Summary: Zoe is furious about the existence of the three "bad girls" in Leone middle school- they're hardly evil and worthy of the title in her opinion. She ropes her best friend, Frida, into helping her debunk the three losers and make her the ultimate "bad girl" in school. Alternatively, Zoe wants to ruin lives, Frida is the voice of reason and the BAD girls are the unwitting victims, oh joy. Set in the Blue Bird AU.
Genre(s): Humor/Friendship/Action
Disclaimer: El Tigre: The Adventures of Manny Rivera is copyrighted by Nick, Mexopolis and its creators Jorge R. Gutierrez and Sandra Equihua. Any referenced works are owned by their respective creators.
Frida watched Zoe pace around the room. The dark-haired villainess had a malicious look on her face. She chuckled under her breath as she rubbed her hands- Zoe could already taste her revenge, imagining all sorts of wicked things she could do now that she knew all about those three worthless baddie-wannabes.
The blue-haired girl wasn't sure she should be glad or worried to see her friend back in high spirits. Probably both, if she knew Zoe as well as she did.
Frida cleared her throat. "So, are you gonna tell me what you found out, or are you gonna keep doing that all day?" she asked once she got Zoe's attention.
Zoe stopped her pacing to glare at Frida. "Of course I am, Frida," she placed her hands on her hips. "You're just impatient. Can't a girl have a few minutes to do her evil gloating in peace?"
Frida just rolled her eyes. As much as her friend liked to deny it, she was every bit as dramatic as the other villains were.
Zoe ignored her friend and her glare quickly melted into a proud smile. She whipped out a small piece of paper and showed it to the blue-haired girl.
Frida grabbed the paper. It was a chronogram, conventionally titled 'Zoe's Evil Plan Chronogram'. It had the exact time and order they'd follow and get blackmail on the three Bad Girls, detailing how they'd get it and what tasks were assigned to her and Black Cuervo, all in Zoe's neat handwriting and purple ink.
Frida blinked at their first target. "We're going for Patches first?" she raised an eyebrow, turning her confused gaze towards Zoe. "Isn't she like, the second-in-command or something? Shouldn't we leave her for second then?"
"She's also the normal one," Zoe shrugged. "That makes her the easiest and most boring target. Chainsaw is the deranged muscle and Tattoo is the leader, so we'll leave them for later."
Frida frowned. "The heck's with that logic?"
"Simple," Zoe smiled sweetly. "Revenge is a dish that should be savored. This order is for my very own enjoyment, starting with the small appetizer and leaving the main event for last," her smile turned into a wicked grin at the last part.
Frida just stared at her friend. "You villains and your weird, creepy analogies," she said after a brief pause.
"It's not creepy-!" snapped Zoe.
"Yeah, it is," interrupted Frida. "What's Patches' deal, though?"
Zoe glared at Frida, still a bit miffed at her comment. "We'll find out today," she told her friend. "Her real name is Alicia Coello. Since we got this data just yesterday, I didn't have the opportunity to take a better look at it, but from what I saw, she always orders a specific type of tea from the cafeteria. Apparently, it's her favorite, and she goes crazy when she doesn't have it."
"Tea?" Frida raised an eyebrow. "Why would she go crazy over a drink?"
"Why do you go crazy whenever they're out of churros?" Zoe asked, crossing her arms.
"Churros are different, Zoe! They're godly food, of course anyone would go crazy over their deliciousness! Everyone knows that!" the blue-haired girl turned her nose up in the air in a mad pout.
Zoe rolled her eyes and took out a slip of paper from her pockets. "This is her address. First, we'll spy on her and see if we can get anything good today. I have a hunch there's more to this tea thing." She pointed at the chronogram Frida was holding, "You'll take the pictures or record if necessary, Frida." She gave her friend a black and purple camera. "Then, at night, we'll break into the school again and steal all the tea from the cafeteria! Then, from the entire city! It'll be weeks before she has her precious tea again!" Zoe's voice grew more intense and maniacal as went, before finally bursting into an evil cackle.
Frida blinked at her friend. "Isn't that kinda overkill? Can't we just take the tea from the cafeteria and be done with it?"
Zoe stopped laughing and stared at her friend. "What overkill? Revenge is an art, Frida. Haven't you learned anything from watching me and my family?"
"Learned more than I cared to," Frida muttered under her breath. "Alright then, let's do this," Frida gave a resigned sigh but smiled and gave Zoe a thumps up.
"Good," Zoe drawled. "Now let's find blondie, shall we?"
