Chapter 67 - Picture

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After two and a half hours of gardening, Y/n's stomach rumbles which made Lizzie laugh and convinced her to take a break and eat lunch. Their clothes have dried but they still need to change because of the dirt.

"Here, use mine in the meantime." Lizzie said.

Y/n takes it. "Hey, this was that shirt." Lizzie stops on the first step on the stairs and looks back at her. "That picture of you wearing this became a meme. Fans said you're betraying marvel, and that Wanda is a Batman fan." Y/n explained.

Lizzie huffs. "Not surprising at all. There are fans who spent their entire childhood consuming Marvel or DC comics only."

"Don't count me. As much as I love Quicksilver, Barry Allen's story is quite fascinating." Y/n walks to the bathroom door and opens it. "Sometimes I wonder how they can make a speedster so interesting that people start to root and love them. It turns out it's not just in the powers, they have an endearing personality too."

Lizzie nods. "That's the best word to describe Pietro. Endearing."

"Right?"

"Didn't know you are great at taking notes of people. I would love to hear your opinions regarding Wanda since I, Elizabeth Chase Olsen, is an advocate." Y/n chuckles. "Sure. You can count on me," She replied and wink with her finger gun.

After changing, they clean Gecko and left to buy lunch.

"What do you want? I'm craving for some salad."

"Gonna buy pizza and mashed potatoes." Y/n said while patting her thigh in excitement. "Darn it, now I want too. I'm thinking chips is a good match."

"It is! My nana, Avery and I used to do that. But mashed potatoes? I'm not sure about that." Y/n said with a hint of disgust. "I will not combine it with the salad. It has that good amount of salt in it." Lizzie explains.

"I just realized... my lunch is salty. I would like to add ice cream for dessert."

"And I know the perfect ice cream parlor for you."

"Yeah, that's popular here, right? In my country, those are available at the malls. You rarely find an actual ice cream parlor and if you do.. it's expensive." Y/n said and notice Lizzie glancing several times in the side mirror. "Is there something wrong?"

"Does your power act up right now? This car has been following us for a while now."

Y/n looks behind. "No signs of orbs." She replied. "Oh, it's those guys again."

"I almost forgot you're a celebrity. What do we do? Whoever is in there might follow me and ask questions." Y/n asks. "Rule of thumb. Don't give them attention. Focus on where you are heading or what you are doing."

The car slows. "I'll be back in a few minutes. Just avoid them for as long as you can." The car turns into a curb. "They have tons of tricks up in their sleeve to make you talk. Don't bite into it." Y/n nods. "Copy that. Look out for the bad guys, too. They might be watching in hindsight."

Y/n hops out and head inside the pizza chain. Lizzie, who was looking out for y/n as she was leaving, looks in the side mirror again and saw someone go out of theirs and go inside as if to catch up on someone.

She sighs. "I gotta make this quick."

Back in the house, a blue Ford EcoSport stops in front. Mrs. L/n is on her way to take out the trash and notice the vehicle. "Good afternoon." Nile greets as he walks towards her. "Officer James, good to see you. What did you find this time?"

"I've got the full-story and just want to make sure everything's good in here. The sudden silence of the clandestine bothers me—Like I'm missing a puzzle piece."

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