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    Molly sent a glare at Kadabra, feeling uncomfortable at how the magician was surveying her home. However, she listened with wide eyes at what Kadabra had to say. "So...you would have to steal it from Bowie and Fury." She probably sounded a bit slow, but Molly had to piece this together. Bowie didn't seem like the kind of person to willingly give Horrible something that could help him. Molly also knew it probably wasn't any of her business what Horrible and Kadabra were planning on stealing, but hey, they were in her house.

    This is my chance, Molly figured. A little bit of exposure to what being a villain would be like. And what better way to start her career than stealing from a villain who was already her partner's enemy anyway? Besides, it was for a good cause. "I could help," she offered. "I'm progressing with my skills using a dagger." The woman sent a look at Moist that seemed to say, Don't-say-disagree-or-I'll-hurl-another-knife-at-you.


    Molly was getting butterflies in her tummy now. She had heard about what kinds of awful things Fury and Bowie did to intruders. Fury had some exploding rice, Bowie had the power of hypnosis. All Molly had were a couple of knives. She tried to swallow down some of her uneasiness. Every villain must have been nervous during their first crime, right?...How bad could things possibly get anyway?

    Molly nodded, walking up to the front door, and looking at a panel with a number pad on the side of the house next to the door, for putting in a code she figured. Apparently it had been fixed since Moist and Horrible broke in. "I think you could short-circuit this..." She had heard that was how Horrible and his henchman broke in the house the first time; some other reporters investigated the case of Fury Leika's death. It probably wouldn't be the best idea to get in the house- when the two villains came back, they would probably notice the panel failing to work right away. Still, she wasn't an expert cat burglar.

    (Let me guess: It was '1980' >_< )
    Artemis took a tentative step into the house, looking around a bit uneasily. "Doesn't Fury have these weird 'bridesmaids'?" she murmured. Everything in this room seemed like a normal home, however. It was dead silent inside the house.



    Kadabra nodded as she slowly walked inside and looked around
    "Which is why we have to be extra per cautious."
    She told her as she began to take off in another direction.


    The woman flicked her wrists upward, and the silver knives shot out of her sleeves. Luckily, she caught each one, sighing soundlessly with relief. "Now...where would an ex-disco star keep his stash of herbs and spices?" she said under her breath to herself. Artemis walked away in another direction, ears pricked for any muffled sound from the front door or outside. The hands that held her weapons quivered slightly.

    The costumed ginger wasn't going to steal anything besides what they really needed to snatch for Moist. She approached the door the bridesmaids were behind, shifted the knives to hold them in one hand, and turned the knob cautiously with her free hand. Something seemed to pressed to the other side of the door, however. Without persisting to open it and see what was behind it, Artemis closed the door quickly and took a few steps away.

    Molly jumped at the sound of the voice, and dashed over to the part of the house where she heard Kadabra call out. Finally reaching the small room, her blue eyes surveyed the shelves of jars full of a variety of things. One appeared to contain elbow macaroni, while one other seemed to hold human finger bones. The majority of the clear bottles and jars seemed to have some sort of plant or herb in them, though. To Molly, all spices and herbs looked the same. "I hope you have a good picture of what we need," she mumbled, taking a step outside of the room so she could have a good look of the hall. "I'll keep watch out here."


    "Do I even know what I am looking for?"
    Kadabra frowned ashs e kicked off her heels so she could go on her tippy-toes to reach
    She didint hear the sound of the Brides Maids slowly drifting down the hall
    And heading overt to where the two were.


    "You should," Molly scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Didn't you and Horrible discuss this before you came for Moist?" She thought she heard something, like a creak of the floorboards, but shrugged it away. No one was in the house other than her and Kadabra, she tried to convince herself. Still, she didn't leave the doorway of the closet, her back turned from the magician.

    Molly flinched as she felt the cold touch of the bridesmaid. Her blue eyes were wide as she stared down at the ghastly pale hand that was covering her mouth. She had seen enough superhero movies to know that thrashing around and trying to scream in a situation like this was pointless. Instinctively, she trusted back a hand that held the knife, aiming for anything behind her side. It was clumsy, however, and Molly wasn't even sure if there was anything to hit where she was aiming.

    "Kadab-!" she yelped as soon as the woman let go of her. Her cry was cut short as the other two rammed into her, causing one blade to fall to the floor, which made an eerie clattering sound. Molly gripped the remaining dagger tightly with both hands, shoving it in front of her in defense and turning her head to the side.


    [align=center][font=andale mono]Molly knows zeis because she used to be reporter, da?
    I had no idea. I heard Terrible killed girlfriend, but did not know she was brought back.
    Why does nobody tell me zese zeings? .3.


    Yeah, after news about Fury Leika being brought back and rumors about Bowie being brought back years ago...It's not too shocking anymore. Cher, in this town, it is always a good thing to keep up with the news C;


    You don't know who I am, Melody? Well, I'm Molly. The newest villain in town. (That I know of, anyway)

    Oh, they were quite a sight- two women, one dressed in what appeared to be a Halloween costume clutching two silver blades in her hands while the other was in normal business attire, barefoot, and was carrying a jar with some sort of peculiar leaves in it.
    "Well, at least we have something to look forward to: By the end of the day, Bowie and Fury are going to be on our case like white on rice," Molly murmured with a small giggle.

    "I hope so," Molly mumbled.
    ---
    Soon, they approached Molly's home once again. The costumed woman walked in first, opening the door to find Horrible and Moist still there.


    It seemed Billy had made himself right at home. The man was sitting on the sofa, looking through the scrapbook with interest. He stood up as he saw Molly enter, peering behind her to see if Kadabra was back safely as well, and if they brought the herb.

    Molly on the other hand was looking triumphant, though she was a bit shaken up by the encounter with the bridesmaids.


    Billy dismissed the magician's attitude. They had brought what he needed without any serious injuries and no Fury or Bowie chasing them down. He took the jar carefully in his hands, looking into it. "Great, now all I have to do is go back to the lab, add a few things to this, make it into a paste, put it in a syringe, and shoot it into Moist's bloodstream." he said enthusiastically, looking over at Moist.

    Molly laughed a little, looking at Moist with amused eyes.


    Horrible frowned sympathetically, setting the notebook aside and standing up, gripping the jar gingerly with both hands. "I know, but aren't you willing to do this if it means you can be cured? ...There's no time to waste. I'm going to get this to the lab immediately." the man brushed past Kadabra and strode out onto the sidewalk outside.