#uweh

It’s another lazy Friday evening on their shared dorm. Their mother’s packed lunches for the week are almost finished, but the snacks are plenty.

It seemed to be another chill day until the door slams open.

“Revenge”

“…”

“Okay”

They stand up and leave yet another multi hour uno game unfinished.

“Wha- You had 3 plus four cards?? And never used it??”

“I was trying to give you a false sense of security. As to seal my win”

“You’re a sick sick bastard”

“What happened”

“My camera got confiscated”

“Sounds like the consequences of your actions to me”

“Maybe. But it had my revenge video in there”

“Uh. What do you mean by that”

“It has proof that the guy from class 4-C was the one who set off the fireworks at the yard the other day!”

“The fireworks that both absolutely ruined my shot and scared the cat I was trying to pet.”

“No…!”

“But it got confiscated. So now justice can’t be served”

“Can’t you just like, tell the teacher that it has that.”

“She won’t believe me! She thinks I’m lying just to get a guy that I don’t like in trouble!”

“And I do want him in trouble. And I do not like him. But I’m not lying!”

Owen feels a rush from inside

“Her eyes must be opened to the truth! We cannot let that scoundrel get away with his evildoings against cinematography and catography any longer!”

“Uh, can’t you wait until Monday?”

“I also caught a dog with a jacket on camera”

“We need it back as soon as possible.”

“So where is it?”

“Old lady put it under lock in her office. She left already, though. Well, it’s not like she has ever considered justice as a valid reason for doing anything”

He remembers Nadia not liking her classmates too much, she said they were all stuck up assholes. It’s hard to impart justice in a place where everyone is some rich guy’s heir.

At least they never tried to pick on Simon.

As for himself... Well...

Someone had to show them that their actions have consequences! Who are they gonna tell him off to? His dad? Hah! Those jokes don’t even affect him anymore!

“Let’s stage a heist!”

“Have you been watching dominion sighting videos again”

“Like Dominion! But as a group! Quick, what’s a group of angels called?”

“A choir”

“A flock”

“A Revelations!!”

“I don’t think stealing from Miss Williams for doing her job is the same as Dominion stuff”

“Well, we have to start somewhere!”

“Please, we might have good reasons but it’s nowhere near the level of Dominion”

“Her work is not mere petty thievery, but an attack to the status quo of societies, even in her most daring breaches of top security, her methods have an unwavering elegance, as if giving them exactly what they want, feeling privileged even while being robbed like everyone else.”

“Yeah! Like batman!”

“That’s not what I said”

“I think he just likes shiny stuff. And might be gay.”

“No no, she’s definitely a woman. Her movements are too flowy”

“Don’t be homophobic”

“Then it’s decided! We shall take justice into our own hands!”

“Do we go now?”

“Of course not, we have to wait until bedtime curfew. Then we strike.”

“So it shall be.”

“Uh. So what do we do in the meantime”

“…”

They play the evening away.

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It’s 21:55

“The idea is to not be recognized. You guys are aware that’s the point of a heist, right.”

“I thought the point was to rob”

“Simon, you are wearing the same kirby hoodie you’ve been wearing all day and a face mask. How are you not recognizable”

“Everyone loves kirby. I could be anyone.”

“Owen, you…”

“What? I hid most of my hair and I’m in full black! I’m the least recognizable!”

“You look like you’re about to rob a cartoon bank”

“Gotta dress for the job”

“Why are you judging us. You look the exact same”

“I have glasses and a completely different style”

“There is barely any difference”

“I will also walk different, same with my mannerisms and posture, thus making a striking contrast to my actual day to day self, a technique used in the old superman shows to differentiate between identities in camera-“

The bedtime bell rings

Things just got real

They wait until they make sure the coast is clear and start their way across the long hallways.

Tonight, justice will be served.