[ CW ] TropeDay Prompt : Team Rocket Wins !

Always the punching bag. I sure do hope they would stop bullying me, but it's no help I guess. They do n't care that I can open every goddamn door in the city, no, I have to go on the worst missions and everyone makes fun of me. And for such petty stuff! Like the other day. I tripped over a damn doorstep. Well of course the whole mob heard about it. Including the boss. Life would be just so nice if it were n't for all that. Well, at least I am still getting new jobs. Okay, back to the job, I am close to the place. 
 
 Today's job is different than most. I am actually expected to kill someone on my own. That's a new one. And the target is of pretty good standing as well. Too bad his locks are still the same old stuff. okay, park the car over here and go the rest of the way by foot, silently. 
 Hmm, it's hard to see inside through the windows. Let's go check the backside. It actually looks like the rear exit does n't even have a lock, but... Yeah those stairs look old and clumsy, they will squeek like a pig, I should take a different route. How about that balcony door up there? Seems like a better idea. 
 Ugh, if only I was as good at climbing as the others. They usually help me with that, I'll give them that. Ooof finally up here. Careful now, there might be someone behind these windows..does n't seem so. Now the lock. Oh this, it will be easy, stick this up here, this to the bottom side and now a little puuuush... and done. Inside is pretty dark, but what else could I expect at this hour. 
 Oh this house sure is fancy. I really hope everyone is sleeping, because getting caught here... oh man look at all that gold, I could easily come to a great fortune here. Hmm, but it could be all wired to alarms, so let's not touch any of it. Back to business. The guy is probably sleeping. If I were a millionaire, where would I want a bedroom? 
 Oh look, a house plan! Too bad I ca n't read it in this darkness. Uhh this is probably the bedroom. It's just behind that door. Okay, here is the pistol with the supressor. It should be loaded. And I do n't know how to check so I will expect it to be. Now carefully open that door. There. And who said I was useless? 
 Even the guy is here, sleeping alone. I mean, with his money I probably too would sleep alone just of fear of being used for money. I kinda get him. But I am not rich and you got ta do what you got ta do. Just take this pillow, place it over his head and... *thud* 
 Is he...? Did I kill him? Oh man he is dead. I killed the target. I completed the mission. I am not useless! Okay, okay, calm down. Got ta do a status report. They are expecting it. But first things first. Put the gun away, do n't want to shoot myself accidentally. Okay, now the transmitter. *beep* 
 `` Uh, hey boss'' 
 `` Rat? Is that you? What's going on?'' 
 `` Uhh I just killed the guy...'' 
 ``....what? What do you mean you killed the guy?'' 
 `` What I am saying. I came in and shot him, just like you told me to'' 
 `` Did n't you meet anyone on your way there? No bodyguards, no alarm, no nothing?'' 
 `` No, it was actually all clean. I took a different route than you wanted me to... that one seemed too dangerous.'' 
 `` A different... route? Did you not go through the ground floor like we told you to?'' 
 `` Umm... no, I climbed the balcony'' 
 `` So wait... is the guy dead?'' 
 `` Yeah. His brain is all over the bed'' 
 `` You bloody idiot. He was not meant to die! Or not so fast anyway! How are we gon na ransom him?'' 
 `` You told me to kill him and I did it. Where's the problem?'' Wait... ransom? 
 `` The problem is, dead millionaire is useless!'' then why... 
 `` Why did you send me to kill him... and alone?'' the ground floor. Did I miss anything? Oh and why is the doorknob slowly turning? 
 Oh... 
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 I kinda stepped out of the whole third person narrator thingy for this. Love the change occasionally: )
