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That girl.
That big green eye.That torn ear and innocently suprised expression. Her short red hair that fell to her face perfe-
"RRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!"
Baddog slammed his head against the brick wall of D.O.O.M headquarters, hoping to get her out of his head. That stupid TUFF agent! He hadn't been able to get her out of his head since he saw her! It had been almost a week since then, and slamming his head against the wall and other various objects hasn't helped that much. He doesn't even know her name!
"H-Hey Baddog...." Baddog blinked then glared at the door where his teammates stood. Larry stood at the doorway, Francisco and Ollie hiding behind him. "S-Snaptrap said to quiet down....Please..." The trio screamed as Baddog lifted his bed and held it over his head in rage. They shut the door and scrambled away as he threw the bed at the door was a loud bang, just barley missing them.
This girl was screwing with his head!!
~~~
This guy was screwing with her head!!
Roulette was sitting on her floor, fixing her damaged gloves. She made all of her own clothes, not wanting to waste time at stores. But of course, her mind was some where else and she had just sewn her two gloves together. She sighed in annoyance and threw her gloves at the wall. "Who was he? And why the heck is he making my heart race?!" Roulette growled at her self then laid back on the floor, hands over her face.
"...No use staying in doors on my day off."' Roulette sighed and stood up, grabbing some extra gloves off her table. She pulled them on and flexed her hands after, making them comfortable. She walked to the door and pulled on her boots then walked out, making sure to lock her door.
~~~
"On to the next point of buisness! Our plan to destory TUFF!!!"
Snaptrap had called all of his minions in to explain his new plan. They all sat at their meeting table. They were all bored, doing their own things as he spoke. Larry was building a house of cards,Ollie was balencing a pencil on his nose, Francisco was spinning his hat on his finger, and Baddog was in his own little world, thinking of that same girl.
"As you all probably saw....IF YOU WERE PAYING ATTENTION!!" Snaptrap slammed his hands on the table, getting everyone's attention, not to mention destroying Larry's card castle. Snaptrap glared then cleard his throat. "AS I WAS SAYING!!" He started. "Two new agents have been added to TUFF. Normally, we wouldn't care, BUT they ruined our plans!!!"
Francisco nodded. "Yeah! That one chick had robot parts!!!" Snaptrap nodded. "And that one with the red hair! The robot one called her.....Roulette!" This caught Baddog's attention. He perked up and listened intently. Her name was Roulette....His mystery girl had a name. "So! Before we start out next EVIL plan!" Snaptrap said, putting enfsis on 'EVIL'. "We're gunna spy on those two! They seem stronger than the others! So we need to find out weaknesses!!" Baddog's tail wagged. He needed to be the one to spy on Roulette! He could probably even talk to her! This was his chance!!
"So!" Snaptrap pulled out a sheet of paper and pointed to Franciso. "Your going to spy on the robot girl! Same with you Ollie!" They both nodded in response and stood up."And ugh....Larry, you can go alone to soy on Roulette." Baddog's ears drooped and his tail stopped wagging. LARRY?! Why Larry?! Baddog growled, getting Snaptrap's attention. "What? Did you want to go?" Baddog nodded quickly. Snaptrap quirked a brow in suprise. "....I guess. Fine. Larry, you can go in the shark pit." Larry flinched. "W-What!" Snaptrap hit a button on his remote, ejecting Larry out of his seat and into the pit. "AHHH!!! THE TEETH!!!"
Snaptrap snickered. "I love my job."
~~~
Roulette walked down the street, looking around with her same blank expression, hands in her pockets. She heaved a sigh. "This city is even more boring than Russia." She turned a corner, paying little attention to the things around her. An unknown to her, her follower. Baddog peaked around the corner as she walked. He couldn't help but blush, even if he could only see her back. H ewatched each step she took, her black boots hitting the pavement, her tail swishing the tinyest bit at each step. Roulette turned, a plane catching her attention, and giving Baddog the chance to see her from the front. He gulped down a dark blush.
She was prettier than before! She red hair that curled into one big swirve on either side of her head, A bite mark on her ear, a blank expression that seemed to compliment her face even more.Her bare corves that were shown from her short sleeve-less shirt and shorts, the thigh-high socks that left a area of her legs bare.And her one bright green eye.
She turned back around as the plane left her sight and started walking. Baddog stared with his lovesick smile. Her knew her name, and git a full veiw of her. All he need to do was say hello! Baddog went to look again then flinched as he saw her walking away. He quickly ran up behind her, making sure he wasn't noticed. Roulette sighed. "This city is so boring. I'm going home." She looked around, making sure no one saw, then jumped up, grabbing a flag pole.
