Author's Note: A guest suggested that I write about the gang going paint balling…and I was actually planning on doing that! However, I got distracted and ended up just focusing on Felicity and her blooming relationship with Eliza. Sorry Olicity shippers xD
"So…laser tag was fun! I mean, I had a great time and I hope you did too" Felicity spoke softly as she looked at the female assassin.
"Yes, it was fun indeed - "
"We had a wonderful time as well. Not that you care about us two…we obviously do not have the feminine wiles that our little sister has…"
"W-what? Oh no, please don't think that! I care about you guys having fun too! I didn't mean to imply that I only cared about Eliza. That's definitely not the case!" the blonde's words slowly trailed off as she noticed the matching smirks on the two male assassins.
"Markus. Adam. Stop bothering us" Eliza sighed and placed a comforting hand on the IT's back.
"But we are having such a blast!" Adam whined.
"Really, Eliza! We just love spending time with you guys" Markus added with a mischievous smile. "Seriously. It is just so refreshing and sweet…to see you blush like a tomato and fall over yourself whenever Ms. Smoak smiles at you"
"Out. Get out. Go upstairs and help the younger Queen with the club" the blushing redhead said evenly.
"But - "
"Now!"
"No need to shout at poor Adam, dear sister"
"Markus. Bring your brother upstairs" Felicity said firmly. "Thea can always use another bouncer and Sara's out with Nyssa…so I'm sure she can use a hand behind the bar"
"Only for you, Ms. Smoak!" Markus smiled charmingly and dragged his brother up the stairs. "Have a nice time together, ladies!"
"Those two will be the death of me," Eliza muttered as she glared at her retreating brothers. The young woman sat down on the training mat, pouting with a pink tinted face.
"Hey," Felicity murmured gently as she took a seat next to the other girl. "Don't let them get to you, they're just teasing"
"I know. I should really be used to their foolishness after dealing with them for my entire life. I just…" the younger woman paused and looked up into the blonde's eyes. "I guess this is still kind of new to me. I mean the teasing is not new. But…I have never had feelings for someone as I do for you. So this sort of teasing is…I suppose I am just not accustomed to it"
"You have feelings for me?"
"I - yes? I had been told that I was not subtle and - "
"I guess I just put it off as hopeful wishing…it's not like this is the first time I've had feelings for a masked fighter and not have them reciprocated…"
"They are fools" the redhead interrupted. She smiled softly and grasped the blonde's hand. "Anyone would be lucky to have you as their own"
The two shared a smile and began to lean in towards each other. Right as their lips were about to touch, a loud bang rang out through the Foundry.
"Lower your sword, Eliza" Nyssa commanded as she made her way down the stairs with her blonde girlfriend tucked into her side.
"I apologize. I did not realize it was you, Nyssa" Eliza spoke with a grimace and bowed her head.
"Don't worry about it, kid. You didn't know it was us" Sara spoke reassuringly.
"No, she did not. That is clearly the issue, habibati." The Heir to the Demon said before returning her attention to the cringing assassin. "You need to be more aware of your surroundings. Especially if you wish to protect your dear Felicity."
A deep blush accompanied the look of defeat on the younger woman's face. "I should have been more alert. I am sorry for my incompetence."
"Whoa, wait a minute. I think you're being a little harsh on her, Nyssa. Eliza has no problem protecting me" Felicity cut in hesitantly. She took a step back at the blank look in the brunette's eyes.
The heir observed the protective way the blonde woman stood slightly in front of the redhead. "Ms. Felicity Smoak. MIT. Class of '09. You really are something"
"I - "
"You are also quite accurate" Nyssa smiled lightly and turned to the youngest in the room. She began to speak in a motherly tone that Felicity had never expected to hear. "Your reaction was quick and your stance was firm. However, even in a comfortable environment, a member of the League must always be aware. Your grip on your sword was off and that will cause mishaps. I never wish to see that again, understood? I would not want to see you get hurt, little one"
Eliza blushed at the term of endearment, before bowing to the woman in front of her. She was the youngest of three. Markus was the oldest and had done his best to care for his siblings when their parents died years ago. When they were only children, the League took them in. Nyssa had taken one look at the little girl hiding behind her brothers and deemed herself the young one's mentor. Ever since then, Eliza had done everything to please the older woman. They were only a few years apart but the brunette had taken on the role of a mother towards the redhead.
"Now, you two should go relax" Sara said from her place by the salmon ladder. "Go watch a movie, have dinner or something"
"I should probably stay and train. I need to work on strengthening my grip - "
"You deserve the rest, little one" Nyssa spoke gently but firmly. "Go take Ms. Smoak to dinner and enjoy yourselves"
"But - "
"Yeah, come on! Have you ever had a Big Belly burger?"
"A what?"
"Oh my gosh, we are so going. Time to introduce you to some old fashioned fast food"
"I - okay" the younger woman relented with a grin. It was the blonde's excited smile. No one could say no to that smile.
"Have fun!" Sara called down from the salmon ladder, smirking at the two younger women leaving the Foundry with matching love-struck smiles.
"What is that look for, sweetheart?"
"Nothing, it's just…were we ever like that?"
Nyssa chuckled and put down her bow from where she was shooting targets. "Were we as obvious as them? Never. But how the little one looks at Ms. Smoak…it is close to how I look at you, habibati. With pure love and adoration"
"I love you, Nyssa"
"I love you too, sweetheart" the brunette smiled lovingly at the woman in front of her. "Now…how about a quick sparring session. See how well you fair, my love"
"Bring it, babe"