𝐌𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄'𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 ── ROBIN BUCKLEY [𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫

STAGE TWO POINT FIVE?: TRANSLATE SOME FUCKING RUSSIAN

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞? Mollie was confused why she even added it. It was added in her head, and she was waiting for a moment to write it down secretly. Because by translating some Russian she could become and American hero, and if she were an American hero – people would know her. She'd get more friends. Not for the right reasons (of course), but she'd be well liked, and maybe then if she did it with Robin. She'd have someone she was fond of to join her.

The Buckley was in on the idea to translate Russian, so she could just get away from the dull jobs she had been stuck in for about an hour.

Pushing the back doors of the break room, Robin dragged Mollie into the room, neither of them knowing they had interlocked their hands. Walking in on an argument, Robin completely ignored that fact and announced, "All right, babysitting time is over. You need to get in there."

Shifting her weight from side to side, Mollie took her hand out of Robin's biting her nails in what she thought was embarrassment. Not stopping until Steve waved at with a bright smile, making her wave back with a smaller one. Steve was relieved and happy that Robin was true to her word, and Mollie had seemed to be safe and definitely not physically hurt by Billy.

Robin glanced over to the whiteboard and had to do a double take because all her demanding work of growing a Steve sucks chart had been gone. Growing annoyed she raised her scooper up towards it and complained, "Hey, my board. That was important data, shit birds."

"I guarantee you, what we're doing is way more important than your data." Dustin fired back in frustration. He was determined to become what he had shouted many times American heroes.

"Yeah?" Robin said with little hesitation, causing Dustin to nod his head. Smirking, Robin continued, "And how do you know these Russians are up to no good anyways?"

"How does she know about the Russians?" Dustin whispered to Steve, who responded with his mouth full, "I don't know."

"You told her about..." Dustin accused, forcing Steve to mutter, "It wasn't me."

"Does Mollie know about the Russians?" Steve took it upon himself to ask the question now. Forcing Dustin to aggressively whisper, "Well, she does now."

Looking to each other, the two girls rolled their eyes in sync. The fact that the pair thought they could discuss in private in front of them was almost unbelievable. Breaking the two up, Robin spoke loudly, "Hello, we can hear you."

Seeing an opportunity to speak up, Mollie took her one chance and stepped next to Robin, saying, "You know we can actually hear everything. You are both extremely loud." Letting out a chuckle, the Wheeler continued, "I wasn't even standing by the door and I could hear you."

"Yeah, 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 than we do." Robin explained, causing the two boys to look at each other, both with their mouths agape. "Sound about right?"

Reaching for the tape, Mollie was beaten by Steve hastily picking it up and saying, "Whoa! What do you think you're doing, Mollie?"