Baddog looked at her confused the his jaw dropped as she swing around as fast as she could then let go, throwing her self down the street, she did a mid air flip, then latched her foot on to a street lamp, swining again then launcing her self again, doing the same over and over. Baddog quickly ran after her, realizing she was already half way down the block.
She kept swining until she reached her house. She swung off the pole she was on into the air she did several flips then extended one foot downward, landning on it perfectly and standing on the ground. Baddog ran up, a safe distance from her, gasping for breath. Dang she was fast!!! Roulette walked up to her house and pulled her house key out of her pocket. She unlocked her door and walked in, locking it behind her. Baddog's ears went flt to his head. Crud. He hadn't finished his mission! He need to talk to her!...And that thing Snaptrap wanted too.
Baddog ran around the prerimiter of her house and screeched to a stop at the back. there was a ladder that lead to her balcony and the roof. Perfect! He could spy from the roof! Baddog ran over and started to climb up the ladder, then suddenly, he stoped wide eyed, looking through the balcony. Roulette had taken off her eye patch, shwoing both her bright green eyes, the one that was under the ptach, noticablly a lighter shade of green than the other. She had on a large white t-shirt that hug over her bare shoulder slightly and some blue shorts that could barley be seen under the shirt. her legs and feet were bare, showing a brown heart-shaped birth-mark on her right leg.
Baddog blushed and stared, forgetting what he was doing. Suddenly he lost his grip on the ladder and flailed his arms ash he fell on to the balcony with a loud smack. Roulette quickly turned in suprise. She grabbed her lazer from the table and pointed it at him. "Halt!!" Baddog rubbed his head and slowly sat up then froze as the lazer was right in his face. He gulped and looked up at Roulette. Roulette glared for a second , not regionizing him at first. Suddenly her eyes widened. "YOU!!" She grabbed the collar of her shirt and pulled him up then pushed him up against the wall with force. "Your the dog from D.O.O.M!!" She yelled, cheeks heating up a bit in realiztion.
She held Baddog in place with one hand and held the gun to his head with the other. "What are you doing here?!" Baddog gulped and looked down at her, not exactly sure what to do. ".....What? Are you mute?" Roulette quirked a brow. Baddog quickly nodded and she sighed. "Jeez...She looked him in the eyes, face inches away, making Baddog's face heat up. ".....Your baddog, correct? I read about you in my work files." Baddog nodded. Roulette glared up at him for a moment then let go of his shirt and walked to her table, putting the lazer back. "Get out of here."
Baddog blinked. She was just going to let him leave. "I said leave!" She turned to him with narrowed eyes, making him flinch. Baddog didn't want to leave though. He wanted to talk, though she would be doing all of the actual talking. Roulette stared at him confused. "Do you not understand?" Her accent thickening at each word. "I'm saying you can go. Now do so before I call the police for stalking." Baddog stood his ground, not sure how to get his words across. Roulette sighed and walked back over, hands on her hips. "What?....Don't look at me like that. What do you want?" Baddog quickly extended his hand. Roulette looked at it and blinked then looked back up at him. "What?.....You want to start over?" He nodded quickly. She understood! Roulette sighed and decided to play along.
Roulette held out her hand and connected it with his large one. "I'm Roulette Ivanov. A transfer agent from Moscow Russia." Baddog nodded and shook her hand. Her hand was so soft...And was tiny compared to his large one. Though hje could feel the strong grip that she had, over powering his own. Which he was impressed by. Their hand shake lasted a while, enough to make it akward. they both looked eachother in the eyes a d let go, both blushing.
They both kind of stood there for a moment, until Roulette finally broke the silence. ".....So your boss sent you here, da?" Baddog blinked then slowly nodded. "As I expected..." She seemed a bit dissapointed. Baddog flinched. Crud! He waved his hand around. 'No! That's not it! I mean, I followed you this far at my own will!' Roulette looked at him and seemed to understand. "Really?.....Alright..." She looked a bit happier. Her tail even started wagging! Baddog blushed.
"....You need to leave." Baddog blinked. Did she still not like him? "But." He stared at her. "If you still want to talk tomorrow....Come back tomorrow night. Same time.Same way." Baddog looked in suprise then smiled brightly and nodded quickly, tail wagging. "No go." Roulette pointed to the balcony ladder. Baddog walked over and started down the ladder. Roulette walked over and watched as he got down and started to walk away. She waved a tiny bit and he did the same until he was out of sight.
American boys sure were interesting.

