Y/n sat in the war room watching everyone else. Not in a creepy way though! Everyone seemed upset and she wanted to help them. She looked at her phone and realized she didn't have any plans, and she didn't have any work. So from that moment on she vowed to help everyone with their problems. Well, maybe not all of their problems but at least one of them. Y/n decided her first victim would be Myc so she rolled on over. He was on his phone and she sat there staring at him until he looked back.

"Y/n go away," Myc lowered his phone.

"No. You're upset. And I Y/n L/n am going to fix that!"

"Hold up... Your last name was L/n this whole time?!!?"

"Yeah..."

"Interesting..."

"Let's go!!!!" Y/n stood up.

"I'm not moving!!!" Myc pushed her away.

"Okay," she turned around but then turned back grabbing his chair and running off dragging him along.

"Where the hell are those two going?" Gigi looked toward the door while Andre glared at the door.

"Somebody's jelly," Glenn smirked.

"No, I am not!!!" Andres's voice cracked and everyone started making fun of him.

Y/n dragged Myc all the way to her office and pulled his chair up to her desk as she sat on the other side.

"So Myc what can we do to make you happy~" y/n smiled.

"Well for starters you could die," Myc crossed his tentacles unamused.

"Come on Myc," Y/n gave him a long and he looked right back at her.

"It's stupid."

"You want to make a music video."

"Stupid bitch how did you know that!" Myc jumped out of his chair storming towards her pointing a tentacle accusingly.

"I walked by your office the other day and saw you singing and dancing to hips don't lie," Y/n shrugged and Myc gasped.

"Nobody was supposed to see that!" He grabbed her by the collar of her shirt and pulled her closer, "And nobody and I mean nobody is going to know about that."

"Yeah yeah whatever," Y/n grinned pulling herself away from him. "I was thinking of recreating Hotel room service." Myc squealed but quickly covered it with a cough.

"Well I think that is a pretty fucking stupid idea, but since I like you a little bit more than some of the others I guess I'll do it. Don't expect me to do something like this again though!"

"Okay," Y/n shrugged pulling out two Pitbull costumes, "No costumes then?"

"What! Um, I'll wear costumes this one time," Myc snatched the one Pitbull costume. Myc and Y/n secretly made their way to the recording room and Y/n walked inside to be greeted by background dancers. "Y/n I can't tell if I love you or am scared of you right now," Myc looked around at the backdrops and props.

"Myc it's Mr. 305 and it's music, of course, I'm going full out," Y/n shrugged. "Places!" Y/n clapped her hands and the backup dancers got into place. They started by taking a shot of them walking into the Elavtor and standing in a bodyguard stance. The music qued and they both took turns getting close to the camera and saying, "Meet me at the hotel room." They soon moved on to the next part which involved Myc and Y/n jumping on a table as strobe lights flashed and the dancers danced. Afterward, the real song started, "Somebody film this!" Y/n handed a camera to a backup dancer and told them to point it at the door. Y/n went outside and shouted through to start filming. She came busting through the door a minute later singing, "She like that freaky stuff, Two in the "O" and one in the eye!" The camera turned to Myc quickly.

"That kinky stuff, you nasty, But I like your type, And like T.I. it's whatever you like," Myc sang, and after the take Y/n started laughing. "What's so funny?!?" Myc whipped around to face her.

"I never thought you'd actually agree to this," Y/n laughed.

"Well, I felt bad because you're stupid and have no friends," he denied before continuing the video.

After finishing the music videos production Y/n headed for her next victim, Reagan. Y/n pushed open the doors to the war room and Reagan looked up. Upon seeing the big ass grin plastered on Y/n's face Reagan quickly looked back down at her computer.

"Oh, Reagan~" Y/n walked over and sat on the table next to Reagan.

"Y/n I'm busy," Reagan frowned.

"Not. Any. More," Y/n threw a binder on the table. "I did all of your paperwork last night," Y/n smiled proudly and Reagan's jaw dropped.

"Why?"

"Why not? Let's goooo," Y/n grabbed Reagan's hand dragging her out of the war room and to her car.

"Where are we going?" Reagan asked sitting in the passenger seat.

"I booked you a massage, you need it," Y/n put on shades and started to drive.

"Oh my god I'm in love with you," Reagan looked at Y/n in awe and Y/n winked. "You'd be a killer assistant."

