(Oh boy... shit is going to hit the fan.)

"So... Argent, huh?"

"Just shut up."

The female titan was currently leaning against a wall, gasping for air. She had bruises and cuts all over her arms. Her enemy, Punk Rocket, was in the same condition on the opposite wall, except his black eye was a lot more evident.

Just what had happened? Well...

Flashback!

Punk handed Antonia the present. "Uh... for you. I noticed you liked the scent." He mumbled. Antonia blushed and looked it over. It was a very expensive type of perfume.

She finally stammered out, "Th... Thomas, I ... uh... thank you." She smiled. Punk shrugged. "No problem and... aw damn it." He lifted out his cell phone. It was See-More, and he had texted him, saying, "Cause a distraction down town. We need a lot of cash for this one."

Punk growled. "What's wrong?" Antonia asked. "Gotta go... friend needs my help." Punk said, shrugging. "Alright." Antonia said, but she looked a bit miffed.

Punk sailed around town for about ten minutes, blowing stuff up. Then he ran into a different titan. "Hey! You aren't a titan!" "I'm an honorary titan, you douche bag!"

It was Argent, and Punk knew he was screwed. The distraction would fail big time now, and See-More would chew his ear off for it.

Punk blasted her out of the air in sheer aggravation. Argent hit the ground a lot harder than he meant for her to. He landed and said, "Hey, how was that for a number one hit?" Argent got up and growled. "I prefer Pink Floyd." She said sarcastically, then creating plasma fists, began swinging.

Punk dodged the first one but the second managed to get him right in the eye. He went flying back and barely managed to stop himself from hitting a wall. Ow.

He blasted his guitar again and Argent hit the ground hard. "You bloody..." She mumbled. She had been hit bad and now she couldn't move.

Then his eyes landed on something that had rolled out of her pocket. Punk walked up and picked up the ring. "Hey, give it back!" Argent yelled, trying to get up weakly and her right leg giving out.

He examined it closer. It was pure silver with a dark blue gem at the top. Smaller ones surrounded it. Punk walked up to Argent, and forcefully picking up her hand placed the ring on her finger.

The illusion turned on, revealing... "Antonia? What the hell?" Punk said, backing up. Argent looked confused and removed the ring, saying, "How do you know my name- wait a second." She narrowed her eyes, then gasped. "Thomas?" She shrieked.

End Flashback!

He had just stood there after that, just shocked. "So... your on again off again guy is..." Punk didn't have the courage to finish his sentence. Argent sighed and said, "Yes, its Hotspot. Just... oh my gosh, if Robin finds out, I am so dead..."

Punk chuckled. "Yeah, you'd think. But I'm just surprised I didn't figure it out." "Figure what out?" Argent said, examining her ankle. Ow, that looks like it stings... She didn't break it, but she twisted it pretty badly. "That you were trying to trick me." "What the bloody hell?" She glared up at Punk.

Punk snorted. "It isn't too hard to figure out who I am. I only wear contacts, for crying out loud." Argent huffed and said, "Excuse me for not being smart enough. Thomas, I swear, I had no idea who you were."

Punk nodded coldly. "Well, at least I know that I'm not being tricked anymore." He took his guitar and flew off.

Argent, with the ring on, walked into the cafe. Her and Hotspot were back together, no surprise. It was just the way they worked.

She sat down at the normal table and ordered a cherry iced tea, then kicked herself. Thomas- no, Punk Rocket, was the one that had got her hooked on those. She insisted it wasn't real tea, he just ignored her and ordered her a cup anyway.

Argent was hooked.

She twisted the ring around her finger a couple times and then heard, "Excuse me, is this seat taken?" Argent looked up and her eyes went huge. "Thomas!" She hissed in surprise.

Punk sat down across from her and said, "Just because I'm glad I'm not being tricked anymore doesn't mean I still don't want to hang out with you, Toni." Argent smirked. "And the fact that you happen to be a member of the syndicate..." "That's just small stuff."

Argent chuckled. Punk looked amused and said, "So... you order the iced tea?" "Its not tea, you git!" "That would be a yes."

(Argent and Punk will be very on again-off again. So will Argent Hotspot. Because she just strikes me as the type. Which isn't a bad thing either.

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