Another Missing Moment of 'Best Intentions, Wrong Ways!' , somewhere after chapter VI or VII.
Never piss Trish off, her revenge could be terrible for Jessica and inspiring for Killgrave!
Written for the 'Flufftober 2021' Prompt 18: Costumes
IMPORTANT: if you like those stories where Killgrave is portrayed 1000000 times worse than he appeared in the series, stay the hell away from my fics, especially this series... because I strongly believe in his better version (it's something I REALLY saw in him), blame me for this.
This story belongs to 'Best intentions, Wrong Ways!' universe, somewhere after Killgrave finds out his extendend powers about his victims' memories.
It seems such a serious premise, but, trust me, this is all fluffy fluff! XD
So glad to have my beloved Trish back! XD
AKA Super Dandy
Killgrave is sitting on the sofa in the living room, staring at an indefinite spot, all absorbed in his own thoughts.
However, a certain someone doesn't intend to leave him so focused for too long.
"What are you doing?" Jessica asks, sitting on the armrest, one leg bent under her thigh and the other dangling off the couch.
"I was thinking ..."
"Oh, I'm surprised you're capable of it!" she teases him, giggling, but he ignores her.
"Do you think you are the only one who can have brilliant insights?" he asks.
"Actually ... yes!" she replies, brazenly.
"Well, you are wrong. I was thinking about when we went to Patsy to test on her and the Junkie the extent of my power in the area of memory. Do you remember? "
"Of course I remember, with that secret I had to reveal to her ... for the sake of science, let's say!" she shrugs.
"Exactly. What if, as I'm able to make someone forget something indefinitely, I also had the possibility of making someone recall a lost memory? Wouldn't that be interesting? " Killgrave smiles intrigued.
"'Interesting' isn't quite the term I would use. Any eventuality that leads you to have greater power I would call it just terrifying! " she mumbles.
"Oh Jessy, come on, don't be the usual sanctimonious. Let's admit that it's true, that I can make my victims remember something: what evil advantage could I ever draw from it? " he makes her think.
"In fact ..." she mulls better, pinching her lip. "Let's say you would have a brilliant career in the world of psychology: those poor people do years and years of study, making their patients lie down on the couch, with hypnosis and various techniques that require hours and hours of sessions, and then here you come, within ten seconds, style: 'Remember your whole childhood,'… "she mocks him, making him smile. "Well, Freud can suck your dick!"
"Oh. Wasn't it already Cupid who did it to me?" Kevin reminds her of a previous speech, more and more amused.
"Everyone wants to suck your dick, obviously!" Jessica replies as a joke, but then realizes how ambiguous it can be. "And don't you dare make fucking insinuations!"
"Me?! You look like the one with the obsession of sucking dicks, my dear, "he slyly grins. "Someone here seems to have a latent desire ..."
"And someone will find his own tongue as a tie if they don't finish it!" it's Jessica's not-too-veiled threat and it seems to work.
"Returning to the main topic, I don't know about you, but I would like to put my theory into practice." the persuader, who cares about his tongue, quickly changes the subject.
"Impromptu visit to Trish's place?" Jessica anticipates him and he doesn't even have to nod. "Impromptu visit to Trish's place." confirms the detective.
"Trish, open up, it's us." Jessica explains, as soon as her sister's video intercom turns on.
"Ohh, my darling, so we're already a 'us'!" Kevin gloats.
"Shut up!" she barks.
Trish opens the door to them.
"Fine, give them to me and then leave, I have a lot of work to do, so much so that Malcolm isn't even here to distract me," she explains.
"Excuse me, give you what?" Jessica frowns.
"Your invitations. After all, you are so inseparable! " the speaker teases them.
"Nothing can be hidden from you, Patsy. We wanted you to be the first to know about the happy event! " Kevin plays her game right away, wrapping an arm around Jessica.
"Get your hands off me now!" Jessica struggles, turning to Trish. "And you? What the fuck are you saying? " and then looks back at Killgrave "Confess, did you control her?"
"I say what I see, my dear sister." Trish insists, looking at her with the eyes of someone who knows. "So, can you tell me what you need? I would be in a hurry ... "
"Patsy, recall when you saw me at the radio station. " Killgrave begins his experiment.
Trish remains in a kind of trance for a few seconds, motionless, before her mind is crowded with details she had removed.