"I know," Y/n smiled pulling up to the spa. "I booked you a manicure, pedicure, and an hour massage, it's already paid for. A cab will pick you up when you're done and take you to a super fancy resort for the night, maybe hook up with somebody or something, byeeeeee," Y/n pushed Reagan out of her car and drove away. Upon re-entering Cognito she headed to Gigi's office. "Hey, Gigi!" Y/n waved.

"Hey N/n," Gigi tiredly threw an envelope on the table looking at Y/n and smiling. Y/n looked down at the envelope spotting a familiar address.

"Whys is Lin manual Miranda sending you shit?" Y/n looked up confused and Gigi gasped.

"How do you know Lins's address?!?!" Gigi gasped and Y/n shrugged.

"Okay... I'm only telling you this because I trust you Y/n," Gigi lowered her voice to a whisper, "I've been trying to apply for the Illuminati recently." Y/n's eyes widened quickly before returning to normal and Gigi looked at her confused. "Are you judging me?"

"Not necessarily. I just don't understand why you would want to work... there," Y/n folded her arms.

"Think about it! Everybody there is somebody and here I'm a nobody! I don't get enough credit!" Gigi's expression shifted from angry to conflicted, "I just wanna know that I'm worth something..."

"Gigi you are!" Y/n placed her hands on Gigi's shoulder, "Your work is outstanding! This place would most definitely fall apart without you! You are worth every penny G! Illuminatis are missing out by not hiring you if anything!!!"

"You really mean it?!" Gigi looked at Y/n with a shocked expression.

"Of course."

"And you're not mad? You don't feel betrayed?"

"Nope! Gotta do what keeps you happy," Y/n smiled.

"Dam, we need more people like you here," Gigi mumbled.

"Hey, I know the specific location Lin is at right now, getting his Saturday afternoon coffee. How about we go harass him a bit?" Y/n grinned holding out a hand.

"Honey that is one of the best things you have ever said!" Gigi jumped out of her seat grabbing onto Y/n's hand. They made their way to a coffee place in town and walked up towards it.

"Right now Lin is reading the menu taking 20 minutes to look over it but he is just going to get the same thing he gets every time."

"Which is?"

"An expresso with a music note foam on top, what a nerd," Y/n looked through the glass. "Let's move," Y/n and Gigi walked inside. "You stay here, I'm going into the battleground," Y/n reached for her backpack and popped in eye contacts, and put on a wig.

"How did nobody see you do that?"

"I dunno," Y/n walked behind the counter and got an apron putting it on. Walking up to the register she smiled, "Hey dudette, Mr. Trager said you could take a break!"

"Sweet!" the girl went off without even questioning anything. As Y/n got settled at the register Lin walked up and Y/n straightened her posture.

"Welcome to Cabaret Coffee, home of the Cabaret Coffee, can I take your order?" Y/n smiled widely.

"Uh yeah. I think I know where I am, Fetch me an expresso, make sure the foam looks like a music note," Lin slapped a twenty in her hand. "Keep the change."

"Sure thing... sir," Y/n glared.

"Hey do I know you?" He looked at her nametag, "Claire? You sound... familiar. I know that annoying voice..." Lin moved closer to get a look.

"Nope sir! Never met you in my life!" Y/n backed up.

"Okay..." he turned around and walked towards a table, "Bring it to me when you're done!!" As soon as he walked away Gigi walked up to the counter.

"What a douche!"

"I know!" Y/n rolled her eyes, "I'm gonna put a bunch of random shit in his drink. That fuckers gonna be sick for a week." Y/n turned around and poured the expresso. Reaching into a cabinet she pulled out a think of hot sauce.

"How do you know where everything is??" Gigi leaned over the counter.

"This isn't the first time I've done this," Y/n poured a bit of hot sauce into the cup and looked at Gigi.

"More," Gigi responded and Y/n poured in half of the bottle. She added turmeric and lemon juice to the coffee and brought it to Gigi. "Wanna have the honors?" She held it out.

"I'm not spitting in that."

"Well, then I will!" Y/n spit in it before getting a foam stencil. "Can you believe they have a customized stencil just for Lin," Y/n laughed and Gigi looked at her in shock. "Alright here is the moment of truth." Y/n walked over to Lin and placed the cup down in front of him, "Enjoy sir," Y/n walked away but after a few seconds she heard somebody aggressively spit something out and she turned to face Lin.

