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Friendship Scribbles

Bell, after doodling on her own arm, grabs Lyn’s hand and continues the drawing of entwined tentacles up Lyn’s arm. The drawing joining blue hand to pink hand. Bell waggles an eyebrow at Lyn, her smirk accentuated by the drawn on mustache she’d given herself first.

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It was always an adventure hanging out with her closest friend, finding herself laughing freely in a manner that was a testament to just how relaxed she was around her and how much Lyn trusted Bell. Letting the blue woman grab her arm, she watched the path the marker took with a tilt of her head, ebony ears perking fully forward as she’s silent. Seeing what is finally finished, she didn’t stop her laughter, “Well well well, are ya tryin’ ta tell me somethin, Darlin?” She teased, looking up to Bell with a playful wink.

Bell bit her lip and ducked her head, a light lavender blush covering her cheeks. She’d meant to say something silly, but now nothing would come out. Squeezing her friend’s fingers she finally forced out a laugh, “Y-yeah, heh. We totally need to get matching tattoos. That’d be so fucking badass, right?”

Childish Escape

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“What?! No way!” Bluebell huffed and stomped her foot, “I timed this area! They take twenty at least cuz this in Snake territory and the f’king pigs are all fat on brides!”

Jaw clenched she glared hard at the other girl, “And don’t tell shit lies, it makes you look stupid,” starting to stuff aff the food and hygiene products she could reach into her bag. Utterly ignoring the money in the register, her only focus was necessities. She shouted back, “I ain’t telling you shit!”

Lyn merely shrugged her shoulders at the girl’s insistence, barely resisting the urge to fully roll her eyes. Instead, she concentrated on the fact that apparently this blue person didn’t know that there were people just like her  h a n g i n g  around this city.. and the person she was thinking of? Well he was one of her favorite people to go and prank, simply because his reactions were fucking hilarious. 

“Shit lies? Fuck around, girly, yer the one fuckin walkin’ into a store ta rob it, I literally just told ya what kinda gun yer wavin around, and ya think I’m fucking lyin’ to ya?” she rolled her eyes then, shaking her head before she plucked an entire box of hand warmers from the shelf beside her, tossing it for the girl. “You’ll want these.”

“How else do you rob a store but walk in, duuuuuuuuh,” Bluebell rolled her eyes, her foot bounced and she bit her lip. Her anxiety spiking, “You’re the one messing this up,” she whined suddenly, “I totally would have been out by now but you’re throwing me oooooooooff and rushing me.”

Making a noise of frustration, bell agitatedly spun in a circle, “What else, what else?!” she worried her lip until it started to get red, she knew she was forgetting something. She grabbed a huge handful of gum off the shelf and stuffed it into her pockets, “This is all your fault, okay!”

“Stupid blond cat girls and their stupid cute clothing,” she grumbled as she stomped towards the back exit in a pout. 

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“Okay no wait!” Bluebell waved her hands wildly in the air, bouncing on her toes, “What if, just picture this, a swarm of robotic bees in a sandstorm! In fucking MICHIGAN! Yeah?” she grinned widely as she bounced down on the couch, tossing a beer overhanded at the djinn, “Don’t tell me that wouldn’t be fucking sweet. The looks on their faces alone I tell you!”

Cackling with wild energy she could hardly sit still, spilling beer as she gestured with both hands. The young blue villainess was clad in a studded leather pants and a cute skull tank top, her makeup as over the to dramatic as it always was with severe winged eyeshadow and dark purple lips. 

Sticking her tongue out at him for trying to ruin her fun, Bell grabbed another beer, “I enjoy them. They make things interesting. God forbid this city ever get boring.”

The last question had the silliness drop off of her face. Straightening she tapped her chin, “The answer is actually reeeeeealy boring. They are all just human after all. Assuming it’s premeditated with plenty of prep time,” she held up a finger for the caveat, “a high-powered sniper shot to the head. Bang. Dead just like anyone else and no time for them to use their powers. Same way I’d kill you if I had to,” she shrugged, it wasn’t like she didn’t have backup plans for everyone, “Now it gets interesting if I didn’t have prep time!”

Passing the room, she mused, “Neither is immune to my de-gun but the smoke is impossible to shoot through and up close Jim-bo is good with a knife. Honestly, the best bet is to go for the girl first. He doesn’t think straight when he’s emotional. Problems there is the whole demon thing. But again! Waaaay too emotional. So play off the family love angle manipulating them until they lose their fight strategy. Downside with that angle is they won’t be holding back in the slightest and they have some nasty powers they can whip out. Still safer than them working as a team. I have holowatch mimics for both with voice recordings, so as long as they’re separated, that would work. Actually killing them would need improvised explosives and a fake corpse for the girl. I’d have to take Lyn out first. Then move on to Psycho. Again, explosives would be the easiest route to maintain personal safety and his powers don’t work as well against robots so at least a few would get close enough to detonate and I have a looooot of bots.”

