𝓦𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷

Chapter 3 - The Fruits Of Our Labor

A/N: HAHAH, I HAVE FOUND THE PERFECT FONTS FOR THE VOICE-CHANGERS FOR TOMMY AND ALEXA >:D
Edit: no i didn't lol

Tommy and Alexa had gotten back from the interviews a few hours ago and had decided to go out on patrol, despite the protests and pleas for them not to go out by Tubbo and Mark. Yeah, they probably should have listened to them, but they had the jitters after getting back, first serious job interviews were scary and they needed to get rid of some energy.

They were running across rooftops currently, not for any reason in particular, no of course not...

Ok, maybe they were.

"Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit-"

Theseus mumbled as he ran, faintly hearing NightCrawler doing the same.

Maybe they should have listened to Tubbo, maybe they should have just played a game or spared on the roof instead of going out tonight. Anything else would have been better than running- or trying to run from the Blade.

Not only was this man scary, he was fast as fuck too, like- fucking hell! Being that terrifying should be illegal!

"It would be a lot easier if you two just gave up!"

He yelled from behind them, making Night flinch at how loud it was in her ears. She took a breath, making sure to keep her breathing steady. Having anxiety while being a vigilante isn't necessarily desirable -one of the reasons Tommy, Mark and Toby didn't want her going out at night- but it's something she had to work around. And what better way to conquer your anxiety than to be a vigilante!

Yeah, that reasoning isn't looking too good for her right now. Tommy, on the other hand, is absolutely pissed. He just wanted to go out for a little bit, blow off some of the buzzing energy of meeting the top Hero for a job interview, maybe punch a few muggers in the face and then call it a night. But nooooooo, they just had to be intercepted two blocks away from the apartment.

Fuckin' lovely.

At least they weren't caught going into the apartment, that would have been a fucking disaster. Absolute gods damned mess.

"No thanks, we're good!"

Theseus yelled back as him and Night took a sharp left turn and dropping into the alley below, hoping to lose Blade by getting out of sight long enough for Night to make them a portal out of there. Unfortunately they hadn't noticed that Siren had been hiding above and behind Blade in the clouds, and had decided to cut them off just as they got out of sight.

"Oh fuck-"

Night came to a screeching halt, almost using her wings to slow herself down, but catching herself before she could. Theseus stopped next to her, brows frowning in frustration.

"Oh for fucks sake!"

Siren was stood in front of them, leaning against the wall and looking at them with a condescending look. They were about to turn and run away, but they only came face to face with Blade when they looked behind them.

"So, you're Theseus' infamous 'sidekick' huh?"

"Partner." Night corrected with a hint of sass clear in her tone, despite the voice changer. "Not sidekick."

Although annoyed at her tone, Siren found it amusing, chuckling a little bit as he shook his head.

"Quite a bit of sass for someone who's just been caught."