"What the hell did you put in this?!?!" Lin screamed.

"Piss," Y/n shrugged.

"Do you know who I am?!?!" Lin narrowed his eyes.

"Better question, do you know who I am?" Y/n folded her arms.

"I swear to god waiter!"

"Fine, I'll come clean..." Y/n walked towards the table, "It wasn't Claire that served you earlier Lin. It was me, Lin," Y/n popped out her contacts and ripped off her wig, "These hips to lie and they lied to you," Y/n frowned and Lin stood up slamming his hands on the table.

"Y/n?!?!?!"

"I know you can scream my name louder than that hun," Y/n winked and Lin gasped in disgust.

"Never mind that you are just the person I've been meaning to talk to!!! You've been ignoring all of my calls!!!!"

"Yeah, I have."

"Y/n I have an offer-" Lin started.

"Nope, not interested! I do work with somebody named Gigi Thompson though and I think she'd be a perfect fit for whatever you need," Y/n ran towards Gigi and grabbed her hand, and ran out of the cafe. "I just stole somebody's uniform," Y/n looked back still running.

"You actually knew my last name!" Gigi sounded surprised.

"Well doi. Anyways here," Y/n tossed keys into Gigi's hands.

"What are these for??"

"Lins Lambo!" Y/n and Gigi made it back to Cognito and were about to go their separate ways when Gigi stopped her.

"Thanks for that, It's nice to get out of here every once in a while," Gigi offered a smile.

"Yup! Anytime," Y/n smiled.

"Quick question, Do you like, know Lin personally or something?"

"Nope!" Y/n yelled in a panic running off and Gigi just shrugged it off. Upon entering the war room Y/n was greeted by Brett, Glenn, and Andre.

"Hey, Y/n! Why do you have a barista outfit on-" Andre raised an eyebrow.

"I stole it in order to poison Lin Manuel Miranda," Y/n lifted the apron off of her head and threw it to the side. "Yo Brett," Y/n walked over to the table and sat next to Brett, " I rented a bunch of 80s movies this week wanna go watch some," Y/n smirked and Brett practically fell out of his chair.

"YES! I mean yeah if you want!"

"Alrightly let's gooooo," Y/n waved for him to follow and he happily ran behind her out of the war room.

"And then there were two," Glenn nodded.

"Yeah no," Andre stormed off to find Myc. Andre headed to Myc's room and walked inside. Myc looked over to Andre and laughed.

"What's got you all riled up Andre?" Myc asked.

"Y/n."

"Care to explain why?"

"She's been talking and hanging out with everyone except me today! She's been completely avoiding me!" Andre sat down.

"Oh sweet and naive Andre, she's not avoiding you, it's just not your turn yet," Myc sat down as well.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I read thoughts idiot. This morning Y/n thought we all seemed sad and she vowed to help everyone with their problems."

"Actually?" Andre's expression softened, "That's actually really sweet... but why am I last!?"

"Because she wants to spend time with you the most. By hanging out with you last she doesn't need to worry about fitting in with the others or like time," Myc shrugged spinning on a swivel chair.

"Oh..."

"You know I'm not really one to give advice, but you should ask that bitch out," Myc said and Andre snapped his head to look at Myc.

"Myc-"

"Y/n I can't thank you enough for this! This is making my day!" Brett bounced in his seat.

"Whatever for my homie! Thanks for watching Little Shop of Horrors with me. My friends used to make fun of me for liking it so much," Y/n frowned.

"What!?!?! This is like one of the best musicals e-e-everrrrr," Brett sang.

"I k-k-knowwwww," Y/n replied.

"The way the dentist treats Audrey still makes me mega pissed though," Brett ate popcorn.

"Tell me about. Their relationship is my last one in a nutshell," Y/n laughed before sighing.

"Are you okay?" Brett turned to face her, seriously concerned.

"The past is the past. Forgive forget," Y/n shrugged.

"I feel like I shouldn't because the topic is sensitive right now but... The truth is they ain't seen nothing yet!" Brett looked at Y/n and Y/n jumped out of her chair.

"Mirror Mirror on the wall?"

"Whose the baddest of them all..."

