female robbery | marvel

Children

"We're the generation who's gonna be the one to fight for it."

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Wanda and Clint sat up front in the car, while Harley laid sprawled out in the backseat. The sleep deprivation was beginning to catch up with her. Her eyelids felt heavy and kept closing themselves before she forced them open again.

The trio of vigilantes were driving to the home occupied by Scott Lang. Harley was very curious to meet the Ant-Man. She had meant to do some research on him on the drive, but the light of her phone screen only irritated her eyes further.

Harley slowly nodded off, and just when she felt the feeling of rest over her body, the car came to a sudden halt and jerked her body against the front seats.

"Godsdamn it, Barton!" She growled groggily.

"Sorry." He replied, not sounding the least bit sincere. "We're here."

With a huff of annoyance, Harley flipped her hood over her head and put on a pair of black reflective sunglasses. Harley pushed aside her drowsiness and stepped out onto the sidewalk, the bright sun and slight wind feeling refreshing against her face.

"Alright." She yawned loudly. "Strong possibility I'll pass out at the door, but I'll bring him out asap."

Clint snorted at the small girl and put the car in park.

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The outside of the house was a lot cleaner than what Harley was used to and she hated it. The perfect upper middle class appearance made her uncomfortable and she found herself checking to see if her boots left tracks on the sidewalk.

Harley had to only knock once before the door was ripped open and was greeted by a tall body nearly tripping onto her. Harley caught the body before it could hit the floor and pushed it upright when the body became stable.

"I'm so sorry!" The man sputtered out, dropping a duffel bag. "I was waiting for-" He stopped suddenly.

Harley lifts the glasses off her eyes and onto hear head, her brows furrowing at the man in front of her.

"Scott Lang?" She asked, amused and the slightest bit confused. "It's nice to meet me, I'm Harley."

"Oh my God. Oh my God!" He whispers frantically. "You're Harley Quinn! Harley Quinn is at my house. And she knows my name. Oh my God! I didn't prepare for this."

"Nice to meet you too, Lang." Harley snorts.

"Ant! Ant-Man! That's me, I'm Ant-Man! Sorry, it's just, I'm a huge fan."

"Of what?" Harley asks, confused.

"Of you! You're awesome! I can't believe you're actually here!"

"Oh." Harley was greatly surprised at his answer. "Uh, thanks."

"No, thank you! Thank you for this opportunity, ma'am! I am ready to fight and do whatever I have to do." Scott's words slur together due to how fast he's talking. He goes to walk past her, a look of confusion on his face when Harley puts a hand on his chest and pushes him back into the house.