✨The Canon Family ✨

Vigilante Au

Lowkey might make a fic out of this, anyway, enjoy with a hint of crackfic:

"Here we are, live at the scene, where citizens claim to have spotted the vigilante popularly known as "Bee-Chi". Officials say she was spotted stopping a robbery by repeatedly beating the robbers until police officers were present. I'm Tabitha Conners, CLV News."

Rockabiee scoffed as she slurped her cup of instant noodles. "So much for a new life." She said turning her head to her roommate. Sketches smiled and rolled her eyes. "I wonder who she is?" She muttered. "I don't." The braided haired girl replied. Sketches rose a brow. Rockabiee simply shrugged.

"It's not that I don't like her, just her tactics, is all." Sketches hummed in response. "Fair enough." 

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"For the love of God, Sketches, you do not need to kill off every character in your story." Rockabiee said, moving the shopping cart. "Oh but I do." Sketches smirked  as she placed a loaf of bread inside. As the two jokingly bickered, Sketches noticed the store's TV had started a breaking news. "Hey, look." She said, gesturing to the screen. 

"Breaking News: We have just received word that the Rouplite jewel has been reported stolen. Though police have not found any leads for a suspect, the museum where the jewel was displayed has been put on automatic lockdown. I'm Tabitha Conners, CLV News." 

Glaring at the tv above her, Rockabiee groaned and turned to Sketches. "Do we have to?" She asked in a whiny tone. Sketches simply shrugged. "It is getting boring laying on the couch all day, come on." She said, dragging her dramatic friend towards the checkout. 

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As two boots stepped in front of the Museum of Rare Jewels, Rockabiee glanced at the red and blue lights meters away from her. Leaning against the car of red and blue, three police officers laughed and shoved donuts in their mouths while chugging down bottles of beer. 'So much for security'  Rockabiee thought, rolling her eyes as she pressed a finger to her ear. "Middle Child to Mother Anon, do you copy?" She spoke into the wireless earpiece. A moment passed by. "I thought we talked about the code names, 'Biee," Sketches finally said on the other end.

Playfully rolling her eyes, the dark skinned girl walked closer to the building, grabbing onto a rusty ladder and making her way up. The action had been easier since she was a lot more flexible due to her attire. Dressed in a sleeveless, heather purple crop top and black punk shorts stuffed with pocket knives in each pocket, Rockabiee was able to reach the rooftop in a breeze.

Fortunately, the museum's roof was glass, making it easier to form a big enough circle with a small lipstick laser Sketches had made for her for self defense. Pulling out the glass, she placed her finger to her ear again. "Okay, you got a map of the museum?" She asked. "Yeah, you're actually pretty close to the section that displays the Rouplite." Nodding, she fell feet first into the room, landing on her feet. "Huh, how cliche." She heard Sketches mumble into the earpiece. "What's up?" Her friend asked. "Turn around." Following her instruction, her eyebrows rose at the laser beams jumbled together. "Do you want me to disable it or-" Sketches started. "No, no, no, no, no, I'm prepared for this shit." Rockabiee said, bringing her hair into a ponytail.

"Rockabiee please don't do this..." Sketches tiredly pleaded, not wanting to head to the hospital this late. The braided haired girl ignored her friend's plea and knelt down just below the last laser. "Hm...eight inches..." She muttered. Finally, she sucked in as much as she could, lied on her back and pushed herself through the first few lasers. When she was halfway through and able to stand, she stuck her leg in between two lasers. Pausing for a moment, she took a deep breath and leapt into a kneeling position, a small laser barely grazing her arm. Staring at the last few beams, she chose to duck and roll.