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Four Meet Mouse

Stepping inside the Ghosts headquarters, Four spotted a new face, he was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Their eyes met, briefly.

"Four meet Mouse, the Marksman," One suddenly spoke from behind, spinning himself lazily in the swivel chair and stopped, facing Mouse's direction. "And Mouse, this is Four, the Skywalker."

Four placed his bag down and approached the new guy. "Mouse," he noted as he walked towards him, stopping right in front of him.

"Hi." The man said, pursing his lips together.

"That's a funny name."

Mouse simply gave him a shrug of his shoulders. Four only nodded his head, giving the newcomer a good stare from head to toe. He flicked his fingers towards him. "So, since you're here. It means that you're…"

"...dead." Mouse finished, bopping his head.

"How?"

"Air strike."

Four continued bombarding Mouse with questions of how he died and all that. And the new guy willingly explained.

"...So, you can say that we were framed. But if my mates learned that Ghosts exist, they would surely turn against you."

"Us." Four corrected. "You're one of us now."

Mouse grew silent. His eyes drifted on the space between them. Four was right. He's dead. Basically, a ghost. He wondered if there were other Joes that had survived, and if there were, how many were they?

"New guy?" Seven came in and propped himself on the desk in front of One who gave a nod towards Mouse's way who was still being interrogated by Four.

"So, are we gonna call him Eight? Did you ask his name?" Seven inquired, as the guy who was against the idea of keeping their identities from each other, he had made a new rule to let everyone exclusive in their circle, to know their real names, because he believed that even though the world knew they're dead, they're still pretty much alive. And One didn't have the right to take that away from them. They're family now.

"He calls himself Mouse. Sneaky little rat." One played his fingers in the air, scrunching his face playfully as he did so.

"He's a mouse, not a rat!"

"Rat and mouse are the same."

"He calls himself Mouse for a reason."

"I can call him Rat, and he won't mind."

"Mouse sounds better. They're like the good version of Rat. And rats are the bad ones, the pests."

"How did you know that? Are you a fan of Mickey the Mouse?"

"It's Mickey Mouse."

"He's Mouse. Not Mickey Mouse!" Four suddenly barged in. Seven and One turned to his direction and One in a suave manner, signaled his finger for Four to continue with his business talking with Mouse, or perhaps he should call him Eight.

Four just rolled his eyes at him and turned back to Mouse.

"So, what exactly does a Marksman do-" Four was cut off when suddenly he was whipped towards Mouse and the buckle of his belt was glued against Mouse's own. "Fuck!"

"What happened?" Mouse panicked as he tried to pull himself off from Four but it was impossible. They're literally stuck like two magnets that had been put together. "How-"

A hysterical laugh.

Both turned their heads and saw One, on the chair, laughing with hands on his belly. His body almost curled as he continued laughing and even wheezing. Seven was stuck on the wall as well, along with the things made of steel and metal.

"Deactivate this thing now!" Seven shouted.

"FUCK YOU!!!" Four cursed, frowning hard at One. Then he turned his head back and tried to pull himself from Mouse. But he soon gave up. "Damn, our bloody crotches literally stuck together!"

"I… I don't think that's one good way to put it." Mouse, awkwardly, chuckled.

Smirking, Four looked at Mouse and the smile soon faded as he saw how close their faces were. He blinked a few times and swallowed, clearing his throat as he suddenly found it hard to speak. "...yeah." Then he turned back to One again who was now watching them, amused.

"You really think this is funny, don't you, eh?"

"Well, it looks like you two are enjoying." One giggled.

Seven groaned, rolling his eyes. "Mouse, pardon us, this is just how One greet newcomers. Get used to it. We were all a victim."

"I'm glad that I had done something you guys would never forget." One raised his phone up and finally deactivated the magnet. "Welcome to the Ghosts, Mouse. From now on, you’ll be called Eight." He announced.

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A/N: So, this is so random! aha! But I just had so much, or few ideas about this Mouse and Four au/arc thingy. I really had fun writing them!!! Can i just say that I also love One and Seven. ksksk Anyway, Nadia and Allie were the ones to blame I’m so much into Four and Mouse now. XDD

So yeah, tagging them (along these amazing people): @heybuddy-drabbles ; @halfasleepoetry ; @oniriquex ; @igotsuckedintothevoid

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