Summary: Felicity finds herself saving the day in a grocery store hold-up. A drabble that came to my mind. Might become a three-shot.
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AN: First part of a planned three-shot. Something that came into my mind. Hope you enjoy it and review!
Felicity hid behind the large, colorful store display of Tricks, the Trix cereal rabbit. She always thought mint chocolate chip would be the death of her. She just did not think it would be so literal.
After an eventful night at the Cave, Felicity had decided to stop by her neighborhood grocery store and get some mint chocolate ice cream to eat while catching up on Doctor Who. She entered the store with her usual bounce, greeted the young woman at the counter, and headed to the back of the store.
Just as she had reached the cold storage, she heard the infamous words, "This is a stick-up. Hand over all the money in the cash drawer and no one will get hurt!"
Turning quickly she moved to the end of the aisle, peered around the corner, and observed the gunmen shaking the gun at the scared young woman. Felicity nervously scanned the surroundings, only to find that she was indeed the only other person in the store, besides the two at the counter.
If she would only stay put, the gunman probably would not know she was there and leave. Exactly what Oliver and Digg would want her to do. They were getting more and more frustrated with her continuous insistence that she was not a worthwhile member of the team because she did not kick butt. Maybe she was finally agreeing with them that it was indeed good enough to kick butt with wi-fi.
Until she found herself in the middle of a robbery. Without back-up. In the field. By herself.
She looked down the aisle, and saw that there were brooms on display. Well, maybe not quite like Sara's bo-staffs, but they could work in a pinch. And she liked the employee. Felicity knew that the store would not consider it her fault that the store was held up. However, the training with Sara had been going rather well over the past months, and there was always the possibility that the robber would not just leave without harming the clerk….so…..
Taking a deep breath, Felicity took off quickly down the grocery aisle, grabbing one of the brooms as she flew past and headed towards the robber. He must have heard her approach, for he turned the gun towards her. Felicity, with the broom now in her two hands, knocked the gun out of his hands with one strike, then struck him in the head with another. Just like Sara had taught her.
The momentum caught the robber unawares, sending him against the counter display. He tripped over the counter display, and fell, hitting his head on the floor. Felicity approached him carefully, noting he was not moving, and hit him on the head again for good measure.
"Wow, that's so cool, Felicity, where did you learn that?" the young woman looked admiringly at Felicity. "Thank you so much. You might have just saved my life."
As she stood there, basking in her admiration, she heard a familiar loud buzzing. Intermixed with approaching police sirens.
Which continued until she sleepily hit the snooze button.
"Oh well," Felicity sighed. "At least I saved the day in my dreams for once," as she rolled over and fell asleep once again.
AN: Let me know if you liked the twist at the end. Would love reviews! Thanks!