The situation's progressed well so far. Amelia, no, AgentRebornAvenger is content with the outcome of their last step. Within the blink of an eye, both subjects reported at the current scene.

However... Her eyes roll over to the old hag and Tonio -the current situation is not a really helpful for investigations. Everybody is acting somewhat stiff and formal, much to the blonde teenager's dislike.

At least Martina is a funny person and pretty easy to get along with. One more time, it makes the high schooler wonder how her mother could be friends with such awesome people but still act as if she's got a stick up her ass.

Eyes narrowing, she glances towards her guardian and immediately looks away. The old hag's been staring at her with a killer glance since the beginning of this whole shi... Nope! This is not what she is supposed to be looking at right now! She looks over to Tonio who, unusually quiet tonight, keeps his eyes locked with Grumpy and making faces as if communicating with her.

Great. So much for new evidence so far. She wouldn't want to admit it, but she has to say the current situation is rather unfit to observe any romantic feelings. Even their greeting was plain and short, even though she could SWEAR the two adults locked eyes a bit longer than actually necessary.

"Now then. Amelia Bonnefoy, would you mind telling us your point of view as well?" The loud voice makes the blonde snap out if her thoughts and whirl around. She didn't realize, but Grumpy just explained what happened during lunch break. And she didn't pay attention! Uh-oh. Shouldn't happen to a hero! Then again, 'cause she IS the hero after all; in other words the main protagonist and leading agent; its clear Grumpy's description wouldn't differ from hers. "Amelia Joanna Bonnefoy... Ain't gonna wait for ages, you know. Just tell us something" Martina yawns as Amelia progresses her words.

"It's Amelia E Jones, duh." As soon as the words are spoken, the secret Agent realizes she just gave her real name away! At least the others don't seem to realize. –Or maybe they do and as soon as they leave the room, she is dooomeeed! Better inform Mattie. She'll let him inherit her Disney-collection. And the Marvel collection will go to Kiku. Yeah. That sounds good.

Martina waves with her hand and explains whichever is fine as long as she starts her story. All eyes turn to look at Amelia. The girl takes a few seconds to soak in the attention before she starts to show off her AMAZING narrating skills!

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"To sum it up, NOTHING happened!" Lovina would love to facepalm. Whatever the fuck was going on during lunchbreak; it is certainly NOT as Amelia just portrayed it.

This is the worst situation EVER. Stupid headmaster, stupid She-Bastard and annoying Tomato Bastard. However, the only sane person in the room –Alice- decided to keep quiet for the whole time even though she should be the VERY person to know how her daughter can be. Shouldn't she help Lovina out and support her story?! It's high time for Lovina to state the facts!

"Bullshit!" The brunette buts in, ready to vent her displeasure about the stupidly made-up story. "It was no sloppy soap-opera shit like that! No stupid «Friendly playing around». That bitch just felt touchy feely out of nowhere and didn't realize the line between invading personal space and hitting someone in the face!"

"Lovi~ Language…" The Tomato Bastard can't help but comment everything the kids say while Alice keeps glaring at her daughter as if she wanted to kill her. During the whole angry discussions, the headmaster remains quiet and listens to the fights with a raised eyebrow. Then, laughing loudly at the Idiota's comment, she seems to finally step in and make it clear Amelia's story is stupid and let Lovina off:

"Now now… Everybody settle down." With a stupid grin, the headmaster raises to walk around the huge desk and swing one arm around Amelia. Lovina tries to evade the second arm only to feel it lock around her neck just the second after. Cursing loudly doesn't help nor does struggling. That damned woman seems to be crazy strong. "All I can see here is a couple of high school girls playing around." She whirls around, dragging the complaining girls along and Lovina has to realize the adult is too stupid to actually decide whether to believe that annoying blonde's made-up shit or the brunette's TRUTH! "Now… what do you two think?"

Lovina takes her time to watch the two adults standing in front of them. Not like she only does it because the headmaster forces her to… Alice straight position though she doesn't give of the elegant air but instead looks rather stressed out with arms crossed and piercing eyes fixed on her daughter. Contrasting to her tense stance, the Tomato Bastard stands relaxed, hands shoved into his pockets and a stupid smile on his face just as if nothing happened.

Without waiting for a response, the headmaster clicks with her tongue and sighs deeply. "Kiiids! Look, I really don't like to do this, but we can't have you guys fighting during lunchbreak; whatever your motivation might be." She stops to pull the two girls closer. WAAAY to close! If her locking her arm around Lovina's neck wasn't already five meters too close anyways. "And… As you can see, your parents don't really know what to say either so… I decided you guys shooould…" Dramatic pause… And then, with a dashing smile, she states her decision: "You need to strengthen your bond!"

Bond… "Which fucking bond?! There is none…" Lovina's complaining goes unheard as the She-Bastard agrees loudly with the Headmaster-Bastard. However, the blonde high schooler's excitement doesn't last long as the Dane continues:

"To make sure you guys do that, you'll do some research about the Spanish-British relations."

Amelia, busy with sticking her tongue out at her mother almost chokes when she hears the news. "The what?"

"Excuse me?" For the first time that evening, even Alice seems irritated. She exchanges a look with the Tomato Bastard. –One without ANY hearts flying in the back ground, just to be mentioned.

"Woah, woah, wait… What a lame subject! I mean… IF we even need to do something like strengthening our already super strong FRIENDSHIP bond, wouldn't it make more sense to go out and practise…?"

Lovina feels the arm around her neck disappear as the headmaster draws back and returns to her table. "Nah, it's already decided. You're dismissed." She sits down on her desk with crossed legs and starts to fondle for her phone.

