Girl In Red

2-INTERCEPTION

Warnings:swearing, mention of blood
Words:1,295
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Robin was leaning against the wall whilst you served customers when a kid, around your age, came up to the counter, you had seen him before in school in the corridors and shit, but never actually talked to him.
"Hi" He greeted, with a huge smile
"Hi" you replied
"I'm Dustin"
"I'mmmmm Y/N"
"Pleasure to meet you, is he here?"
"Is who here?" You felt you knew who he was talking about, Steve, but to be honest you just wanted to piss him off.

Steve came rushing out from the back. "Henderson! Henderson! He's back! He's back!"
"I'm back, you got the job!"
"I got the job!"
You were very confused with what was happening, you were even more confused(and weirded out) once they started doing a star-wars handshake that ended in Dustin "impaling" Steve with a lightsaber and Steve vomiting blood. "How many children are you friends with?" Robin asked, Steve rubbed his forehead and motioned to Robin, probably to imply that this is what he had to deal with, well you know what Steve , try living with her you thought.

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You and Robin continued serving customers and Steve and Dustin were talking, little did they know, you both could hear them. "It's not really a good idea for me though, gotta keep in shape for the ladies." You and Robin had found the perfect moment to intervene. "Yeah and how's that working out for you?" Robin smiled.
"Steve 'the hair' Harrington" you teased.

You both had kept working when you heard Dustin yell "I INTERCEPTED A SECRET RUSSIAN COMMUNICATION!" Causing you to both look in their direction, however, you both knew that Steve was pretty weird so you just carried on with your job.

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oh my gooood just pick something! You thought. This young girl would not stop wanting a sample of EVERYTHING. You could tell Robin was getting tired and you were just as annoyed even though you were just sat on the side. "Can I try the peppermint stick?"
"Haven't you already tried the peppermint stick?"
"Yes, and I'd like to try it again."
"Steve!" Robin yelled, but he didn't answer so you yelled too. "Steve!" You shook your head and you and Robin went through to the back. "Alright babysitting time is over, you need to get in there" You demanded. "Hey our board! That was important data shit birds!" Robin exclaimed when she noticed that they had replaced our you rule you suck 'data' with Russian.

The boy spoke up "i guarantee you, what we're doing is way more important that your data"
"Yeah? And how do you know these Russians are up to no good anyway?" Dustin and Steve looked at each other, shocked. "How does she know about the Russians?"
"I don't know"
"Did you tell her?"
"It wasn't me" I rolled my eyes, they are so stupid
"Hello, we can hear you. Actually we can hear everything" Robin told them.
"You are both extremely loud. You think you have evil Russians plotting against our country, on tape,
and you're trying to translate, but haven't figured out a single word because you didn't realize Russians use an entirely different alphabet than we do. Sound about right?" You explained. Robin reached for the tape before Steve took it and pulled it away from her.
"Woah! What do you think your doing?"
"We wanna hear it"
"Why?"
"Cuz maybe we can help"
"We're fluent in four languages, you know" You crossed your arms.
"Russian?" The curly haired boy asked, hopeful.
"Ou-yay are-yay umb-day"
You giggled at Robin's speech, but it was true, steve and Dustin thought it was Russian. "That was Pig Latin dingus" you cleared up.
"But we can speak Spanish, French and Italian and we've played instruments for 12 years"
"Trust us, our ears are little geniuses, come on is your turn to sling ice cream, our turn to translate"
"We don't even want credit, we're just bored" Robin continued, her arm across the table, waiting for Steve to hand over the tape. Until finally he gave in and handed it over.

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"Wait, that last part, just one more time." Robin instructed Dustin "Okay, that word. Um... It's pronounced... dly-nna-ya."
"Dly-nna-ya..." Dustin repeated
"Which is spelled... D"
"D, D, D..."
"The... The chair. The chair-looking thingy." You exclaimed, Robin writing it down. She then opened the window to tell Steve." We've got our first sentence."
"Oh, seriously?"
"Yeah. The week is long." She said in the Russian accent.
"Well, that's thrilling."
"I know. But, progress." Steve was serving two girls your age, one was Max, you sat by the window so you could see her better. God she's so pretty...wait no, shut up. Y/N SHUT UP!

"Okay, here you go, you got a strawberry
and then a vanilla with sprinkles, extra whipped cream."
"Thanks."
"Wait a second."
"Are you even allowed to be here?" Max giggled at this comment and you smiled, her smile is so pretty.

~

"The week is long, the silver cat feeds, when blue meets yellow in the west." We all read in unison.
"I mean, it just...it just can't be right." Steve grunted locking up scoops ahoy
"It's right." Robin argued
"Honestly, I think it's great news." Dustin stated
"How is this great news? I mean, so much for being American heroes." Steve referred to their conversation from earlier. "It's total nonsense."
"It's not nonsense. It's too specific. It's obviously a code."
"What do you mean, a code?" Omg Steve is so stupid
"Like a super secret spy code." Dustin explained to him.
"That's a total stretch."
"I don't know, is it?" You butted into the conversation.
"You're buying into this?" Steve asked
"Listen, just for kicks, let's entertain the possibility
that it is a secret Russian transmission. What'd you think they were gonna say, "Fire the warhead at noon"?" Robin then joined in
"Exactly." Dustin agreed
"And my translation is correct.I know that for sure, so..."
"The silver cat feeds. Why would anyone talk like that unless they're trying to mask the true meaning of their message?" You dumbed it down for Steve
"Exactly."
"Why would anyone mask
the true meaning of their message unless the message was somehow sensitive?" Robin faced Steve
"Exactly."
"So I guess that confirms your suspicion." You said to Dustin
"Evil Russians."
"I can't believe I'm about to agree with this strange child, but,yeah, totally evil Russians." Robin laughed
"So how do we crack it?" Dustin questioned
"Well, I guess we translate the rest and hopefully a pattern emerges." Robin responded
"A pattern. Right, like maybe "silver cat" is a meeting place?"
"Or a person." Robin added
"Or a weapon." You remarked

"It's probably gonna take a super genius to crack it, but..." Robin started
"Where's Steve?" You interrupted
"Hey, Steve. What are you doing?" Robin inquired
"Uh, it's a quarter. I need...Do you have a quarter?" Steve ignored her
"Sure you're tall enough for that ride?" You teased
"Quarter!" Steve called as robin tossed him a quarter
"You need help getting up, little Stevie?" You teased once again "Shh!Would you three just shut up and listen?"
"Holy shit." Dustin realised something "The music.
The music!" Dustin reached into his backpack and grabbed the tape from earlier and played it
"I don't understand." Robin muttered
"It's the exact same song on the recording." You finally caught on to what Steve and Dustin were on about. "Maybe they have horses like this in Russia." Robin suggested, not wanting to believe what she was hearing
"Indiana Flyer?I don't... I don't think so. This code, it... didn't come from Russia. It came from here." Steve commented.