Description
That girl.
That big green eye.That torn ear and innocently suprised expression. Her short red hair that fell to her face perfe-
"RRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!"
Baddog slammed his head against the brick wall of D.O.O.M headquarters, hoping to get her out of his head. That stupid TUFF agent! He hadn't been able to get her out of his head since he saw her! It had been almost a week since then, and slamming his head against the wall and other various objects hasn't helped that much. He doesn't even know her name!
"H-Hey Baddog...." Baddog blinked then glared at the door where his teammates stood. Larry stood at the doorway, Francisco and Ollie hiding behind him. "S-Snaptrap said to quiet down....Please..." The trio screamed as Baddog lifted his bed and held it over his head in rage. They shut the door and scrambled away as he threw the bed at the door was a loud bang, just barley missing them.
This girl was screwing with his head!!
~~~
This guy was screwing with her head!!
Roulette was sitting on her floor, fixing her damaged gloves. She made all of her own clothes, not wanting to waste time at stores. But of course, her mind was some where else and she had just sewn her two gloves together. She sighed in annoyance and threw her gloves at the wall. "Who was he? And why the heck is he making my heart race?!" Roulette growled at her self then laid back on the floor, hands over her face.
"...No use staying in doors on my day off."' Roulette sighed and stood up, grabbing some extra gloves off her table. She pulled them on and flexed her hands after, making them comfortable. She walked to the door and pulled on her boots then walked out, making sure to lock her door.
~~~
"On to the next point of buisness! Our plan to destory TUFF!!!"
Snaptrap had called all of his minions in to explain his new plan. They all sat at their meeting table. They were all bored, doing their own things as he spoke. Larry was building a house of cards,Ollie was balencing a pencil on his nose, Francisco was spinning his hat on his finger, and Baddog was in his own little world, thinking of that same girl.
"As you all probably saw....IF YOU WERE PAYING ATTENTION!!" Snaptrap slammed his hands on the table, getting everyone's attention, not to mention destroying Larry's card castle. Snaptrap glared then cleard his throat. "AS I WAS SAYING!!" He started. "Two new agents have been added to TUFF. Normally, we wouldn't care, BUT they ruined our plans!!!"
Francisco nodded. "Yeah! That one chick had robot parts!!!" Snaptrap nodded. "And that one with the red hair! The robot one called her.....Roulette!" This caught Baddog's attention. He perked up and listened intently. Her name was Roulette....His mystery girl had a name. "So! Before we start out next EVIL plan!" Snaptrap said, putting enfsis on 'EVIL'. "We're gunna spy on those two! They seem stronger than the others! So we need to find out weaknesses!!" Baddog's tail wagged. He needed to be the one to spy on Roulette! He could probably even talk to her! This was his chance!!
"So!" Snaptrap pulled out a sheet of paper and pointed to Franciso. "Your going to spy on the robot girl! Same with you Ollie!" They both nodded in response and stood up."And ugh....Larry, you can go alone to soy on Roulette." Baddog's ears drooped and his tail stopped wagging. LARRY?! Why Larry?! Baddog growled, getting Snaptrap's attention. "What? Did you want to go?" Baddog nodded quickly. Snaptrap quirked a brow in suprise. "....I guess. Fine. Larry, you can go in the shark pit." Larry flinched. "W-What!" Snaptrap hit a button on his remote, ejecting Larry out of his seat and into the pit. "AHHH!!! THE TEETH!!!"
Snaptrap snickered. "I love my job."
~~~
Roulette walked down the street, looking around with her same blank expression, hands in her pockets. She heaved a sigh. "This city is even more boring than Russia." She turned a corner, paying little attention to the things around her. An unknown to her, her follower. Baddog peaked around the corner as she walked. He couldn't help but blush, even if he could only see her back. H ewatched each step she took, her black boots hitting the pavement, her tail swishing the tinyest bit at each step. Roulette turned, a plane catching her attention, and giving Baddog the chance to see her from the front. He gulped down a dark blush.
She was prettier than before! She red hair that curled into one big swirve on either side of her head, A bite mark on her ear, a blank expression that seemed to compliment her face even more.Her bare corves that were shown from her short sleeve-less shirt and shorts, the thigh-high socks that left a area of her legs bare.And her one bright green eye.
She turned back around as the plane left her sight and started walking. Baddog stared with his lovesick smile. Her knew her name, and git a full veiw of her. All he need to do was say hello! Baddog went to look again then flinched as he saw her walking away. He quickly ran up behind her, making sure he wasn't noticed. Roulette sighed. "This city is so boring. I'm going home." She looked around, making sure no one saw, then jumped up, grabbing a flag pole.
