The Line: Part 2

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Veronica's POV:

A little while later, Harley returns with Queen of Fables.

Harley: "All right, everyone. I would like to introduce Queen of Fables. She's agreed to help us break into S.T.A.R. Labs. So, I'm gonna need you to pull something around four inches tall outta your book."

Fables: "Sure, but I'm not sure how Prince Charming's d*ck is gonna help ya."

Everyone but Psycho and I laugh at the joke.

Psycho: "Kinda low hangin fruit. Not even trying."

Fables: "I'm just playing around. After what you did for me, you can have whatever you need, honey."

King Shark: "So, you can pull any character out of your storybook?"

Fables: "Sure can. Who's your favorite?"

King Shark: "Oh, I'm partial to Humpty Dumpty."

Fables conjures up a glow of magic and Humpty Dumpty appears before us.

Humpty Dumpty: "Hi, everybody."

King Shark: "Oh my God. It's him! He's so-Aah!"

Everyone drops their smiles as Fables whacks Humpty's head with her staff, causing egg yolk to spew out everywhere.

Fables: "He makes the best eggs. Ya'll got a kitchen here, right?"

She walks off, whisking what's left of Humpty inside his shell with her staff when Ivy shows up in an odd-looking get-up.

Ivy: "Uh, Harley, Ronnie, a moment?"

Harley and I follow her to a private corner of the mall.

Ivy: "What are you thinking?"

Harley: "Uh, that the only way to get the Legion of Doom's attention is that weather machine, and she's gonna help me steal it."

Ivy: "No, no, no no, no. Seriously, you do not wanna get involved with this bitch. She's like a real, legit, bad guy."

Harley: "Dude, we're all bad guys."

Ivy: "Uh, first of all, I care about the environment, ok? I don't know what about that makes me a bad guy."

Harley: "Says the girl who dissolved the head of ACE Chemicals in a bath of his own herbicide."

Ivy: "Best Earth Day ever."

Me: "Holla!"

Harley: "Fables has been teaching me the ropes of super villainy. You two were the ones saying I should listen to other people."

Ivy: "No, we said listen to us. You're a bad guy, but you're a good person. Same as Ronnie."

Harley: "I don't know, Ive. Bad is bad."

Me: "Ok, think of it like this. We're broadcast bad, she's cable bad. Like it or not, you will regret this, sooner or later."

Harley: "I can't listen to ya when Ivy's dressed like a 40's housewife who's fucking her husband's boss. I mean, what is with that outfit?"

Ivy: "What? Oh, I'm just-I'm going out to do environment?"

Harley: "To do environment?"

Me: "Hey, those company heads aren't gonna dissolve themselves."

I know what she's up to, a date night with Kite-Man. I lead Harley over to the others before cartwheeling back to Ivy with a whisper.

Me: "Say hi to Kite-Man for me."

Ivy turns to me in surprise, but I tap my head to reveal how I picked up on her secrecy. She offers me a thankful smile before walking off to meet with Kite-Man.

{Time skip}

Later, the crew and I are outside S.T.A.R. Labs to plan our heist.

Harley: "Ok, Queen, you're up."

Fables conjures up Cinderella's Mouse to assist us.

King Shark: "Oh, he is precious. But, are you sure Cinderella's mouse is up for the job?"

The mouse dons an Army uniform, smokes a cigarette down to a stub, and flicks it in King Shark's face.

Fables: "That answer your question?"

King Shark: "It does, but it actually brings up a lot of other questions."

Harley: "Alright, we got a personal force field to steal."

Cinderella's mouse takes the lead as we walk into the entryway until a soccer ball hits me in the head. A young man comes over to retrieve it, glances at us with a strange look, and walks off. Harley, Fables, and I follow him to see a family reunion nearby where we need to be.

Harley: "Damn it, that guy ratted us out. I'm calling off the mission."

Fables: "Relax. You do your thing, I'll keep them busy."

Fables walks out of the bushes and towards the reunion's occupants, conjuring up characters from her book. Harley and I smile before rushing off to catch up with the others.

TO BE CONTINUED

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