"I had just finished the episode against Christmas consumerism, I came out of the recording booth and you were there in front of me, smiling, with so much self-confidence, you didn't give me even time to breathe and you told me to pretend I was a friend of yours and go out for a coffee with you, so as not to draw attention ... and then you told me what you wanted me to do with Jessica, when and where to take her, what I had to convince her to do, the photos I had to take ... Dammit, now I remember everything! " Trish is surprised, grateful, somehow, that there are no more holes in her memory.
"Fuck, you were right." Jessica mumbles.
She is certainly not happy.
And it is going to be even less so.
"Uhmm yes, but it's still not enough for me. You know, Patsy. your dear sister told you something, but then I made you forget it ... "the persuader starts talking again.
"Uh? But no, that's enough, what the fucking need is there to… "Jessica begins to fidget.
"But it's for the sake of science, Jessy!" he turns her own previous words over to her.
"What did you make me forget, Jess?" Trish's face darkens.
"Oh, well, don't worry, Patsy, now you will remember." Killgrave grins, certain of his extended power.
Another short trance and then Trish remembers.
"With Alan, Jessica, of all my exes, just with Alan Mc Gown?" snaps Trish furiously. "He and I were elected King and Queen at the prom!"
Jessica's silence is a little too suspicious and with her deductions she proves to be the worthy sister of a detective.
"It happened that very evening!" She accuses her and it's not even a question.
"Oh well, you know how these things go, you were the center of everyone's attention, he was so bored ... and then when ever could I ever have another chance to snog a King again?" she shrugs, trying not to give too much importance to it. "Okay, figured out: Killgrave can bring back memories. Fantastic. Now we can go. " She disappears, with Killgrave following her.
"Jessica?" he calls her as they're already walking in the street.
"What the fuck do you want?" she growls, still annoyed by his previous, unexpected trickery.
"Before, when you said you would never have another chance to snog a King, well I beg to differ. There's a reason, don't you think so, if I call you Princ…"
Jessica smashes him against the wall, before kissing him impetuously, parting just when he's about to kiss her back.
"I had hundreds way to shut you the fuck up, thank your lucky star I chose the sweetest one!" she barks, while Kevin still feels a little dizzy.
-
Jessica that afternoon is in her study working on an investigation, but she left the door open, which is why she can hear when someone rings the doorbell.
"There's Patsy," Kevin walks down the hall to warn her, while Ingrid takes care to go and open the door.
Unceremoniously, Trish quickly joins them in the study.
Jessica has told her so much about that house that she knows how to orient herself too, despite having been there very few times.
"Weren't you overworked?" is the slightly cold reception that the detective reserves for her.
"To avenge a humiliation I suffered, I always find time," replies the blonde, with a combative attitude.
The tension Kevin perceives between the two sisters is such that for a moment he thinks of having a swimming pool of mud set up and allowing them to let off steam with a fight.
It is certainly a show he would not disdain.
However, Trish pulls something out of her bag that is more dangerous to Jessica than any weapon.
Kevin sees only a tight white onesie of poor fabric, bordered in blue on the sleeveless neckline, the same cobalt blue of the belt that wraps the waist.
"Why do you still have that horror?" Jessica asks, disgusted, while Kevin still doesn't understand.
"Because I knew it would come in handy sooner or later. If you want me to forgive you for what you did with Alan, let Killgrave see you in this costume! " Trish morally blackmails her.
"What?! Jess, is this really your superheroine costume? " Kevin is excited.
After all, that white seems definitely transparent.
"It could have been. I suggested it to her, but she flatly refused!" Trish informs him
"Okay, Trish, I'll wear this fucking costume!" Jessica snatches it from her hand, observing it with disdain. "Now you can go."
"Do you think I'm that stupid?" the blonde frowns.
"What, do you want proof? Okay, I'll send you a picture." Jessica is looking for a compromise.
"Oh yeah, sure. Because I don't think any graphics program is enough to modify her and make me believe she's wearing that costume!" her sister doesn't take the bait.
-Shit!- the brunette swears inside her.
"I'll stay here and see you wearing it for real and, as I said, Killgrave will have to see you too." Trish reiterates. "But I certainly don't mean it's a striptease. Killgrave, can't you go out?" she urges him to give them some privacy, getting it.
Jessica takes off her usual clothes and puts on that onesie that dresses her like a second skin, cursing all the time.
"Okay, I'm ready, go ahead and call him back." she snorts, adjusting her cleavage in front of the mirror.
