ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴇʀɪᴅᴜ ꜰɪʟᴇꜱ...

ɴɪᴄᴏʟᴇ ᴅᴇᴍᴀʀᴀ...

A little shitpost I was gonna put on Neobook (I'm gonna start posting one-shots and side projects there), but decided to test the waters with this. This will not be taken seriously. This is ZZZ one-shots, to be blunt. Like I said, not to be taken seriously. All characters will be 18+ (obviously). With that... enjoy...

Disclaimer( For Wattpad): Nicole is 24 years old...

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New Eridu Mall...

The Cunning Hares roamed the sleek, glimmering corridors of the city mall, their casual steps drawing curious glances. Nicole Demara, their leader, strutted confidently in front, her vibrant pink hair catching the artificial lights above. She eyed every storefront with sharp precision, an insatiable glint in her fair green eyes. Anby followed quietly beside her, her short silver hair cascading down her neck like a soft veil. Billy Kid, in contrast, brought up the rear with exaggerated robotic steps, his shiny red jacket almost as loud as his personality.

"You sure you need another dress, boss? I think you got like—what—thirty already?" Billy teased, his voice a bit too human for a machine.

Nicole shot him a glance over her shoulder, flipping her hair with a smirk. "I don't just want any dress, Billy. I want the dress."

Anby kept her usual quiet demeanor but raised an eyebrow at Nicole's determination. She knew her sister had a soft spot for expensive, luxurious things, but her gut told her this might lead to trouble.

They finally stopped in front of the fashion store, a high-end boutique gleaming with mannequins in extravagant, couture pieces. Nicole eyed a black, form-fitting dress, adorned with silver details, glittering in the display window like it had been made for her. She placed her hands on her hips, eyes narrowing slightly in admiration. "That's the one," she muttered.

Without hesitation, she led the trio inside.

As they approached the dress, Nicole glanced at the price tag. Her confident smirk faltered for just a moment. "Five thousand ether?" she whispered under her breath, eyes widening slightly. Then, almost immediately, her lips curled back into a devious smile.

"Well," she started, turning to Anby and Billy, "I guess we're going to borrow this one."

Billy's eyes flickered in his robotic way as he processed her words. "Wait—hold on, you're not serious, right? We're not really gonna—"

"No, Nicole," Anby interrupted, her voice low but firm, stepping forward. "We've got enough heat on us already. Stealing from here? That's not smart."

Nicole crossed her arms and tapped her foot in thought, clearly not appreciating the pushback. "Oh, come on. It's not like we haven't done worse."

"Yeah, but this ain't necessary!" Billy added, waving his metal hands in exaggerated disapproval. "You already look good in anything. Plus, what's the point of gettin' caught for a dress?"

Anby shot Billy a brief look, silently thanking him for backing her up. "Nicole, let's just—"

But Nicole had already made her decision. She spun back toward the dress, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Too late," she said, walking over to grab the hanger. "I want it. And what Nicole wants, Nicole gets."

Just as her fingers brushed the fabric, alarms suddenly blared, lights flashing red. Billy's head swiveled around, eyes wide. "Aw man, here we go!"

"Nicole!" Anby hissed, instinctively gripping the handle of her Ether Blade. Her silver eyes flicked to the exits as store security guards rushed in.