Baddog looked at her confused the his jaw dropped as she swing around as fast as she could then let go, throwing her self down the street, she did a mid air flip, then latched her foot on to a street lamp, swining again then launcing her self again, doing the same over and over. Baddog quickly ran after her, realizing she was already half way down the block.
She kept swining until she reached her house. She swung off the pole she was on into the air she did several flips then extended one foot downward, landning on it perfectly and standing on the ground. Baddog ran up, a safe distance from her, gasping for breath. Dang she was fast!!! Roulette walked up to her house and pulled her house key out of her pocket. She unlocked her door and walked in, locking it behind her. Baddog's ears went flt to his head. Crud. He hadn't finished his mission! He need to talk to her!...And that thing Snaptrap wanted too.
Baddog ran around the prerimiter of her house and screeched to a stop at the back. there was a ladder that lead to her balcony and the roof. Perfect! He could spy from the roof! Baddog ran over and started to climb up the ladder, then suddenly, he stoped wide eyed, looking through the balcony. Roulette had taken off her eye patch, shwoing both her bright green eyes, the one that was under the ptach, noticablly a lighter shade of green than the other. She had on a large white t-shirt that hug over her bare shoulder slightly and some blue shorts that could barley be seen under the shirt. her legs and feet were bare, showing a brown heart-shaped birth-mark on her right leg.
Baddog blushed and stared, forgetting what he was doing. Suddenly he lost his grip on the ladder and flailed his arms ash he fell on to the balcony with a loud smack. Roulette quickly turned in suprise. She grabbed her lazer from the table and pointed it at him. "Halt!!" Baddog rubbed his head and slowly sat up then froze as the lazer was right in his face. He gulped and looked up at Roulette. Roulette glared for a second , not regionizing him at first. Suddenly her eyes widened. "YOU!!" She grabbed the collar of her shirt and pulled him up then pushed him up against the wall with force. "Your the dog from D.O.O.M!!" She yelled, cheeks heating up a bit in realiztion.
She held Baddog in place with one hand and held the gun to his head with the other. "What are you doing here?!" Baddog gulped and looked down at her, not exactly sure what to do. ".....What? Are you mute?" Roulette quirked a brow. Baddog quickly nodded and she sighed. "Jeez...She looked him in the eyes, face inches away, making Baddog's face heat up. ".....Your baddog, correct? I read about you in my work files." Baddog nodded. Roulette glared up at him for a moment then let go of his shirt and walked to her table, putting the lazer back. "Get out of here."
Baddog blinked. She was just going to let him leave. "I said leave!" She turned to him with narrowed eyes, making him flinch. Baddog didn't want to leave though. He wanted to talk, though she would be doing all of the actual talking. Roulette stared at him confused. "Do you not understand?" Her accent thickening at each word. "I'm saying you can go. Now do so before I call the police for stalking." Baddog stood his ground, not sure how to get his words across. Roulette sighed and walked back over, hands on her hips. "What?....Don't look at me like that. What do you want?" Baddog quickly extended his hand. Roulette looked at it and blinked then looked back up at him. "What?.....You want to start over?" He nodded quickly. She understood! Roulette sighed and decided to play along.
Roulette held out her hand and connected it with his large one. "I'm Roulette Ivanov. A transfer agent from Moscow Russia." Baddog nodded and shook her hand. Her hand was so soft...And was tiny compared to his large one. Though hje could feel the strong grip that she had, over powering his own. Which he was impressed by. Their hand shake lasted a while, enough to make it akward. they both looked eachother in the eyes a d let go, both blushing.
They both kind of stood there for a moment, until Roulette finally broke the silence. ".....So your boss sent you here, da?" Baddog blinked then slowly nodded. "As I expected..." She seemed a bit dissapointed. Baddog flinched. Crud! He waved his hand around. 'No! That's not it! I mean, I followed you this far at my own will!' Roulette looked at him and seemed to understand. "Really?.....Alright..." She looked a bit happier. Her tail even started wagging! Baddog blushed.
"....You need to leave." Baddog blinked. Did she still not like him? "But." He stared at her. "If you still want to talk tomorrow....Come back tomorrow night. Same time.Same way." Baddog looked in suprise then smiled brightly and nodded quickly, tail wagging. "No go." Roulette pointed to the balcony ladder. Baddog walked over and started down the ladder. Roulette walked over and watched as he got down and started to walk away. She waved a tiny bit and he did the same until he was out of sight.
American boys sure were interesting.