Zoe pressed a button on her wristwatch, transforming into her villainous persona, Black Cuervo!
Frida just put her usual wig and disguise, turning into… a normal, non-descript girl!
Black Cuervo grabbed Frida by the hand so they could get out of her house, before Frida stopped her. "Wait, does your family know about this? They're not gonna call you while we're in the middle of spying on them right? 'Cause that backing-truck alarm of yours is gonna blow our plans for sure."
"Oh, don't worry about it," Cuervo grinned. "My family always knows when I'm about to exact vendetta on someone. They're very supportive."
Frida blinked owlishly. "I… should've seen that coming."
Cuervo hummed in agreement. "All done with the questions?" Frida nodded. "Very well. Hold on tight!" She flew out of her window.
Time to hunt a rabbit.
Black Cuervo and Frida landed on a tree outside an apartment window and hid themselves between the leaves. They were in front of Patches' room.
"So, any idea when she'll come home?" Frida whispered to her friend.
Cuervo looked at her wristwatch. "She should be back any minute now," she whispered back. "Every Tuesday she leaves her little group a little earlier than usual- whenever I saw Tattoo and Chainsaw strolling in the streets this time in the afternoon, Patches wasn't with them. She's got something, Frida, and we're gonna find out what it is!" Frida nodded.
Their little chat was cut short when they heard a voice coming from the other side.
"Alright, Mom, got it, bye-"
A blonde, fair-skinned girl slammed the door behind her. She leaned against the door and sighed in relief. The girl suddenly raised her head, her only visible eye narrowed in suspicion, the blue iris barely visible. She looked around, from left to right, as if to make sure no one was around. She paused and glared at the tree in front of her.
The action made Cuervo and Frida lean back further into the trunk and cover their mouths, afraid that their cover was already blown. The two girls tensed at the blonde's intense stare. They broke into cold sweat, thinking Patches was reaching for something to beat them with-
But the blonde simply rolled a newspaper and swatted at the window. "Stupid spiders," they heard her mutter. Patches went back further inside her room- from where Frida and Cuervo were they could barely see her now.
The duo inwardly sighed before focusing on their target once again. So far she hadn't noticed them, which was good, but they better stay quiet if they wanted to succeed. Her getting out of their sight wasn't so good either, but she hadn't left the room, so it wasn't much of a problem.
They only hoped she'd hurry up and reveal her secret already- this tree was not comfortable.
Patches soon returned. She dragged a small coffee table to the center of the room, along with three tiny chairs and a stool. She then picked up a box and started to set silverware, plates, cups and a teapot on the table.
Cuervo and Frida exchanged confused glances, eyebrows raised. What was she setting the table for?
The two tensed a little when their target left her room with the teapot and a plate. "Where's she going?" whispered a worried Frida. Zoe brought a finger to her lips, shushing her friend. The dark-haired villainess heard faint noises coming from the kitchen and then, footsteps. Patches was soon back with a plate full of cookies and a now steaming teapot, quickly setting them back down on the table.
Finally, Patches went further back in once again, and came back hugging three plush toys to her chest. She delicately sat each plush in a chair, before sitting down on the stool.
"Why, good afternoon, Señor Zanahoria, it is so good to see you too!" Patches smiled sweetly at the plush bunny. "Oh, nothing, much, you know? Just hanging out with Tattoo and Chainsaw, taking lunch money from weaklings, the usual," she poured tea into the plush bunny's teacup.
Black Cuervo and Frida's jaws dropped. They couldn't believe their eyes- Patches, that Patches was having a tea party with her stuffed toys! Complete with actual tea and afternoon snacks!
Zoe shook her friend by the shoulder, not taking her eyes off Patches, afraid that if she looked away, the bizarre scene would vanish completely, like a dream. "Hurry, Frida! Take a picture, film it, do something!" she whispered, urging her partner-in-crime.
Frida, still gaping at Patches' secret, fumbled with her backpack, also refusing to avert her eyes. Once she managed to grab her camera, she quickly snapped a few photos before pressing a button to record the whole thing.
"What's that, Hatty?" Patches turned to the doll wearing a large top hat. "Why, no, silly. You know that this tea is the best, why would I change it?" she poured some tea into its teacup. She set the teapot down and narrowed her eye at the plush toy, "...It's not about that again, is it? I told you guys I don't have a problem, I can stop whenever I want."
