"Screw it."
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If sixteen year old Daya knew her world would be turned upside down once her life got twisted in with the Avengers, she would have ran for the hills. With her long forgotten memories surfacing more and mor...
Right, so here I am with Jake getting ready for "his task" that I was not allowed to go on by my boss Kane. Too bad I never listen to that geezer and his sexist remarks.
After our little chase with that drunk guy, we made it back to our apartment. I'm glad we had our little "warm up" with him earlier, but that's nothing compared to what I was trained to do. All I got from his wallet was a few crumpled 1's and a coupon to a bowling alley.
If you were wondering what happened to him, let's just say he had one too many drinks and ended up taking a nap on the curb as soon as we took off.
Jake and I started gathering our equipment, most of it stolen, but a few were his own inventions since he is a bit of a tech-head. We were almost ready to leave, so we were doing a com check.
"One, Two, One, Two" he said into the com. He was in the kitchen sifting through the fridge, and I was in the dining room adding weapons to my knapsack.
"Hear ya loud and clear Cap'n" I quipped.
"You know, when we're done, do you want to go buy some ice-cream?" he muttered while closing the fridge, "I'm just craving Rocky-Road right now"
"Sure, with 5,000 dollars I'm pretty sure we can buy some ice-cream" I said sarcastically, while packing my knapsack full of combat knives and ammo. "And we could possibly do something a little bit better with our "Freedom Friday" than just getting ice-cream" I reminded him, then put one of my pistols in my back pocket.
"Oh yeah, what did you have in mind?"
"Uhhhhh.... Maybe, no, HOW ABOUT, Ugh I got nothing" I failed to say.
"Well, we could go to a, um, restaurant?" he offered.
"Sure! How about... LONGHORN STEAKHOUSE!" I exclaimed with joy.
"I guess, but it's pretty far away..." he looked at me and saw my death glare as well as the pistol I was polishing, then quickly averted his eyes to the ground, "Okay, Longhorn Steakhouse it is" he said in defeat.
"Yeah BOY!" I squealed.
When we were done packing, we left the apartment in full-on covert mode, and our outfits matched the occasion. Jake told me that the thing we needed to retrieve was in an old warehouse by the bay, which wasn't too far so we decided to cut through the forest. Psshh, I mean of course it would be in a warehouse, its not like theres other places to hide a thing worth killing for. Seriously though, crime bosses need to do better.
Once we got to the edge of the forest, Jake got "scared" so I had to convince him that there were NO BEARS GOING TO EAT HIM. I swear he's a baby!
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Daya and Jakes outfits
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