Killgrave insisted on putting a mirror in her study as well, so that she would notice how beautiful she is even when she is engrossed.
"Not so fast, pretty." Trish grins. "You have to put this on first." she adds stretching a purple wig, which is very reminiscent of the true waves in her hair, but a deep dark purple.
"Are you kidding, this fucking thing wasn't there when you first showed it to me!" Jessica protests.
"But now there is. You know how things go, Jess, my forgiveness is hard to get!"
"Come on," the detective surrenders, wearing the wig, which suits her a lot.
"Now you are ready." Trish approves, going to call Killgrave.
When the persuader enters the room, it's hard to tell if his eyes or mouth are wider.
"Jessica, you are… no, a vision is an understatement…" he comments, bewitched. "Can I take a picture of you? "
"NO!" Jessica snarls.
"Don't worry, I've already thought of it!" Trish winks at him, shaking her cell phone, "Then I'll share it with you!"
"Since when did you two become fucking close friends?" mutters the super heroine, rolling her eyes.
"Well, now I can go, satisfied." Trish comments, taking her leave.
"What about you? Will you stop staring at me, standing there so still, dazed and looking like an idiot?" Jessica snaps, shoving Killgrave towards the exit. "The fucking show is over, get out of here, now!" she makes him cross the threshold, before slamming the door in his face and double locking it.
Killgrave is still too ecstatic to be upset and then he still has a priority as he runs down the hall.
"Patsy!" he manages to reach the speaker before she leaves the house.
- -
Since she kicked him out of her studio, Jessica hasn't seen Killgrave again, not even for dinner or breakfast the next day and this made her suspicious.
Before lunch she decides to go looking for him and he's right in his room, with the bed buried by the outfits that he keeps adding on top of each other, pulling them out of his huge wardrobe.
"May I know what the hell you're doing? " she questions him, with her hands on her hips.
"Simple: I'm choosing my Super Hero costume, when you and I fight crime together. I'm undecided among the mauve damask suit, the purple orchid pinstripe, the purple amethyst tartan or ... "
"I've never seen these suits, where do they come from? " she interrupts him.
"Yesterday I did some shopping ..." he confesses, all absorbed in his selection.
- That's why I haven't seen him anymore.- the detective ponders.
"Granted that you will never be a hero," she comments, a little sour.
"But I'm working on it," he counters and on some level Jessica finds herself smiling.
"As I was saying, those can't be your costumes, a hero must be comfortable in his movements."
"You remember the powers I have, don't you, my dear? Why on earth should I move, run, jump or fight? All things that would make me sweat so unsightly!"
"Oh, Heaven, or rather Hell, forbid you have to sweat !" she rolls her eyes. "And then all proper superheroes have a cloak. Do you know the effect it creates? Their silhouette from afar, on a roof, with their cloak blown by the wind ..."
"I find much more poetic the image of my jacket in Mohair and Satin, left open, blown by the wind ... " he replies.
" I give up talking to you, Super Dandy, Paladin of Elegance! " Jessica snorts.
"Oooh, I like 'Super Dandy'!" Kevin approves.
Jessica is stunned to say the least.
"But ... I was kidding!"
"But I am not, and then it sounds so good for the phenomenal Dynamic Duo: Super Dandy and Jewel ..." he daydreams.
"Wait a minute. How the fuck do you know about 'Jewel'?" she frowns.
"Let's say that Patsy likes to chat," he smiles slyly. "And share certain photos she has on her cell phone."
"Something tells me you didn't even have to use your powers over her, right?" she asks rhetorically and he nods satisfied.
"Damn traitor!" Jessica grinds her teeth, about to leave the room, but first turns to him. "And anyway, if Super Dandy ever makes an appearance someday ... I like the damask suit." she admits, biting her lower lip.
Left alone, Killgrave smiles to himself.
"I knew it!"
-
THE END
Notes:How gorgeous Jessica is as Jewel? Oh, wait, she is always gorgeous... and how gorgeous Killgrave would be as Super Dandy? XD I had so much fn 'doing shopping' for him XD
Self-serving moment: the commens Jessica made about Killgrave being a brilliant psychologist is my personal easter egg to another of my work, a Good Omens crossover called 'Ineffably Inevitable' featuring Kevin as a recognized psychologist, indeed.
I hope you'll like, although so rarely someone leaves a comment :'(
Tomorrow Jerry and Peter from 'From a whole new perspective' will be back with another missing moment ;P