A/N: OHHHH MYYYY GODDDDD! MY LIIIIIIIIFE! My Internet was down for AN ENTIRE WEEK! I WENT INSANE! but the good news is that I wrote every planned chapter (as of now) for this fic, so daily updates should be effective immediately :D

Anyway, I'm a huge mindgeek (fan of Meekakitty) sense once Meekakitty is Scarleette's face claim I feel this chapter was necessary. Also, nerdfighter reference, mythical beast reference, and duh mindgeek and lewnatic :)

DFTBA :)

Rule 9: Just Because Someone Looks like Scarlette, Does Not Mean They Are Scarlette, no Matter How Exactly Alike They Look, Even If She Actually Has the Same Freaky Hair Dye Job, And You Cannot Kidnap Them and Tell Them They Are Lying When They are Not.

So Fury sent Natasha, Clint, and I to infiltrate some convention, VidCon I think. He said there was "people dressed as Loki" and he wants us to make sure they're not plotting to take over the world. Well it turns out, Tony wants to go crash this superhero meet and greet thing he wasn't invited to, so he came with us.

"Tony. If you see anything. Call." I instructed, as he walked off towards the convention in his suit, carrying his mask.

I briefly examined my undercover costume as I headed to my post. Incredibly bright yellow pants, Knee high white converse and some odd tee shirt that said "Space Crustaceans, Crustaceans from Space," on it, with some weird drawling of a giant lobster eating some people. Clint was wearing his own pair of designer, pre-ripped jeans, and a shirt that read "Good Mythical Morning" and had some odd bird on it, breathing fire. Natasha was wearing black jeans, black hight tops, and another odd tee shirt however this one read "It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife." Pride and Prejudice. A book Natasha secretly was a huge fan of. Although it was bright purple and the back read "The Lizzie Bennet Diaries."

At first I was wondering how all these crazy clothes were going to help us blend in, but once we got in the convention, I realized how much we really didn't stand out. I lost Clint for like, twenty minutes, and he was right next to me.

Every now and then I would get stopped, and asked for a picture. I denied seeing as I knew none of these people.

"Tessa?" I heard as I walked down a seemingly empty Hallway.

I spun around.

"Tessa, I thought you were at the meet and greet?" A girl with brown curly hair asked, she was wearing a shirt very similar to mine, except it was black, and mine was navy blue.

"My name's not Tessa." I told her.

"Fine, Meekakitty, whatever, what are you doing here?"

"That's classified." I snapped with narrowed eyes. "Who are you?"

"It's me. Shawna. Tessa what's wrong? Did you get trampled or something?" She stammered.

"My name's not Tessa! Or Meekakitty! And I have no idea who you are!" I huffed off, ditching this crazy.

Clint's POV

I walked around in this huge crowd. People were lined up to meet a bunch of Internet stars, and of course, in order to blend in, I had gotten a few autographs myself, one from a "Charlieissocoollike", these two guys called "smosh" and a bunch of other weirdos. I got into one line, and when I got to the front, it was Scarlette!

"Scarlette... What the heck are you doing?" I whispered.

Scarlette just stared at me oddly. She had changed into some white shirt with a drawing of a tree on it, and she was now wearing a hat.

"Scarlette, come on, let's go." I said dragging her from the table.

"Uh..." She said. "I'm not Scarlette. I'm Tessa Violet."

Crap. One of the Loki's must have brainwashed her.

"Stark. Scar's been brainwashed. Help me out here." I commanded into my comms.

"Awh come on Merida, I just started a repulser demo!" Tony whined in my ear.

I dragged Scarlette by the arm as I argued with Tony.

"Shawna!" She shrieked as someone walked by. "I'm being kidnapped!"

I punched her in the jaw. Hopefully that what make her snap out of it.

"What did you just do!" The girl Scarlette called Shawna said as she ran over to her side.

"This is official business, you need to stay out of this." I barked.

"Tess, you change quick." She murmured as she attended to Scarlette.

"What are you talking about?" She asked. "I've been wearing this the entire time."

"Wait... " Shawna said. "I just saw Tessa, wearing something else, and claiming not to be Tessa. You found this Tessa and you're claiming she's someone else? Tessa must have a doppel ganger!"

"Seriously." I said coldly. "Not only did we find someone who looks exactly the same as Scarlette, they have the exact same wacky hair job?"

"Yeah, it is kind of impossible." 'Tessa' agreed.

"Well then, what do you have?" Shawna asked.

I stared blankly.

"Mouse, do you copy?" I asked in my comms unit.

"Yeah, what's up." Her familiar voice sounded in my ear.

"Meet me in the hallway by convention room 9... There's something odd happening here."

"What did I tell you." Shawna smirked.

"Gosh, Shawna. We are never ever getting back together!" Tessa shouted.

"Like Ever!" Shawna shouted back.

"You call me up and say "I love you" but.."

"THIS IS EXHAUSTING!" Shawna interrupted.

They glared at each other for a while, then erupted into laughter.

What odd, odd people.

"I see you, what's happening?" Scarlette said.

"Come here." I whispered.

"Woah. You look exactly like me." Tessa whispered, as Scarlette came up behind me.

"Who are you..." Scarlette mumbled precociously, her hand reaching to her hidden gun holster.

"I'm Tessa." She chimed.

"You were calling me Tessa earlier." Scarlette said to Shawna

"And he was calling me Scarlette." Tessa gestured towards me.

"Even our hair is exactly the same." Scarlette remarked with a slight chuckle.

"Which is freaky, considering I dye my hair myself, and used about five different colors to get this."

"I went to a salon, asked for something weird"

"Maybe they saw mine, and copied it." She suggested.

"I was in Europe."

"Oh. We're from Canada."

"I'll visit sometime."

"Come on Scar, let's go."'I said. So far this mission was a bust. Natasha lost comms early on, and Tony's being stubborn.

"Isn't it funny how she was wearing a space Crustaceans shirt, and she didn't even know who we were?" Shawna whispered as we walked away.

"Space Crustaceans, Crustaceans from Space!" The girls burst into song again.

"Space Crustaceans, they'll eat your face!"

Next Rule: sing in the shower at your own risk.

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-Kitty Lee Renner