"So not-cool! Why such a boring subject? I mean, which countries again? And why…"

Without even looking up, the Dane dials a number on her phone and mumbles. "Rejected. 'Cause I'm the awesome boss here you guys got to follow my decisions. Oh and by the way, don't you have the experts standing at your side already?" She waves a hand towards Alice and the Idiota. "Just ask them." She holds the phone against her ear and waits. "Ah yeah, and hand it in by Friday. Ten pages."

"WHAAAAT?!"

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Alice knits her eyebrows. «You've got the experts right there»? Bloody hell! She doesn't know how much Luca told her roommate, but for Martina to come up with a weird thing like this... What is she trying to achieve? Does she actually think Amelia would ever so much as THINK about asking her mother for information for some random punishment the headmaster told her to do? No bloody way. She would bet her wand...

"Sure. So we'll just ask our parents then" The million-watt smile of her daughter makes the Englishwoman glad she didn't finish the thought. She wouldn't want to lose her wand just because Amelia agrees to something at random. After all, who says they will actually come and ask? Not like the teenager would just google anything today anyways... "Mum, when can we come over?"

Blinking in confusion, Alice responds automatically: "Tuesday and Wednesday after Five thirty; Thursday after seven." Right. She's got a late shift on Thursday... Oh! But didn't she make plans with...

"All right! -Can we leave now? We've got some BONDING to do!" With these words, Amelia turns, swings her arm around a puzzled Lovina's neck and drags her outside, leaving a startled Englishwoman behind. Carriedo wishes the two women in the office a good evening before he excuses himself to follow his daughter.

"What the fucking HELL?! Curses and spells, Martina, what STUPID idea was that?!" The Dane sits on her desk, legs crossed and smiles innocently, phone against her ear. "And stop faking. If you were ACTUALLY talking to Luca, you wouldn't stop talking even when she scolds you."

"You got me~" The spiky haired woman's smile turns into a teasing grin. She puts the phone away and leans forward to look Alice in the eyes. "You know, I've always been taking care of others. It never gets boring, but it's just so much fun to mess with a stuck up, stubborn Englishwoman's life." Her typically loud laughter resounds in the office. "Alice, chill! Just take the opportunity to bake one of your layered killer-cakes and give your relationship with Amelia a second chance."

Grabbing her bag, the Englishwoman turns on her heels and clacks towards the door. Just who does that stupid headmaster think she is?! And just HOW the heck did she get Amelia to agree?! Facing the wooden door she remembers from her own time in school, Alice turns a little to mumble a: "Thank you." Before she leaves the room and enters the empty hallway.

A cheerful "Ingen årsag" answers from the office as Alice's eyes wander through the empty hallway opening up in front of her. She passed through the doors of this office many times when she was still a high schooler herself. However, never to get a scolding from the headmaster, but due to student council duties. Thinking back now, times, people and situations she forgot for a long time make her feel melancholic. How many years has it been? How is everybody doing? With time, the people she still kept in touch with became little. And after she divorced Francis, even her Frenemies came to see her less.

The Englishwoman shakes her head. No time to get depressed over people she lost contact with. After all, the important ones remained.

Returning from the land of thoughts, the blonde woman suddenly realizes she's standing in front of the student council room.

"Silly gal." She shakes her head. It is very unlikely she could find the door unlocked. Even so, she tries. And the door doesn't budge.

The adult laughs at the irony. Back when she was still student council president, she had the keys to open the door. She gave the keys back when she left school. Now, this door is closed for her and she can't open it again. Like many other doors that were once open. Friendships, places, possibilities.

Maybe, just maybe Luca and Martina just gave her the possibility to open a side door to one of these lost relationships.

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After making sure to get Lovi back from Amelia before Lovi starts fighting for her freedom herself and getting the blonde girl wounded, Antonio had to face another fight as his daughter wouldn't want to understand why he refused to let her drive. Lovina is fuming. Knowing her temper, he wouldn't want to risk his car getting crushed. Finally, after agreeing she can drive back from Lovi's place homewards, the dark brown haired girl agreed to hand the keys back.

"Damned She-bastard! Just WHO's friends with whom? Fucking bullshit! And what stupid project?! I thought she didn't want to see Alice even if it cost her life!" Grumbling angrily, Lovi sinks down on the seat and angrily stares out of the window.

Antonio for once doesn't know what to answer. It's true, that the girl acted extremely friendly towards Lovina and immediately agreed to cooperate with her mother, but somehow it didn't feel genuine. "Don't think too much about it, Roma. Just come home as usual tomorrow; and we can invite Amelia to come over after dinner for one hour or something, sí?"

Her gaze still fixed on the houses passing by, Lovi doesn't answer. Wondering, if his little girl is pouting the Spaniard reaches out to pat her head when he realizes how her lips curl into a grin.

"No… That would be too easy…" The sound of her voice gives her thoughts away before she even words them and Antonio curses himself for leaving his phone in the jacket he threw on the backseat. With a smug grin and a cheeky glint in her green eyes, Lovina almost glows with confidence and mischief. "Let's go to Alice's. I wanna see that She-Bastard making a fool of herself trying to act indifferent in front of her mother."

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A/N

Translations:

Italian

Idiota = Idiot

Danish

Ingen årsag = You're welcome

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First of all, SORRY!

The last weeks have been really busy and I don't know where to find time for myself RN… :( I started some sort of school and right now my life consists of working and studying…

I don't want to, but I won't be able to update on a regular one-weekly basis anymore. I'll write and update whenever I find the time to. Sorry! I hope I will manage a way so I can come back with weekly or maybe fortnightly updates soon :(

-Himawari