I just found soooooo many covers from the TGKM cover contest a while back so I'm gonna try to show them haha :)

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"What's this do?" I ask, looking at a blue button. I feel mesmerized by it and get trapped in a daze with it.

Blu slaps my hand away and I realize I had been reaching for it. "Do you want to die?" he hisses.

I frowned. "No."

"Then don't click this button! Matter of fact, what are you even doing in this room?"

"Keith said I was supposed to meet you guys for training."

"Well... I'm not gonna help you."

And with that he turns on his heels and makes his way to the door.

"Wait, what?!" I rushed after him. "One of you guys have to train me!"

"No. You're too weak for me to train."

"Ugh!" I stomp my foot childishly and grab a random stapler off the desk and throw it at him. I gasp when it actually hits his head and he falls to the floor with a thud.

Oh my...

I cautiously pad over to where his body lies and hover over him, checking his pulse before waving my hand in front of his face. "Blu?"

He doesn't respond.

"Friiiick," I groan. Keith is gonna kill me! I just knocked out his gang member! I-

Wait a minute... I knocked out his gang member...

"Hah!" I point a finger at Blu's unconscious body. "See? I'm not weak at all!"

Done being childish? Inner me grumbles. I grin.

Well, now you have to hide the body, smart ass, she says.

"Wait, why? He's not dead." I stare at Blu's body.

Well, do you want Keith to find him here, passed out on the floor and have him hunt you down?

"You got a point," I sighed. I took a deep breath and grabbed onto Blu's feet, dragging him backwards towards the closet in the room.

"So...heavy..." I gasped out, dragging him with all my might. Ugh I need to work out.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, work out! What a funny joke!

I drop Blu's legs and open the closet down before pushing him inside and locking the door. I wipe my hands and place my hands on my hips.

Mission accomplished.

"Wait, won't they notice that he's missing...?" I wonder out loud.

"Who's missing?" A voice asks and I jump up, startled. Tyler stand at the doorway.

I place my hand on my chest. "Tyler! Why do you always catch me at my worst moments?"

He laughs. "Oops? But what are you even talking about? Who's missing?"

I coughed awkwardly. "Did I say missing? What? No one is missing and I did not just knock Blu out with a stapler so... What? I don't even know what you're talking about!"

He gives me a funny look before grinning. "You're so cute."

I blush.

I shift on my feet. "So... What are you doing in here?"

"Oh, I was looking for you. Training, remember?"

"Oh, yeah," I laughed and followed him out the door. "I still think Ethan is a ninja though."

-

"You suck at being a spy."

I crossed my arms over my chest. "Well, sorry for being inexperienced. It's not like I can go to a spy school or something."

Angela rolls her eyes at me and Tyler puts something in my ear.

"What's this?" I ask.

"It's so you can hear us speaking to you."

"And what's this do?" I pointed to the wire thing with a mint microphone attached to my shirt.

"It's so you can talk to us."

"And this?" I pointed to my hat.

"That's... That's just a hat, Vanessa," Tyler laughs.

"Can I be a ninja now?"

Angela glares at me. "We aren't training you to be a ninja. We're training you to be a spy."

"But-"

Angela cuts me off. "Ethan isn't a ninja!"

Just as I'm about to open my mouth to respond, the door bursts open.

"VANESSA!"

"Frick," I whimpered at the sight of a very livid looking Blu. His chest is heaving up and down and his eyes are bloodshot and his face red with anger. He pins his gaze on me and I gasp.

"Hey, Blu," I nervously wave.

"YOU SNEAKY LITTLE BIT-"

"AHH!" I screamed, bolting to the other door and running as fast as I can.

I'm always running from something, aren't I?

I quickly dash up the stairs and into the first room I see. Keith looks up from where he's sitting and gives me a questioning look. I help and lock the door when I hear Blu's footsteps getting closer.

"OPEN THE DOOR, YOU FUCKING BITCH!"

"Don't tell him I'm here," I whispered to Keith, silently pleading. His eyes light up with amusement.

"Why shouldn't I?"

I gasp when Blu pounds his fists on the door.

"Please, Keith! I'll do anything!"

Keith tilts his head for a moment, thinking about it before sighing. "Go hide in the bathroom."

I let out a sigh of relief and quickly went into the bathroom, locking the door behind me and placing my ear to the door.

"VAN- oh, Keith." Blu sounds nervous.

"Yeah, Keith. Why are you cussing outside my door?"

"Because Vanessa knocked me out and then locked me in a closet."

"She knocked you out?" I imagine Keith raising an eyebrow. "How?"

Blu coughs, embarrassed. "Withastapler."

"What?"

"She knocked me out with a stapler!"

It's quiet for a while before I hear Keith burst out into laughter. "She...she knocked you out..." Keith spits in between laughs. "With a...stapler?"

"Yes," Blu mumbles.

When Keith finally controls his laughter, he dismisses Blu and walks back into the room. I open the door slowly and peek my head out.

"Is he gone?" I whisper.

"Yeah," he grins.

I let out another sigh of relief. "Thanks," I say and make my way to the door but he grabs my arm and pulls me back to his chest.

"Not so fast," his breath hits my ear. "You owe me something for saving you."