Patches took a cookie, her hands starting to tremble as she slowly tightened her grip, "I see your point, Hatty, but really, I- no, it's not like that, Señor Zanahoria, I-" she crushed the cookie in her hands, a few crumbles falling off her hands. She slammed her fist on the table, "I JUST LIKE THE TEA, IT'S DELICIOUS AND IT KEEPS ME CALM, OK?!" Patches breathed heavily as Zoe and Frida exchanged nervous glances back in the tree.
The blonde inhaled and exhaled slowly, trying to regain her composure. She picked up the teapot and shook it slightly, "Only a little left," she muttered, "Gotta buy some more." She set the teapot down and looked at the plush toys, a much shyer expression on her face. She sighed, "I'm sorry, guys. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. It's just... life can be stressful sometimes." She smiled at them and continued with the tea party. She turned to the plush mouse, "Yeah, they can be kinda annoying. I mean, I like them, but-" She rolled her eyes, "Oh, don't even start, Sleepy, she can be such a-"
Patches stopped. She turned her head left and right, trying to locate where that sound had come from- it sounded like a sneeze. She surveyed the room before her eyes fell on the window. Patches slowly got up from her stool and headed towards the window, eye narrowed in a suspicious glare.
She leaned on the window, stuck her head outside and turned it left and right, looking for whatever made that noise. After a few seconds and finding nothing, the blonde shrugged and slammed the window shut, before returning to her tea party.
Up, hidden in the green leaves of the tree, Black Cuervo and Frida sighed in relief when they heard the window close. "Way to go, Suárez!" she glared at her friend, whispering harshly, "We were almost caught because of your sneeze!"
Frida glared back. "Well, we weren't, okay? Besides, you shouldn't be talking like that to the person who is holding the key to your revenge," she waved the camera lightly.
Black Cuervo quirked a brow and smiled, "Did you get enough?"
Frida smiled. "I got everything."
"Great," the black-haired villainess grinned. "Now, let's get out of here."
"Don't have to tell me twice."
Black Cuervo grabbed her friend by her arms and flew them away.
They had a plan to continue.
"Is this everything?" Frida asked in an exausted tone as she pushed the last box. She wiped her forehead. They'd been lifting and moving and pushing boxes non-stop for hours.
She and Zoe spent the whole night hunting down every single place that sold Patches' favorite tea- from Leone School's cafeteria to the factories where they stored it in large amounts, they stole every single box they found and gathered everything in the middle of the desert.
Black Cuervo lowered a larger wooden box on the ground. She deactivated her wings and turned to Frida with a satisfied grin, "Yes, we got everything."
Frida sighed in relief. "Finally." She glanced at the stolen tea then turned to her friend, "Sooo, what are we gonna do with all this stuff?"
"Simple." Black Cuervo took Frida by the hand and flew them a few feet away from the gathered boxes.
Frida frowned, "What are you-"
Black Cuervo swiftly activated her lasers and before Frida could even finish her question, the bird-themed villainess blasted the stolen tea with her weapon. A small explosion engulfed the boxes with its flames, quickly turning the remains into crisp.
Frida blinked, staring at the flames in muted shock. "...okay, that works."
Black Cuervo giggled victoriously. "Now, let's go, Frida. We still have to work the finishing touches for our dear friend's little surprise tomorrow."
"You mean there's still more?" Frida whined.
Black Cuervo rolled her eyes, "Of course there is, Frida. Villainy never rests. Nor does revenge."
Frida pouted at her friend. "...yeah, no. Look, I'm tired so, have fun with with the rest, 'kay?"
"Oh, c'mon, Frida. It's not going to take too long. We just have to make copies of the photos and the video and..." Black Cuervo trailed off when she saw Frida's annoyed glare. "Plus, friends help friends get revenge on annoying wannabe villains with weird hobbies."
Frida crossed her arms, glare still locked on her friend.
"...I'll make you some of my special churros when all this is over?"
Frida maintained her irritated stare for a seconds before sighing in defeat, arms uncrossing and settling on her hips. "Alright, alright. But if I get detention for sleeping in class, I'm gonna take you with me, Aves."
"So, yeah, they say that movie's super scary. So, if you guys are up for a good laugh, we can-"
Patches' invitation was interrupted by Tattoo, "What is that?"
Patches looked in the direction her red-haired friend was pointing. There was a huge crowd of students gathered in one of the main hallways. Patches smirked, "Maybe someone managed to stuff seven nerds in the lockers again."
Tattoo let out a laugh. "Or maybe those losers have something good for a change and are showing it off to the rest of the losers." Her smirk grew, "...Let's take it from them."
Chainsaw chuckled under her breath, bringing out her favorite weapon.
