A/N: Ta-dah! Next chapter. This was originally going to be Chapter 1, but I didn't like it that much and rewrote chap. 1, so this is Chapter 2! Not much movement. But I'm trying to ease into this. XD; I'm sorry if that is annoying. Hee.

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Review Question from user 'Sky': "But just one question? Where's Rapunzal?"

A: She is about to appear! =D


Chapter Two: The Crew.

May 17th, 2013.

5:00 p.m.

Somewhere in the hideout...

The paintbrush dipped into the clean water, staining it with its many colors and swirling until the brush was dazzled around in the water, rinsing off the blue. It moved back to the palette and picks up a different color. The painter moved the brush to the canvas and continued the tiny detail.

"Hey."

"Jack, why do you always have to sneak up on me?" Rapunzel asked, glancing back at him, "you nearly made me make a mistake."

Jack smiled, "sorry," He came into the room from lurking in the doorway and stood beside her. "How's it coming?"

"It looks good," The blonde moved back examining the painting. "What do you think?"

Jack studied it closely. Out of all the members, Rapunzel was by far the best artist. Many other crews had tried to recruit her to make forgeries of art. She never took their offers.

"Looks exactly like it. But you're the art expert, you're the one who needs to like it," Jack stepped back. "Do you like it?"

Rapunzel grinned, "I do." They stood quietly for a minute before Rapunzel turned to Jack, "was that Merida I heard screaming?"

Jack glanced at her, "who else?"


At Police Headquarters.

May 20th, 2013.

11:45 a.m.

Eugene fiddled with a pencil, his eyes were red from a long night of reading and feeling more than a little out of his league, when two pristine suits walked in. Eugene shifted in his chair, eying the men, he was just wondering what they were doing here when they stopped in front of his desk.

"Eugene Fitzherbert?" One addressed him. This one was blonde, blue eyes, tan skin. His suit was indigo blue. Eugene arched a brow, "yeah?"

The man held out his hand, "Albert Parkerson, FBI."

Eugene took the man's hand, "FBI?" he questioned dubious of the strangers identity.

"Yes," The man didn't bother to unleash his badge, clearly he felt it wasn't necessary. "This is Matthew Curtis, CIA."

This man was dressed in a sharp black suit, his hair was slicked back and he was a brunette with brown eyes and pale skin. "Mr. Fitzherbert." He shook Eugene's hand stiffly.

"Okay. This is weird. What can I do for you?" Eugene asked, leaning on his desk.

"We're here to go over the case with you, seeing as you've been brought into the loop. This situation is of the highest importance and security. Let's talk in one of your rooms, shall we?" Agent Parkerson spoke solidly, leaving no room for Eugene to butt in, and guided the puzzled Detective to one of the interview rooms where both agents came in and shut the door.

"So, what do you know?" Parkerson asked, taking a seat while the CIA agent stayed by the door.

"Uh..." Eugene eyed Mr. Curtis, "I know everything that was in the files."

"Won't you sit?" Parkerson said, gesturing to a chair.

Eugene stuffed his hands in his pockets, "no thanks. I don't like being the criminal." He smiled. But it wasn't a friendly smile. The agents shifted uncomfortably.

"Alright. So I assume you know of Merida DunBroch?"

"Of course. Eighteen. Five-foot eight. Red curly hair, blue eyes, Scottish."

"Good, but those are only the surface details," Albert narrowed his eyes, leaning against the metal table. "She is from a prestigious family, the DunBroch Clan. They are known in Scotland for being a wealthy family. However, their daughter makes a mark on their perfect record. She was in and out of correctional facilities for a few years and even sent to an etiquette school."

"What happened there?" Eugene asked, curious now.

"She set the matron's hair on fire." Albert said flatly. Eugene stifled a laugh, covering it with a cough. "Shame," Eugene said, inwardly thinking how much he liked this girl already.

"It was," Albert leaned back, "she's been trouble since she was sixteen, after that she teamed up with another girl,"

"Let me guess," Eugene said, "Rapunzel Corona?"