“Destruction Worker is the easiest. For all his book smarts he has zero battle strategy. So he’s hardly worth the bother of explaining and a quick de-stroy would do the job,” she waved a hand dismissively, “Charlene I wouldn’t want to get within any radius off. Distance is the only option to kill her. Distance and surprise,” a distant look and a frown settled on Bluebell’s features, “I’ve seen the corpses she’s left behind. Melted bullets too. Once those flames are up I’m fairly certain only a high temp armored round would have a chance of getting through. She doesn’t care about collateral damage and using family against her would be suicide as most of them have powers too if my research is correct and I’m sure it is,” Bell crossed her arms and tapped her foot, “So high powered fire suppressant in order to get a shot in and then it would have to be a dead eye shot. But fire bitch is ancient and ornery so I ain’t touching that if I don’t have to.”

-”You had right , it was a boring question. I was this close….” he raised a hand and gestured a small inch – “…To fall asleep when you began to describe the most common ways anyone would use to kill a human, that I lost track after the second sentence.  You say they make things interesting, but Bluebell. I read the newspapers all the time and I see no Great work from their part. Maybe they are on vacations.” he shrugs and hurry his last beer. Though he ignored her comment about killing him in the same way as them. His immortality is not something he has wrote in his forehead, so better let people think they can kill him. It’s a way to know who is with you and who is a traitor, when that person tries to shoot you or stab you. Is during that small second when all is clear.

“The only one there who seems worthy to meet is The fire lady. The rest…..None of them called my attention..” he made memory. Alixon just mentioned one when she explained she joined the DS. but so far they were more mocking the team than really analize them. “Oh well. I’ll look for them later.”

Bell rolled her eyes, “That’s because nothing short of fiery death raining from the heavens and seas of blood from the innocent amuses you. We are not all so picky,” she crossed her arms, “They do make it interesting if you like one on one battles with magic that can wreck city blocks for miles and flood an entire neighborhood.”

She waved her hands about, “Not all of us can conjure sandy death and mayhem from our fingertips. Sooooome of us have to actually work for it,” she shrugged, “But yeah, Flash is always good for a fight and would likely be the only one on a level you would care about. I heard she melted Chicago down once… or was that New York?” Bell tapped her chin, “She’s old as shit and I knooooooow you’ll piss her right off.”

Bluebell giggled, grinning from ear to ear, “Just give me a heads up first, k? I wanna be the next city over before you two turn this one to glass. Cuz you know, sand and fire. Damn Metrocity will make a pretty glass city! Ooooooo yeah.”

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“What do you think it means?” she shoots back, letting Bluebell talk herself out. It’s glow in the dark that catches Lucy’s attention, though, the prospect piquing her interest. “What kind of glow in the dark?”

Bell rolled her eyes, “All the kinds, obviously. Lipstick, eyeshadow, glitter, nail polish,” she rattled off. 

A smirk drew up her lips and she bounced on her toes seeing the other girl get excited, “Coooome ooooooon! You have to let me do your makeup!”

Already caught by the mention of glow in the dark makeup, Lucy jumps at the chance. “Fiiine.”

Stretching the word out, she’s doing her best to look more reluctant than she feels.

“Woooo!” Bluebell jumped excitedly and lunged forward to grab Lucy’s hand, “Come on, sidekick!”

Her smile lit her entire face, green eyes sparkling, “Come on, come on, comeon! Stop being a slowpoke!” she tugged on her hand before giving her a chance to speak, “Everything is back at the Lair.”

Childish Escape

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Eyes twitching to the other girl in the shop when she spoke, Bluebell caught the motion from the corner of her eye as the cashier lunged. Her finger squeezed the trigger nervously, “Fuck!”

As the little blue cube that was the cashier, and the gun he’d started pulling, fell to the ground in a clatter, Bell swung the de-gun around to the last person, “Shut up! Look what you did! I had things under control and now I have to crack the damn safe myself!”

Stomping a foot petulantly, she huffed, “Don’t even think about it, girly! I’m an unstable alien with a ray gun. Got it?”

Lyn balked as the blue being suddenly pulled the trigger, brows raising in surprise with how jumpy the damn woman was. Was this her first time doing something like this? She could only assume so, with how erratic she was behaving. She couldn’t help but be confused at what was even going on, even when the gun was pointed right at her. 

She sighed heavily, rolling her eyes as she raised her hands in a mild show that she wasn’t going to be trying anything. “Yer not the first unstable alien with a dehydratin’ gun…. ya do realize that, right?” she prompted dryly. 

“..Look, whatcha after, here? Cuz ya got ‘bout five minutes till the police get here.”

“What?! No way!” Bluebell huffed and stomped her foot, “I timed this area! They take twenty at least cuz this in Snake territory and the f’king pigs are all fat on brides!”

Jaw clenched she glared hard at the other girl, “And don’t tell shit lies, it makes you look stupid,” starting to stuff aff the food and hygiene products she could reach into her bag. Utterly ignoring the money in the register, her only focus was necessities. She shouted back, “I ain’t telling you shit!”

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“Hey,” Bell pouted, crossing her arms stubornly, “What’s that supposed to mean?” she arched a brow at the younger girl, “And look at your makeup and then look at mine. Your presentation is horrible.”

