Chapter 19

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"Do you even know where your even going?" Gosalyn asked Webby and she did her best to keep up with her.

They had been running through the streets for awhile now and though the rain had let up, finally, the sidewalks and streets were still damp from the water the rain had left them.

Gosalyn almost tripped a couple times and almost lost Webby in the crowd each time. Dewey would probably kill her if she backed out on her promise to him to watch out for her and make sure she doesn't get into trouble.

Webby stopped running making Gosalyn bump into her and into a puddle of rain water, soaking her. Webby imminently whirled around and apologized as she helped her up.

"Don't worry." Gosalyn said, and pulled out something from her jacket pocket. She held it up to Webby's face making Webby's eyes widen in disbelief at it. "Swiped Dad's credit card on the way out." She told her a bit too proudly.

Webby rolled her eyes.

"You sure you and Louie aren't related?" She asked her.

Gosalyn shrugged.

"I'm sure, but be sure to tell him that if he ever wants to pull a heist I'll be glad to help." Gosalyn replied, sarcastically. 

Webby frowned.

"Doesn't that go against the superhero code of conduct?" She asked.

"Haven't really been crime fighting with Dad lately. We've sort of had a fight before you and Dewey showed up." Gosalyn admitted. "So, the hero's code of conduct really doesn't apply to me at the moment." She added.

"Wanna talk about it?" Webby asked, gently as she put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"Not really." Gosalyn replied, shrugging off Webby's hand. "Look, lets get a new change of clothes and figure out what to do from there before we run into any unwanted scenarios." She told her.

Webby looked behind her then back at Gosalyn.

Gosalyn could tell by the look on Webby's face that she was getting anxious at wanting to find Dewey.

But considering the circumstances he's put Webby in, she can't just run around blind. She'll attract way to much unwanted attention, and by the way Gosalyn's hyper sensitive hero senses were tingling she knew that they already had, and as she glanced around nervously she spotted a very suspicious wolf sitting at a table outside a cafe.

He was sipping his coffee and reading newspaper.

Gosalyn's eyes narrowed at him.

Who read newspapers anymore?

That was the first thing that tipped Gosalyn off about the guy. The second thing was that he was trying way too hard not to notice them when clearly they were trying hard not to be noticed but was sorely lacking that capacity.

"Okay, fine." Webby muttered as she let Gosalyn grab her arm and pull her into the nearest clothing store. 

Webby cursed herself as Gosalyn grabbed a couple of clothes from a clothing rack nearby. 

Webby didn't pick out a thing. Webby didn't really care about shopping at the moment,all she cared about was finding Dewey.

That no good -. Backstabbing -. Lovable -.

Webby shooked herself violently.

No.

She can't go Dewey lovey on herself now.

She had to focus on her mission at hand and find him. 

But she had gotten poor Gosalyn all wet by accident, and she was helping her out (even though Webby didn't really need her help), but she went along and let Gosalyn pick out some new clothes. as they both headed to the changing room, Gosalyn had about a dozen or so outfits that mostly made up of jeans, hoodies, and plain t-shirts except for one black slimming one piece suit that Webby sometimes would wear on her missions for S.H.U.S.. Before she entered the changing room Gosalyn turned to Webby and with a look of seriousness on her face said.  

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