"Oh my god, we need to watch descendants!!!" Brett and Y/n scrambled for the remote.

After jamming out and reenacting practically the whole movie Y/n looked at her watch seeing it as 2. "Alright Brett this was fun and we definitely have to do this another time, however, I've got to go," Y/n awkwardly smiled.

"Yo, that's alright! Thanks for doing this! You know I really wasn't having a great day today so this meant a lot," Brett smiled pulling her into a hug. At this point, with Brett, she had just learned to accept the hugs and she hugged him back.

"It wasn't a problem, Bye!!!!" She ran out of the room and to... Glenn's office. Upon walking in Glenn had a smug look on his face.

"What brings you here little Y/n? Need my help? Finally not smarterer than everyone?"

"First of all smarterer is not a word. Second I'm here to help you," Y/n folded her arms.

"With what."

"Jimmy. Lockheart."

"Oh my god!" Glenn jumped up from his seat. "You found Jimmy!"

"I found a little too much if you ask me," Y/n shrugged as she held out a folder.

"Gimmie Gimmie!" Glenn grabbed at the folder and she handed it over.

"He's been a pain in my ass for years! He eggs-" Glenn was cut off.

"Your house every night, I know. Now I'd be pissed too if I were you but remember he may be an asshole but he's still a kid. Just don't kill him, his father is a politician. Killing Jimmy would cause a ton of trouble that I don't feel like fixing."

"Got it N/N!" Glenn saluted. "Oh my god, he's not gonna know what hit him." Glenn ran off giggling and Y/n rolled her eyes before heading to Andre's office.

"A-dog!" Y/n burst into the room and he looked up from the chemicals he was mixing.

"Y/n!" he missed the one vial and it fell on the table causing a miniature explosion.

"Found these, I thought you might want them," Y/n threw a bag of drugs on the table.

Andre picked it up and gasped, "How did you?!? Where?!? These are so fucking illegal it's insane!"

"I know a guy," Y/n shrugged.

"You're seriously gonna be my new ride or die," Andre laughed and Y/n sat down on a table.

"Whatcha doing????" Y/n looked at the chemicals he was mixing.

"Creating a new disease, but that can wait!" He threw the vials behind him and they crashed into the wall, shattering, and slowly dripping down the wall.

"What do you want to do," Y/n asked and he shrugged.

"I don't know. What do you want to do?" He asked and she went into deep thought.

"Wanna infiltrate Ikea?"

"Hell yeah!" He jumped up and they left. Y/n and Andre eventually made it to Ikea and raced each other in. "Slow down pleaseeeee!" Andre complained

"That's what she said!" Y/n stuck out her tongue and he rolled his eyes. The two stumbled into the building and looked around in amazement.

"So much furniture..." They both whispered with stars practically in their eyes. They made their way to the showroom and gasped. Y/n dove onto a bed and jumped onto the couch next to it.

"Dude this is the most comfortable thing i've ever laid upon," Y/n smiled, "You have to try this!!!!" He jumped up and they both laughed.

"There's nothing like skipping work for Ikea," He looked around.

"you can say that again," Yn noticed the holes in the walls and jumped up. "I used to climb through those all the time!!" She ran over.

"Wait Y/n you'll get- Stuck," Andre sighed as she had gotten stuck in the wall.

"You ass!" He yelled as she failed to get out.

"Hey Chick, are you okay?" A random dude walked up to Y/n.

"She's fine," Andre turned to the stranger, "nothing to see here!"

After many attempts, Andre had helped her out and she smiled, "Thanks A-dog." As they continued through the place a crying child ran out in front of them. He seemed to be around four years old.

"uh?" Andre turned to her.

"I mean I have been on a roll with helping people today," Y/n smiled sheepishly before looking down, "Hey kid are you okay?"

"I lost my mommy!!!" The kid started to cry loud causing Y/n and Andre to panic.

"U-uh when was the last time you saw her!" Y/n bent down and the kid shrugged.

"I-I d-don't k-kn-" The kid was crying so much he couldn't breathe.

"Calm down, okay," Y/n smiled softly and he nodded.

"I walked away to find a new toy and when I went to go back she was gone!!" The kid crossed his arms looking around in a panic.

"We'll help you find her!!!" Y/n smiled.

"We will?" Andre turned to y/n.

