIOSA!

>Does every Equestria Girls movie end with an evil transformation?

>"Freaky-deaky" made me crack up.

>Okay, Everfree!Gloriosa would be fun to cosplay. Nice villain song, too.

>APPLEJACK THROWING THAT BOULDER WAS AWESOME.

>Pony Magical Girl AU, anyone?

>OTHER GUY DON'T YOU DARE—oh, good on you for stopping that kiss, Gloriosa.

>So now the Humane Six have permanent powers? I smell sequels.

>Sunset Shimmer: DUN DUN DUN.

>Portal's glowing? I stand corrected: DUN. DUN. DUNNNN.

>Overall: Meh. I liked the first two better. Here's hoping the next movie's more entertaining.