The three girls approached the crowd of students, each sporting a vicious grin, ready to begin the day with a good dose of bullying and terrifying the other other kids.
And then they saw just why the students were gathered there.
The trio's jaws dropped.
Hundreds of photos featuring Patches having a tea party with three cute plush toys, complete with cute furniture, a delicate tea set and what looked like real cookies and tea, hung from the ceiling and lockers, decorating the entire hallway.
White paint popping out against the red bricks of the wall, written in huge, sloppy handwriting, the words "Dedicated to Alicia Coello" covered the entire hallway for all to see.
And last but not least, a video showing footage of the very same activities featured in the photos was playing in a loop. The Patches in the video was talking to her plush toys, eventually snapping loudly. The surrounding students started to laugh.
"That's the best part!" one of the students clutched his stomatch. Murmurs of agreement from the other students filled the air, as the three girls stood frozen in place, speechless from the shock.
Another student noticed the trio standing there, and pointed. "Look, everyone! It's Alicia!" The crowd gasped and turned towards the blonde. There was a pause and silence filled the hallway, before the crowd burst laughing once again.
Patches' face reddened at their reaction and a expression of unprecedent rage and fury overtook her shocked features. "QUIET!" she cried, clenched fists at her sides all too prepared to unleash a world of pain upon all the kids surrounding her. "If any of you losers think I'll just- STOP LAUGHING!"
Anger stirring low in the her guts, the blonde gritted her teeth. Her only visible eye barely visible in its narrowed glare, she shifted her gaze to the nearest target- she struck.
The hallway went silent, only the muffled, pained moan of the student against the now dented locker could be heard. The other students looked at the injuried kid in shock. Patches lips curved with satisfaction, now that she finally got them to shut up she could-
A barely contained snicker broke the silence. Then another. And another. Even the student she slammed against the lockers, fell back down, a few giggles escaping his lips. Soon, the whole crowd of students was cackling.
Enraged beyond words, the blonde went for the kill, chasing after the nearest kids with a growl. The crowd continued to laugh as they dispersed in different directions and ran from the bully. Too many in numbers, they successed in escaping from the violent girl, mostly unscathed.
Breathing heavily from the chase, the blonde returned to her two friends, trembling fists clenched at her sides.
Tattoo and Chainsaw watched Patches with quiet, bewildered eyes before shifting their gaze towards the source of her embarassement. Tattoo reached for one of the photos, plucking it from the string it was attached to, "Man, that's so lame," amusement coloring her words, she turned to Patches, "I can't believe you still play with dolls."
Chainsaw inched closer to their leader, taking a better look at the photo. Tattoo started plucking the photos she liked best, "Ha! These are gold."
Neither of the girls noticed their friend get closer, until she snatched the photos out of their hands and tore them into pieces. "Hey!" Tattoo cried in protest. "I wasn't done looking!"
Patches ignored her leader and began tearing apart every incriminating piece of evidence there was about her darkest secret, screaming and growling in rage as the tore into pieces, and smashed, and kicked everything she saw in the hallway.
Tattoo rolled her eyes at Patches' overly-dramatic reaction. The red-head crossed her arms as she and Chainsaw watched their friend trash the place.
They stood like that for a while before Patches walked over to them, breathing heavily from her previous outburst.
Tattoo cocked an eyebrow, eyes half-lidded. "Ya done?" she asked, unimpressed by her friend's state. She only got a growl in response. "Still," Tattoo ignored Patches' foul, "Ya gotta wonder who did this. That was quite a prank," she smirked, something akin to amusement coloring her tone.
Patches glared at Tattoo, but let the remark slide. "Once I find whoever was the soon-to-be-dead twerp who did this, they'll wish they were never born," she growled.
Tattoo snorted. "That's the Patches I know. Just leave some fun for us, alright?" Chainsaw nodded in agreement. "Now, let's go, I'm starving. I bet punching a few nerds for their lunch money will cheer you up, c'mon."
Patches only grunted in response, but followed her two friends nonetheless. Food and punching some idiots sounded good. And a good cup of her favorite tea would calm her down. The thought made her smile, and the trio started their way towards the cafeteria, unaware they were being watched.
A feminine voice giggled in the dark. "Let the show begin..." The giggles turned into evil cackles.
"You're doin' it again."
"Frida!"
"Just sayin'."
Author's note: Heeey. Anyone remember this story? Yeah, me neither.
Joking aside, here it is the second chapter. Finally. Hopefully I'll have the next chapters ready soon. Meanwhile, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.