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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐃𝐨 𝐖𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬?

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'SHE'S NOT HERE'?!" America hoped that this was a joke, a very bad one. She couldn't believe Loki's words, they'd have to be joking. "You know that I don't like this kind of joke, chico!"

"I'm telling the truth! You know very well that I would never joke about this sort of thing, especially if it involves Rosaleen," if it was any other situation he would try to take the edge off, mainly because they were afraid of the Latina superhero, but at this moment he couldn't even think less seriously. They were worried, extremely worried. One of the few people who trusted in them was nowhere to be found.

"They're not lying," interrupted the discussion Peter, "nor are they joking, we couldn't find her anywhere. Not even L.I.L.Y could find her! We tried everything but she's nowhere!" anxiety consumed him, no one could blame him for being ruder. They were always together, and even on missions they weren't paired with one another they would find a way to communicate. Now he couldn't contact her, he couldn't know if she was fine or if she needed help.

"Do you think that this is a situation like the one in 2016?" Cassandra asked, she needed to know if had to ask the Avengers for help.

"I don't know, maybe we should talk about this with the rest of the team," America pulled out her phone, writing a message in the Young Avengers' group chat, and waiting for a response from the rest of them. "Until we know what to do it's better if we don't say a thing to the Avengers or our parents. It could be a 2016 situation."

The two Black siblings had only one question in their mind: What do we tell our parents?

Meanwhile, Steve and Dustin were discussing the Russian code while Rosaleen finished her ice cream, entertained by the two boys.

"Rosaleen, do you maybe know a bit of Russian?" asked Dustin, after Steve agreed to help him and be true American heroes.

"I actually do, I've learned it with Natasha and Yelena" she was really happy to help them crack the code, but she didn't want to outshine Robin "but I don't have a perfect ear so, maybe, I could need help from somebody. We'll have to crack the code together."

They stayed in the back of Scoops Ahoy, using Robin's whiteboard to write the various Cyrillic letters. They were almost getting the first words when the Buckley girl interrupted them.

"All right, babysitting time is over. You need to get in there," she said before seeing what they did to her board. "Hey, my board. That was important data, shitbirds."

"I'm really sorry, Robin, but needed it for-" before Rosaleen could finish her sentence, the girl interrupted.

"You think you have evil Russians plotting against our country, on tape, and you're trying to translate, but haven't figured out a word because you didn't realize Russians use an entirely different alphabet. Sound about right?"

"How did she know about the Russians?" Dustin asked the brunette, thinking she was the one ditching them.

"I think we were a little too loud."

"Yeah, you were," Robin said with a confident smirk.

"Whoa! What do you think you're doing?" the boy wasn't sure he wanted to share the code with a complete stranger, well another one.

"I wanna hear it."

"Why?" the two boys asked.

"'Cause maybe I can help." finally Rose could have some more help. "I'm fluent in four languages, you know."

"Russian?"

"Ou-yay are-yay umb-day." Dustin and Steve laughed, having a little more hope for the strange and dangerous situation they were in.

"Holy shit!"

"That was Pig Latin, dingus," she smirked again.

"But I can speak Spanish and French and Italian, and I've been in band for 12 years. My ears are little geniuses, trust me."

"Uh..." Dustin turned toward Rosaleen, wanting to know if this was a good idea. After all, she proved a lot of things about them and the Upside Down so he could trust her, a little at least. She nodded.

"Come on, it's your turn to sling ice cream, my turn to translate. I don't even want credit. I'm just bored." then the counter bell dings and Steve, after seeing that the kid was quite convinced about the help Robin could give, walked through the counter.

"C'mon darling," Rose said, marking a lot of her British accent, "help us be true American heroes." she, then, winked at her and smiled after seeing her cheeks blush slightly.