Clapping her hands together as she returned to bouncing, “But I have all sorts of stuff back at Evil Lair! Glitter in every shade you can dream of! Even glow and the dark makeup! I haven’t found a use for it in costume much, it sort of defeats the point of sneaking and I never fight Metro Chick in the dark… but damn it would be cool,” she rambled, getting distracted again.

“What do you think it means?” she shoots back, letting Bluebell talk herself out. It’s glow in the dark that catches Lucy’s attention, though, the prospect piquing her interest. “What kind of glow in the dark?”

Bell rolled her eyes, “All the kinds, obviously. Lipstick, eyeshadow, glitter, nail polish,” she rattled off. 

A smirk drew up her lips and she bounced on her toes seeing the other girl get excited, “Coooome ooooooon! You have to let me do your makeup!”

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“Oh come ooooon,” Bluebell whined, “you gotta! It would be so cool! I’ve never had a sidekick before!” she bounced in place with far too much energy, “And you obviously just don’t know how, which is why you need a teacher!” she posed dramatically, pointing to herself.

“Can see why,” Lucy mumbles, watching Bluebell bouncing in place. “Who says I need a teacher?” she asks next, looking stubborn now.

“Hey,” Bell pouted, crossing her arms stubornly, “What’s that supposed to mean?” she arched a brow at the younger girl, “And look at your makeup and then look at mine. Your presentation is horrible.”

Clapping her hands together as she returned to bouncing, “But I have all sorts of stuff back at Evil Lair! Glitter in every shade you can dream of! Even glow and the dark makeup! I haven’t found a use for it in costume much, it sort of defeats the point of sneaking and I never fight Metro Chick in the dark… but damn it would be cool,” she rambled, getting distracted again.

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Bluebell tipped her head at Lucy, confused, “Of course it can’t be both,” she made little circular hand motions as she tried to articulate her logic, “If it’s your workshop then it’s yours. He can’t pay yourself to work in it!”

She put her hands on her hips and turned to face Lucy fully, “You aren’t much of a villain, are you?”

“Says you.” It could be both, and was. At least, that was the way Lucy saw it. Even if it wasn’t really all that evil. She looks taken aback by Bluebell’s sudden question, drawing up short.

“Huh?”

“I mean look at you! Your makeup is lackluster, not nearly enough metal or flashy bits, and your witty banter is sub-par,” Bell ticked off on her fingers, “It’s like you ain’t even trying.”

“Oh! I’ve never had a girlfriend before!” she paused, “I mean like a friend and not a dating thing, I have one of those,” she flapped her hand and waved her misstep off, “English is stupid. But that’s not the point! I could do your makeup and you could like… be my teen side-kick! Like an evil Batman and Robin!”

Letting Bluebell talk herself out, there’s a look of utter confusion on the teen’s face at the older blue woman’s offer. And accidental phrasing. “How’s that my fault?” she mutters, that same look still on her face thanks to the way she’d phrased the last comment.

“Oh come ooooon,” Bluebell whined, “you gotta! It would be so cool! I’ve never had a sidekick before!” she bounced in place with far too much energy, “And you obviously just don’t know how, which is why you need a teacher!” she posed dramatically, pointing to herself.

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“I’ve never actually been bobbing for…” Bell tapped her chin thoughtfully and almost corrected to apples, raising a questioning eyebrow, she echoed, “…heads… before. A good scare seems right up my alley.”

Clapping her hands together to let out the bubbling excitement growing in her, she bit her lip and looked over the strange woman before her and made the decision, “Show the new girl around?” 

Scarborough let out a high-pitched giggle. “You mean to tell me you’ve never bobbed for apples? Bobbing for heads is the same, only with shrunken heads! Don’t worry, they’re not rotting or anything.” She giggled again, her skeleton grin growing wider. “I’d love to show you around! We just have to make sure we’re back at the well before midnight for the celebration’s big finale!”

Bluebell shook her head, “I never went to those sort of parties,” she said dismissively. 

It still hurt… how many things she’d been excluded from by the other children growing up. Older now, she tried to convince herself that she never wanted them in the first place. Some days that worked. 

Hands behind her back she couldn’t help the peeked interest, wanting to know what all she missed out on, “So what do you do when you catch them? And what happens at midnight? Do we all turn into pumpkins?”

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Bluebell tipped her head at Lucy, confused, “Of course it can’t be both,” she made little circular hand motions as she tried to articulate her logic, “If it’s your workshop then it’s yours. He can’t pay yourself to work in it!”

She put her hands on her hips and turned to face Lucy fully, “You aren’t much of a villain, are you?”

“Says you.” It could be both, and was. At least, that was the way Lucy saw it. Even if it wasn’t really all that evil. She looks taken aback by Bluebell’s sudden question, drawing up short.

“Huh?”

“I mean look at you! Your makeup is lackluster, not nearly enough metal or flashy bits, and your witty banter is sub-par,” Bell ticked off on her fingers, “It’s like you ain’t even trying.”

“Oh! I’ve never had a girlfriend before!” she paused, “I mean like a friend and not a dating thing, I have one of those,” she flapped her hand and waved her misstep off, “English is stupid. But that’s not the point! I could do your makeup and you could like… be my teen side-kick! Like an evil Batman and Robin!”