𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓 ━━
✧˖*. | ❝Hey there, sweet-pea.❞ | ✧˖*.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome our main attraction, The Phoenix!" the ringmaster announced.
The curtains drew back to reveal a naked woman trying to cover up. Her usual sunrise ombré...
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"Teen's in trouble. I'm trying to listen," explained Queenie as she attempted to read Tina's mind. "Jacob, where Newt's case?"
"I think that Graves guy took it - "
"Okay, come on - "
"You're not gonna Obliviate me?" Jacob asked.
Queenie managed a smile. "Of course not! You're one of us now!" She ran along with Jacob to Graves's office, trying to obtain Newt's case. "Alohomora. Alberto... " Queenie let out a frustrated stomp. "Ugh. He would know a fancy spell to lock his office."
Jacob decided that he had enough and kicked open the door instead.
Queenie smiled at him. "Good thinking."
Queenie approached the case, reaching for the handle, just as an alarm rang through MACUSA. Queenie and Jacob made way for the basement, walking briskly. Newt, Cora, and Tina sprinted around the corner and nearly collided with them. The group stared at one another, panicked.
Queen gestured to the case. "Get in!"
Queenie moved quickly across the MACUSA lobby floor, trying to be conspicuous in her haste.
"Queenie!" Abernathy called out, emerging from a crowd of wizards.
Queenie, poised at the top of the stairs, turned around and composed herself. He walked toward her, straightening his tie, trying to appear calm and authoritative.
Abernathy, a large smile on his face, asked, "Where you going?"
Queenie masked her flustered expression into an alluring one and held the case behind her back. "I'm sick, Mr. Abernathy," she answered. She cleared her throat, widening her eyes.
"Again?" he asked. "Well - what've you got there?"
"Ladies' things," she answered, smiling brightly. She brought out the case and innocently trotted up the steps toward Abernathy. "You wanna take a look? I don't mind."
Abernathy was embarrassed, swallowing hard. "Oh! Good gravy, no! I - you get well now!"
Queenie smiled sweetly, arranging his tie. "Thanks!"
Then, she turned around and hurried down the stairs, leaving Abernathy staring after her with a racing heart.
