Maylancholy day 25: Drugged and defenseless
Tag: @may-lancholy
This fic contains: hacker whumpee, drugging,
Whumpee was never supposed to be a field agent. Whumpee's place was far away from the action safe and sound behind a computer screen. Unfortunately things never went their way.
They couldn't help adjusting and re-adjusting their hair. Trying to get it to look right. So much hairspray, wasted.
An exclusive party. The only time when several key figures would be seen together out in the open. It was impossible to pass up.
It was also incredibly difficult to get in. Between the strict guest list, intricate invitations, and deliberately short notice. It was near impossible to sneak in.
Even the staff were heavily scrutinized, no one new, no one they don't recognize.
It was pure luck really, when Whumpee's day job called, telling them they were catering the event.
They tried to look as nonchalant as possible as they double checked the carts of food. It was just another workday right? They just had to keep a close eye on some of the guests, maybe find out their plans.
And try to ignore the fact they were now walking into a room full of criminals who could easily kill Whumpee if they found out who they were.
Just a perfectly normal workday.
Whumpee kept their head low and their ears open as they walked around serving snacks to the guests. Trying not to catch anyone's attention. It was hard to keep calm, every time someone acknowledged their existence, they feared everyone would see right through them. That they'd just know they were up to something.
They were so lost in their thoughts they managed to trip over their own feet and stumble into a guest.
Oh fuck they're gonna kill me. I'm going to die. I'm gonna die right here over the shrimp and crackers.
They scrambled to pick up their appetizers shoving them back onto their tray haphazardly. Their cheeks burned, of all the times to make a fool of themselves!
"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" They whispered to the guest. The guest leaned over.
"Oh dear, let me help you." Their face came into view of Whumpee and they smiled at them.
Whumpee froze.
That's the boss. That's fucking Whumper! Shit they were hyperventilating?! Calm down. calm down!
"Uh, it's alright! I got it!"
Whumpee quickly shoved the rest of the entrees onto their tray and shot to their feet.
Before they could rush back to the safety of the kitchen, Whumper laid a hand on their shoulder. Even gripping lightly Whumpee could feel the strength in their hand.
"You are just a bundle of nerves aren't you?" They reached into their suit, did they have a gun?!
No, it was just a flask. "Here, something to keep the edge off, we don't want another incident tonight." They laughed, amused, and held out the flask.
"I- I'm not supposed to drink on the job." They stammered out, technically true, but mostly they wanted far away from here.
"Don't be ridiculous, it's just a bit, to soothe the nerves. If a guest requests it it should be fine right?" They pushed the flask closer and Whumpee realized they weren't about to take no for an answer.
Reluctantly they took a sip from the flask. They just wanted to get this interaction over with.
"See, there we go. No big deal."
Bastards.
Whumpee took the ruined tray back to the kitchen. Dumping the remains into the trash.
God, what was in that drink? Whumpee felt the floor begin to sway under them already, they hadn't taken that much right? Why did they feel so awful?
Maybe they needed some fresh air. Whumpee left through the back door and leaned against cool brick of the alleyway.
They slid down to the ground, the strength sapped from their limbs.
Whumper appeared the back door.
"Y'know, I almost didn't recognize you. Whumpee."
"What?... How?" Whumpee wanted to run, but they couldn't move anymore.
"You put on the caterer act pretty convincingly. But that voice was unmistakable. I don't forget my enemies."
Whumper smiled as Whumpee's face filled with dawning horror.
"Don't worry, it's not poison. I won't kill you. Yet. I am very curious however, how much your team will give up to have you back."
That was the last thing Whumpee heard before the world faded away.
