The BAU , On Fire Because Of The Adults-children

Reid smiling at his phone, watching Bluey with headphones on

Emily, walking behind him : What are you watching ?

Reid, full panic mod, slamming his phone screen on his desk : P*RN. ADULT THINGS. BECAUSE I AM AN ADULT. LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE WHY DON'T YOU TRUST ME EMILY

Hotch, having in his office one "depressive thought jar" and one "threat jar"

Rossi, first coming at the BAU : You have very specific swear jar

Hotch, pointing to Emily and Reid : I have very specific children.

Unsub : I ain't talking

Reid, sharpening a knife : We got ways of making people talk

Reid, cuts a piece of cake

Unsub : ..Can I have some ?

Reid : Cake is for talkers only.

Emily : This party kinda suck, lets go

JJ : ...Emily. This is your own funeral.

Reid : WELCOME TO APPLEBEE'S, DO YOU WANT APPLES OR BEES ?

Morgan : What.. Bees ??

Reid : HE HAS SELECTED THE BEES

Morgan : No it wasn't-

Reid, approaching while violently shaking a jar full of bees

Morgan : WAIT-

Morgan : What do you think Emily will do for a distraction ?

Rossi : Probably throw a rock or make some noise. Something easy.

Car explodes, a fire start, Emily is running around screaming.

Rossi : ..Or that.

Hotch : What is your date of birth ?

Derek : June 6

Hotch : What year ?

Derek : ..Every year ?

Rossi : Here's another one, what does "take out" mean ?

JJ : Food.

Morgan : Dating.

Reid : Murder.

Emily : All three if you're not a coward.

Emily, walking in the meeting room : Hi everyone

No answer

Emily : Guys ??

Penelope : We can't hear dead people.

Everyone : nods

Emily : You guys are so dramatic it was ONE TIME

Morgan, running in Hotch's office : SOMETHING CAUGHT ON FIRE

Hotch : FUCKING DAMNIT EMILY !

Spencer : Emily is on vacation ?

Hotch : ..Oh yeah. I forgot.

Emily, on her vacation : Why do I feel like I'm in trouble suddenly ?