AN: I really really really shouldn't be doing this but I am because I'm insane.

So introductions are in order. This story will be written in drabble form. Little snippets. There's a bit of set up so there are a lot of consecutive drabbles, but we'll eventually settle into a snippet feel. This fic is pure self gratification and I am a very time poor vet student with a menagerie.

This is a semi-crack fic. It will involve copious amounts of tea. It will involve cardigans and old man slippers. It will involve totally unprepared men and terrified agents. There will be tropes. So many tropes. I'm having fun.

Although minor sobering moment. Wayne Brunn is an homage to a wonderful person I worked around in my first big kid job, who was in a freak accident and subsequently passed away earlier this year. An incredibly kind and lovely man with a great sense of humour. Gone far too soon.

Disclaimer:

I own nothing you recognise. This is all completely un-beta'd and totally fresh off the top of my brain!

James receives the call in the morning. Early. It is barely seven a.m. He is awake regardless.

"Bond," he says by way of greeting.

"Hello," the voice on the other end begins. "This is Wayne Brunn from McVeigh Flemming Solicitors in New Zealand, am I speaking with Mister James Bond?"

"Speaking." That explains the hour.

"Excellent. Apologies for the early hour of the call. I am the executor of the Estate of Katherine Bond and I am calling you in relation to a number of clauses in her will," Mr Brunn explains.

James is silent. Mr Brunn continues. "I understand you two were not very close." James snorts.

"We haven't spoken," he says.

"Despite this, she has left you a number of things that will require some organising," Mr Brunn says.

"Can you send me an email detailing this and I will attend to it at my earliest convenience," James replies.

"That's not a problem, if you would provide me with your email address and we will provide you with the details," Mr Brunn says.

James gives him the email and hangs up. He wonders if he can convince one of the administrative assistants to deal with the organising.

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