𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨

𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧

"HERE WE GO, YOU GUYS, WISH ME LUCK!" SHE TOLD HER LIVESTREAM, WALKING ON SET AS HOMELANDER AND MAEVE FILMED THEIR MILITARY ADVERT. "Oh, FYI, not a real base." Ashley turned around, seeing the woman's livestream pointed at them. "Hey-" "As if Homelander and Maeve are gonna eat MREs and piss in a ditch with the rest of the grunts." She smiled, the bell ringing as filming finished. Maeve leaned over first, looking to the phone as Homelander did the same. The comments went crazy, Ashley smiling politely.

"Excuse me-" "Also, you might recognise 'Army boy' as Hotel Clerk number two from 'The Devil's Breath'-" "Okay." Ashely gave up, huffing as Homelander and Maeve walked over. "Criminal Minds: Beyond Borders." The woman told her phone, Homelander smiling brightly at the screen. "Well, hello!" He spoke, the woman nodding. "Oh, my God, hi! My nana's your biggest fan." She spoke, smiling as the views increased on the live.

"I'm Stormfront." Homelander nodded, smiling lightly. "Great-" "Oh, from Seattle, right?" Maeve asked, Stormfront smiling briefly. "Uh, Portland, actually, Your Highness." The camera went to her, Maeve tilting her head with a smile. Ashley watched terrified. Why was she here- "Holy shit, your eyes are really fucking blue up close." Stormfront walked closer to Homelander, the man chuckling. "You are... fun. It's been a hoot, but we got work to do, so let's get back to it." Homelander nodded, walking away-

"Totally, uh, they just wanted me to meet you." He stopped, turning back to Stormfront. "Who?" He asked, watching her nod. "The boys on 82. I'm the new girl." She smiled, Ashley looking to Homelander. "What are you talking about?" Maeve asked, Stormfront humming. "Oh! Hi. I'm in the Seven." Stormfront announced, Homelander tilting his head as she turned the phone to her. Ashley reached to him, silently assuring that she had no idea.

"Replacing Translucent. God Bless his soul." Stormfront told the livestream, pointing the camera back to Maeve. "Ink's barely dry, but, uh, yeah, reporting for duty, so..." Homelander walked forward, a smile covering his confusion. "fuck yeah!" Stormfront smiled, Homelander laughing lightly. "Um, no, I don't think this is true. I don't know about this." Ashley hid her nervousness not very well, Homelander humming. "Well, wow! Uh, Stormfront? Who delivered the good news?" He asked, Stormfront humming.

"Oh, uh, Mr. Edgar, the big guy?" She nodded, Homelander doing the same. The bell rung again, calling the Supes back as Ashley looked between the two. "Wonderful. Okay. Great!" He clapped, walking away quickly. "Well, I think this is going great." Maeve left Stormfront with a sigh, Ashley gulping as Homelander was approached by a man. "Homelander, sir." He asked, Stormfront looking back. "Oh, drama." She smiled, the comments going quicker.

"Is my hair bad-" "Samuel Miller is loose." He spoke simply, Homelander glancing back to Stormfront before at the man again. "Uh," He cleared his throat. "what?" He asked with a smile, the man gulping. "He must have gotten out last night, sir. We got a call from his mother an hour ago." He spoke, Homelander nodding. "Yeah...?" He inquired, Stormfront putting the phone back to her. "Isn't this fun-" She looked at the comments. "What?" She asked, seeing multiple people announce the death of Illusion. She got a notification from Twitter, the text explaining Illusion dying in his home.

"He, uh, killed his father. We already sent the cops to clean up and investigate. They're searching for him as we speak." The man explained, Homelander sighing with a nod. "He also, uh, killed someone during his escape. We found the decapitated body in the elevator early this morning." Homelander only tilted his head, heavily confused. "And you didn't say anything sooner?" He watched the man stutter out quickly. "Um, sorry sir, but, we had to clean up and get a team out."