"You will??" The boy looked up.

"Of course!" Y/n elbowed Andre, "What's your name kid?"

"Braydon!"

"Sick name kid! I'm Y/n! That dork in the lab coat is Andre!" Y/n gave him a fist bump and he giggled looking away. He was looking directly at an octopus plushie so Y/n walked over to it. Grabbing it and dropping it on his head, "Andre he's being consumed by an octopus!!!" She panicked.

"What no it's just me! I'm okay!" The kid laughed taking the octopus off of his head, "See."

"Thank gosh you're safe! Hey, do you think you could spot your mother?"

"I can't see over everyone," he frowned.

"Here get on my shoulders!" Y/n lifted the kid onto her shoulders, "Let's find your momma!" Y/n grabbed Andres's hand walking off. Walking to a counter she quickly paid for the Octopus Braydon still had, they continued searching for his mother afterward.

"Cute kid!" An old lady smiled walking up to the three, "How old is this little fella!?"

"4 and a half!" Braydon proudly stated.

"You two are lucky ones," the lady winked walking off and Y/n and Andre both made eye contact as their faces turned red.

"Are you two dating???" Braydon looked down.

"No!?" They two replied in unison.

"Oh. You two should!"

"Excuse me?" Y/n looked up.

"Did a four-year-old just try to give us dating advice?" Andre awkwardly looked at Y/n.

"Four and a Half!!!!" Braydon yelled and the other two rolled their eyes. After making it to the end of the showroom they all noticed a middle-aged woman frantically speaking with security.

"Momma!" Braydon yelled and the lady snapped her head around gasping.

"Braydon!!!!" She ran towards him and Y/n took the cue to remove him from her shoulders. She placed him on the ground as the Mom dropped to her knees and hugged her son. "Are you okay?!? Are you hurt?!?!"

"I'm fine momma!" he pushed her away, "Look!!!" He shoved the octopus in his mother's face, "Y/n bought it for me!" he smiled causing the mother to look up and Andre and Y/n.

"Hey," Y/n awkwardly waved.

"Y/n and Andre helped me find you, momma! They are so cool! They are secret spies!!" Braydon spoke and Y/n and Andre both side-eyed each other.

"Thank you two!" The mother stood up and violently shook their hands, "Is there anything I can do?!"

"Nope! Just glad he found you, Bye Bye Braydon," Y/n waved.

"If you have any other octopus attacks just let us know," Andre winked before following Y/n. "How come you did all of that?"

"I don't know. It sucks being alone, and it's scary. I just wanted to help him out and relieve some of his mother's stress. My parents used to lose me on purpose when I was younger, thank god it wasn't his case," Y/n looked back to see him hugging his mother again. The two had stopped at the cafe in Ikea and grabbed food before heading out. "Next time I vote Chuck E Cheese," Y/n stepped into the car.

"Do you want to get kidnapped?!?!" Andre rolled his eyes.

"If it's a hot animatronic named Ennard, yeah."

"Ennard!?!? From Five Nights at Freddy's?!?! The wire dude?!?!"

Yeah~" Y/n smirked nodding, "I wonder what those wires-"

"I am going to stop you right there! You're actually insane."

"Says the stoner."

"Stop calling me a stoner!!!"

"Stoner!" Y/n shouted before starting the car. "I'm beat," Y/n yawned, "Helping all of you is exhausting."

"Yeah, that was nice and all, and I really appreciate it, but you didn't have to do all of that."

"Yeah, I know, I just needed to find a way to make everyone like me," She tensed a bit, "I just wanted things to be better than my last job," she pulled back into Cognito.

"Y/n you don't need to win our approval by doing nice things, we all already like you. Except maybe Glenn," Andre laughed getting out of his seat. As he did he hit her glove compartment causing it to drop open and she froze. "Is that Crystal Meth?!?!" He gasped and her jaw dropped, " Y/n L/n, I thought you don't do drugs little miss goody two shoes," he raised an eyebrow skeptically. 

"I don't!"

"You don't?"

"Yeah, and you can't prove that!" She jumped out of her car booking it towards Cognito in a hurry.

Sorry this chapter is sort of a bust. Between working and other stuff i haven't had much time. I swear in two chapters I'll make it up to you guys. Next chapter will be an actual episode. Thanks for reading.