killer queen ᵘᵐᵇʳᵉˡˡᵃ ᵃᶜᵃᵈᵉᵐʸ

𝟎𝟎𝟒 | 'best friends'

After waking Olivia up and attempting to get her excited for their long day of world saving, the two were making their way to an eye lab. Just the place teenagers loved to hang out.

Olivia followed the boy up the stairs, an iced honey latte in her hands. "I swear you better take me shopping." She muttered, adjusting the skirt once again. Upon aging down, Olivia had lost a few of her curves, making the skirt hang a little too loose. She had pinned it with a safety pin, but she wasn't a massive fan of it being baggy.

"If you'll shut up."

Olivia rolled her eyes, continuing to follow Five around the building. Five gripped the eyeball in his hand, looking to check it was there every other minute or so.

Soon enough a man spotted the very out of place teenagers. His brows

A man spotted the humans and the bird, his strides came to a stop as he hid brows furrowed and his body turned to face them. The man behind the desk, leaned slightly forward. "Uh, can I help you?" He asked them.

The children turned towards him. Olivia grabbed Fives arm and dragged him to the front desk. She let go, leaned against it, twirling her hair between her fingers. "Hi." She said softly, a pretty smile decorating her face.

She took the eye from Five's hands, she held it between the fingers. Olivia held back her gag. Five watched with mild amusement. "Would you be able to help us, please." She asked kindly, her voice much softer than usual. "We want to return this eye, I dread to think of how hard it must be right now." Olivia said, her bottom lip gently falling between her teeth, her brows softly pinched together and her she's wide.

The man watched with his eyes wide. "I-uh. Where did you, Uhm, get that?" The man shifted in his seat, meeting eyes with Five. Five stared blankly at the man.

Olivia pushed the boy back slightly with the back of her hand, keeping the eye secure in her fist. "Well, why do you need to know?" She asked lowly, head slightly tilted, eyelashes fluttering. "Can I trust you?" She whispered.

The man nodded.

Olivia had always been more of a people person then Five. Typically he'd be in the man's face, begging with hi defensiveness and brute force. But once again, Olivia could lull people into a false sense of security.

"We were, well playing I suppose you could say, and well, we found it you see. Playing near the lake."

Five started at the back of her head, his face feeling ever so slightly warm. Him and Olivia had never and would never "play".

"It would be a shame to think how much they must be struggling, I would love to relieve him and give it back."

The man smiled back at her. What a lovely girl. The man hummed. "What a thoughtful girl you are." He leaned forward more, Olivia looked at him, her eyes wide, her lips painted to be slightly shiny.

"Will you help me, please?" She asked in her sweet voice, her eyebrows still slightly pulled together, her eyes pleading him. "I need your help, sir."

The man almost did want to help her. He wanted to give her the records, tell her everything she'd need. He wanted to make Olivia's life easier. But, the laws would not let him. He looked at the young girl. "I'm sorry, but patient records are strictly confidential." The man began, underestimating the fifteen-year-old brains. "That means I can't tell you—"

Olivia cut him off, her finger ghosting her lip as it moved from her hair. "I can keep it confidential."

He really did want to help. "I'm sorry, I'd loose my job and my house and my family."