NEW AGE. mlb applyfic

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

"Are you sure we're allow to be up here?" Andy held onto her glasses, the wind threatening to take them. She looked at her best friend, though unrecognisable thanks to the powers of the mouse miraculous.

Souris shrugged, "I'm not sure, probably not."

"Benji!" She squealed, her voice sounding much higher than she had intended.

He giggled, "We can go somewhere else if you want."

Andy looked at the view. Souris had taken her to one of the tallest hotels in both Sydney City and outer Sydney. The view was beautiful and showed both the beautiful and ugly parts of Liverpool, she sighed, "I think I'm gonna need a break before another thirty minutes of you carrying me around."

Souris grinned, he knew she would love it here. "I patrolled here once, no akumas but there was a lot of petty crimes."

"Really?" Andy questioned. Being born and raised in Campbelltown she knew all about the petty crimes of Western Sydney but her mind still leaped to the question, what are the heroes doing when I'm not creating akumas?

"Yeah, a lot of youth crime, like kids our age," he explained, a sad expression reaching his face, "Some of those kids looked even younger."

"What did Renard and Peafowl do about it?"

"Renard was really strict, Peafowl was a lot more understanding, but I think they both didn't really understand," he shrugged, "I don't know, it happened a couple weeks ago."

Andy sat down, "I'm proud of you Benji," she placed a hand on his, "You're fighting for the side of good, not everyone-," her breath hitched, "not everyone is that brave."

Souris blushed as her hand touched his, due to both the complement and the fact that this is the closest he has felt to her in months. "You would had made the same choice too, Andrea."

Andy looked away.

"Right?"

Andy hates lying to Benji, so she didn't. "I'm not too sure I would." Her eyes didn't dare meet his, her shame was something that made her feel like hiding but she couldn't, she couldn't move, she was stuck and Souris was watching her. "I mean- if I had to choose between being a supervillain and seeing my parents again, being a supervillain or being an orphan, I would choose being a villain."

Silence.

Souris didn't say anything, he just stared at Andy, he found himself counting the curls in her short hair, the small faint freckles on her bronze cheek, he lost track in the small details of her face and than he saw it, the guilt, the shame. The ugly emotions that in the last months Andy hasn't let anyone see, "I would do the same," he finally said.

Andy snapped her neck, looking at him, "You would?"

"Yeah. I mean- I've never met my parents. They could of died before I was born or just not wanted me but as a kid I told myself it was the first one. Growing in a household where you are already not wanted, you don't need another reason to think that you're a mistake. So for every birthday, every four leaf clover, I would wish that my parents had somehow survived their death and that they were trying to find me but they just didn't know my new name. So, yeah. Andy. I think I would do the same."

"Then why don't you?"

Souris cracked a smile, "Could you seriously imagine me as a supervillain? Me?" He shook his head, the thought was so unreal to him it was almost funny, "I wouldn't be able to pull it off."

"But what if you could?" Andy moved close to Souris, her body now facing the superhero. Andy grabbed his hands, and held them tightly. "Four months ago, the Benji I knew wouldn't had believed you had it in you to be a superhero, but look at you now!"