Agent Parkerson smirked, "you're right. Rapunzel. She is the daughter of Gothel. A woman who has no record that we know of. Rapunzel "found" out Gothel wasn't her real mother and began to act out against her. At least, that's what the girl believed, she believed Gothel wasn't her mother. She was diagnosed with mental instability due to stress." The agent looked at his nails, "measures were taken."

Eugene stiffened, "I saw. She was locked in a detention center. Then after she broke out, she began to steal art. She became really good too. Her skills for forgery are almost unparallelled. It's quite unique."

"Detective, you almost sound impressed."

"I am, actually," Eugene said, "all of these kids, they're all really impressive. And I just can't help laughing at the idea that a bunch of trained agents can't get their hands on a couple of teenagers."

"It's harder than it looks," Curtis said from the door.

"I'm sure. But hey, you kids have fun," Eugene walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Albert stood, looking miffed. "We're not done. We have to talk strategy."

"Strategy?" Eugene looked back at the agent, "what strategy are you going to use that you haven't used already? Look agent, no offense, but it seems to me your methods haven't exactly been working. So if you don't mind, I'm going to do it my way." His hand was on the door handle.

"What's that exactly?" The agent asked, hands clenched into fists.

Eugene gave him one more backward look, a smirk painting his features, "Sorry fellas, I don't share my secrets." He winked and left the two agents baffled and angry.


May 20th, 2013

3:30 p.m.

The Mall

Merida's heels clicked on the solid floor, following close behind her was Rapunzel, she was looking particularly annoyed.

"It was unnecessary to go that fast, Merida." She said, crossing her arms.

Merida grinned, "oh, c'mon one, lass. You know I only have one speed."

"Yeah. Fast," Rapunzel rolled her eyes, "if you want to get arrested just wait until after the heist, okay?" Merida chuckled and kept walking. They were supposed to meet the boys there in a few minutes. The crew was planning to do a little shopping before their next escapade. Heists generally meant they would be locked inside until the heat died down. They had to take every precaution and this was one of them. Each time before the heist began, they would go shop for everything they would need for the upcoming time in lock-down, that included new clothes and other accessories to keep them from being bored.

"I always love this part." Merida said, stretching her arms over her head.

"Me too." Rapunzel said smiling, "it's always so much fun to collect things and then hide them until lock-down. But I admit, I do enjoy the rush of stealing."

Merida chuckled, "we all do."

Jack and Hiccup were now ahead of them, they walked toward each other just like anyone else in the mall, except, they were pretty sure they were the only teens who had the CIA running in circles and the FBI wailing like babies with their extreme reputations. So far, a camera had never taken their picture. They were safe from photos for now. The only details the agents had were eye witness accounts, and those could be faulty.

"You guys ready?" Jack asked when they finally stopped in front of each other.

"Definitely," Merida said.

"All prepared, captain." Rapunzel replied winking.

Hiccup smiled, "let's get this done then."


The group split off into groups of two. First the girls went shopping for their bangles and dangles, while the boys shopped for their own outfits. Then Merida would shop with Hiccup, while Jack and Rapunzel shopped, before they switched partners. It was a precaution to make sure they got everything they needed.

As Merida and Rapunzel were strolling along, carrying bags on their arms, they passed a man in a leather jacket. He accidentally bumped into Rapunzel, causing her to stumble and her bags slipped off her arms.

"Ah! I'm so sorry," The man bent down, grabbing up the bags, "are you alright?" Brown eyes looked at her with concern. Rapunzel blinked, "Uhm, yes..." She took the bags, "thank you."

He smiled, "I'll be more careful in the future," he turned and left. Rapunzel watched him go until Merida cleared her throat.

"Have a wee crush do we?" Merida teased.

Rapunzel blushed, "no!" She protested, scurrying forward.

"Ah, sure you do," Merida continued.

Something bothered Eugene, he turned and watched the redhead and the blonde moving away into the crowds. The red-head was teasing the blonde, who pushed the girl, blushing. Eugene narrowed his eyes, why were they so familiar to him? He shook his head, "that's impossible," he muttered and was about to leave the mall when he realized, it really wasn't. He spun around and tried to find them with his eyes, but it was too late, they had vanished like ghosts into the crowd.