"Ding, ding, ding." Goes Ruby's phone, causing her to groan out loud and throw it across her messy room before trying to pulling her pillow over her head to try to drift back to sleep.

"Kid, it's seven, time to get up." Hitch says over the intercom system, causing Ruby to curse very loudly, before admitting defeat and dragging herself out of bed.

"Toast is in the toaster, banana milk is on the table, and you have a doctor's appointment in three hours." Hitch replies upon hearing her trudging down the stairs in her typical I-don't-want-to-be-awake manner. He can just imagine the shirt that she chose for today, and she didn't disappoint him.

Today's outfit was the usual. Bell bottom blue jeans, yellow sneakers, fly barrett, and the lovely, or not so lovely if you were Sabrina, insulting T-shirt. Today's shirt read 'I hate morning people. And mornings. And people.'

"You know, I don't think your parents will appreciate that shirt." Hitch comments, getting a worse than usual glare from the tired teen.

"My parents are also not the ones who had to stay up to one last night because of a track meet. They also weren't the ones woke up at six thirty by Blacker's annoying texts. Seriously, when does he get any sleep if he's up by six thirty. Six thirty!" Ruby exclaims, still highly vexed about having to wake up early after staying out so late the night before.

"I had to stay up that late and get up earlier than you, kid. You should stop complaining and focus on other, more important and potentially deadly things." Hitch comments, causing Ruby to further her vicious glare and scowl.

"I don't know how you do it. When do you ever get sleep, and how do you never..." Ruby trails off when she sees the coffee mug in Hitch's hand, and puts everything together. "Does that vile stuff really work?"

"It does the trick." Hitch comments before taking a long slurp.

Ruby just nods, before downing her banana milk in practically one gulp, putting the glass in the sink, and moving over to the cabinet with dread in her stomach.

"What are you doing?" Hitch asks as he sees her open the door, and grab his favorite mug out.

"What does it look like? I'm getting some of the vial liquid that you call drinkable to see if it'll wake me up." She comments, before Hitch goes into full blown panic mode.

"Ruby, you really don't need to do... that." He says as he tries to run over to her, too late as she pours herself a cup and drinks some of it. She immediately runs to the sink, and spits it all out.

"Yuck. What is that stuff!" She exclaims glaring daggers at Hitch.

"It's coffee. I take mine completely black with no flavoring so it'll keep me awake. That or I have a cup of mint tea." Hitch explains, causing Ruby to look dismayed.

"I knew there was something wrong with your taste buds. Not only do you like coffee, but you take it without any flavoring, aka the grossest way, and you actually like tea!" Ruby says, the volume of her voice riding as she gets to the end of her little rant.

"I tried to warn you. Though, I guess it did a good job waking you up didn't it." Hitch says right as the toaster dings.

As Ruby walks to get her toast, she casually retaliates to Hitch's true statements by 'gently' slapping the back of his head.

When she gets her toast, the grumbling that Hitch is doing about her watching too much of her newest cop drama show obsession NCIS immediately gets tuned out, and an adrenaline rush happens. After all, grilled on her toast are the words Redfort meeting at your house at 9 hours. Be there on time for once.

"Hitch, since when did we take weekly meetings at my house, especially when we don't have a case?" Ruby asks, dread creeping into her voice.

"We don't." Hitch answers before going to see what's on the toast for himself.

He quickly reads the words, and grimaces. There is no way that this 'meeting' could end well.

"Kid, I suggest that you get home early today, and make sure that you don't step in between any more arguments, and your friends aren't going to come by. Also, change into something a tad bit more presentable." Hitch orders, already thinking of everything bad that Ruby could do, and most likely would try to do.

"That's fine. I'll have Clancy gone by then. He is coming over to watch more NCIS today." Ruby says as if none of her plans for that day had changed.

"Clancy was coming over." Hitch corrects, causing Ruby to look at him as if he's grown two heads.

"You have a doctor's appointment in two hours and fifty minutes. You guys would only be able to watch an episode of whatever crime fake crime show, and talk for a bit until we have to leave. Not really enough to warrant him coming over, is it?" Hitch questions.

"So you think. He would need to be here for the meeting, and we can watch an episode of Sherlock which is ninety minutes long. Then, we have enough time to get there, and Sherlock is not a fake crime drama." Ruby spits back.

"No, of course not. I mean, the main character is only a psychopath that solves crimes." Hitch retorts back, still frustrated about Ruby being so crazy, and getting into her newest unfortunate obsession.

"High-functioning sociopath, not psychopath." Ruby corrects, and before the argument that they've already had eight times can restart, Clancy rings the doorbell.

"What's up Rube? Why didn't you return any of my calls last night?" Clancy asks.

"I had a small problem of not being able to breathe, Clance."

"Not being able to breathe but how..." Clancy trails off as he realizes exactly what happened.

"Oh my... Rube, you have asthma. How?!" Clancy exclaims.

"No clue. Sometimes people are able to develop it. Undoubtedly I have. Which is why Hitch is taking me to the doctors, and we don't have enough time to binge watch an entire season of Sherlock. Besides, LB called an emergency meeting at my house." Ruby casually replies, causing Clancy to start freaking out and Hitch to face palm.

"Do you think that he maybe shouldn't have known about that?" Hitch questions sarcastically.

"Well, when LB makes me wake up for a video call on the phone at five to tell me that there is going to be a meeting at my house and to make sure that Clancy's here, what else am I supposed to think?" Ruby questions, making everyone in the room so much more confused.

"LB called you on the watch at five, and then sent you a toaster note. Why do both?" Hitch questions wondering what in the world is going on. Mainly, if the world had turned upside down for LB to do this.

"Well, she kind of realized that I was still half asleep when I told her to shut up that I was trying to sleep. Then I said something about forgetting what she would say since it was too early to be up at such an ungodly hour in the morning, and that if she woke me up this early again, I would murder her." Ruby explains.

"You told that to LB, and you're still alive?" Hitch questions, while Clancy is still staring in disbelief.

"To be fair, I was half asleep. For some reason, I got no sleep last night. I wonder why?" Ruby bites back, highly irritated from how much sleep she got last night, or lack thereof.

Hitch just shakes his head in disbelief. Clancy is still blinking, trying to process how Ruby was stupid enough to say that to the scariest woman on the planet.

Ruby interrupts the conversation by grabbing Clancy's wrist and dragging him to her. Hitch can vaguely hear the Sherlock theme song seven minutes later, and wants to groan in disbelief that this is now his life. Once he was the great Bradley Baker's partner who helped keep him alive. Now, he babysits the smart aleck kid.

Sorry for taking so long to update and for it being such a short update. Good news is that I have been updating Becoming LB a lot. Also, it has come to my attention, that I am now making a 'crackfic.' This story. Since it has a smallish/not really plot, it's basically just making different stuff happening in 2020 and how I think the characters would react to it with practically no seriousness.