A/N: The idea was too good to pass up. I was grinning like and idiot the whole time I was writing this.

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~One day, many years ago...~

It was a few days after the 'incident,' as it was called within the Director's hearing range. He still couldn't figure out just who had helped the Alpha with the prank.

He immediately removed Florida, Washington, North, South, and CT off of his 'suspect' list. They weren't the prankster type.

Maine? No, not him. Leonard could remember the look on the bald man's face as he stormed off to the training room.

Carolina and Allison came to mind, but were also dismissed. Carolina was too busy trying to get her spot back as #1, and while Allison was a notorious prankster, this didn't quite fit in with her tactics. If she had done it...he shuddered, remembering that time with the erasers, the rubber duck, and the box of tissues. He hasn't been able to eat toast ever since. Shaking his head, he moved on.

What about York or Wyoming?

Wyoming no doubt had something to do with the incident, but York? Sure, York could probably hack into the mainframe, but there was only one problem with this theory: the two absolutely despised each other. Something didn't seem to add up.

But what other leads did he have?

Wyoming seemed to be quite amused during the incident, but the British man always enjoyed a good prank. Even if he was the victim, he would just laugh it off while plotting revenge.

And York was pretty casual about it all, but that was just York for you. If Death was to knock on his door, York would invite him inside for some beer, a game of poker, and maybe steal his wallet when Death wasn't looking. Then, at three in the morning, he'd send Death drunkenly stumbling home.

Leonard blankly watched the security footage from the conference room again. He walks in, the Freelancers enter a few minutes later, the door closes, he begins to talk, and then there was nothing, as that was when the Alpha shut off the power.

What was he missing?

He re-watched it again, paying close attention to York and Wyoming.

Right before the door shut, he saw it. The two Agents' postures were the same for one second, then different the next. He stopped the video.

"F.I.L.S.S., I want a frame-by-frame playback of the last three seconds I watched."

Sure enough, it happened again. He could now see that for three frames, they were missing. It was like someone had pressed the pause button. And a certain Freelancer had a certain A.I. that had a certain ability like that.

Gamma.

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"Agents Wyoming and New York will report to my office immediately," The Director's voice said over the intercom.

Said Agents looked at each other, silently saying, 'He knows.'

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Leo had on his signature pokerface when Wyoming and York entered.

"Now, I have called you two here with-"

"It was his idea!" Both Freelancers said at the same time, pointing to the other.

"I don't care who's idea it was!" The Director snarled.

He started to pace in front of them. "Words cannot begin to describe how outraged I am at this 'prank' of yours. Not only did you hack the mainframe of the very organization you work for, you accessed very top-secret information, and used it against us. All for what? A few laughs?"

York and Wyoming were pale, fearing the worst.

"I am a hardworking man that is trying to aid his planet in a time of war, and I cannot let a crime such as this go unpunished."

He stopped pacing and glared at the terrified soldiers. His facial features softened as he said, "However...I was also a mischievous teenager that pulled his fair share of pranks, and I cannot help but laugh at a good joke."

Relief washed over the Agents' faces.

"You aren't off the hook, though. While all you did was bring some well-needed humor into our strict lives, you still did something very illegal to do so. Seeing as you work so well with one another with a common goal, your next few missions will be together."

The Freelancers groaned.

"I don't want to hear any complaints. The next time you - or anyone, for that matter - does something like this again, I will take proper legal action.

You are dismissed."

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Allison walked in a few minutes later. "Everything's all set, Leo."

Leo smirked. "You rigged their beds?"

"Check."

"Hair dye in the shampoo?"

"Of course."

"Is the super glue in place?"

"Leonard, this is me you're talking to. I got all seventeen things done."

"Good."

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A/N: Teehee! I hope this was worth the wait. Sorry it's so short. But as you read this, Chapter 5 is being written!

Constructive criticism is welcomed!

Feel free to suggest a prank or two in a review or PM. But you don't have to. It's helpful for when I run out of ideas, which happens a lot.