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Three sighed as they unfortunately had to stop cuddling with Eight. “I think I should get going now. I have to meet with Agent 1 soon.”
“Aw…” Eight wrapped her arms back around Three. “Five minutes?”
“I wish, but it’s bad for the captain to be late. I’ll be back in a few hours, then I’m all yours again.”
Eight sighed, but knew work had to be done. “Okay. See you then, love.”
She hugged Three and gave them a big kiss on the forehead. She pulled back, then giggled and gave another kiss.
Three giggled as well. “No, the infinite kiss trick only works once! I’ll see you later, Eight.”
Three and Callie met up at Octo Canyon, where most of their supplies in Inkopolis were still located. Three set up a makeshift desk—an empty crate and two folding chairs. Callie walked into the shack, already dreading the work ahead of her. She glanced at Three and made a face like she was holding back a laugh.
Three raised an eyebrow. “You look pretty happy about research and paperwork. Should I be worried?”
“Nope, I just… thought of something funny. Let’s get started.”
It didn’t take long for the “desk” to get covered with papers. Their laptops were no better, with at least a dozen windows, each having a dozen tabs open. Every so often, Callie would look up at Three and stifle a laugh. Three was suspicious, to say the least. But all of the agents knew better than to play pranks while doing paperwork (the threat of spending more time doing paperwork was very effective at keeping them in line.)
Callie stood up to stretch after being hunched over for way too long. “Ugh, I can’t stand this! You’re the captain, can’t you ban paperwork?”
Three stretched as well after seeing Callie. “Then how do we write that rule? Just a few more minutes, then let’s take some time off.”
Callie sighed dramatically and slumped back in her chair. Then she looked at Three again and got that same smirk on her face.
“Alright, really, what’s the deal?” Three asked
That only made her want to laugh more. “Nothing, nothing. Is it so wrong for me to be happy when I see my bestest buddy ever?”
They crossed their arms, which finally made Callie burst into laughter.
“What’s that super funny joke you’ve been thinking of this whole time?”
Callie caught her breath. “Whew… Not a joke, believe it or not. Just… tell Eight that I like her lipstick.”
It took a moment, but they finally realized what was so funny, and why Callie was focused on their forehead. They quickly got their phone out and opened the front camera. And there it was, right in the middle of their forehead: two giant kiss marks from a certain someone.
Three groaned and buried their face in their hands in an attempt to hide the kisses and their blushing. “Are you kidding!? That’s been there the whole time!?”
Callie patted their shoulder, still amused. “Don’t worry, I was only able to sneak one pic.”
3: no kisses tonight
8: Oh no, is there that much work?
3: no, i'll be home
3: but youre banned from kissing until this lipstick comes off my forehead