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The two suited up, neither sure of where to go or how long they should stay out. "I know where the most action is", Mindy said as she sharpened her sword blade.

"Maybe we should try our best to help people tonight. Maybe not go for blood. Just a suggestion."

"You're right", Mindy sighed, she wasn't going to leave any of her weapons behind however because she still was technically Miranda's bodyguard, she would just have to use them when the time came. She was still wearing her costume even though she admitted it needed a wash, Miranda noticed it seemed a little too tight on her, she wasn't the same girl she was two years ago. "I need to start working out more, I've let myself go", Mindy chuckled.

"You really have no idea how much you've changed, do you?"

"What do you mean?", she asked obliviously.

Once Miranda had the last bit of her costume on she spun around, "How do I look?" Mindy couldn't help but stare at her abs, she wasn't sure how old Miranda was but thought she was in terrific shape nonetheless. "I know what you're thinking: Where's my pole?"

"Huh? Oh...", she realized she was comparing herself to a stripper. "Maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to bring some mace...I mean, if you don't want me cutting some perv a new one."

"Always so thoughtful", Miranda smiled.

They had to be careful leaving the apartment in case there was any cops outside, there was a ban on any costumed vigilantes but they were starting to allow people to dress up as long as there wasn't any mischief. Mindy dressing up as Hit Girl would be a problem since every cop had a picture of her and her alter ego.

They took a stroll in one of the shadiest, cop free neighborhoods. Mindy didn't tell Miranda about the crime rate in the area, the stabbings, the muggings or any of that. "I thought you said we were going to help out at a soup kitchen?", she asked, getting a bit worried at the sight of all the racist and slang graffiti.

"Yeah, it's a short cut", Mindy noticed it was getting colder out and it didn't look like it was bothering Miranda at all. "Don't you ever get cold?"

A group of teenagers were hanging out, huddled, smoking joints when the duo walked by; the males stopped to look at Night Bitch, checking her out. Mindy rolled her eyes, she thought they were being ridiculous. Not that long after, they walked past a group of what looked like college age boys hanging outside of an apartment, they were calling Night Bitch over, Mindy was ready to punch one of them in the face, she was getting sick of the attention she was getting.

"This is one long-ass short cut, Hit Girl."

"Don't worry, Bitch, we'll get there when we get there."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah...Doesn't that ever bother you?"

"What? You mean those boys?"

"Yes."

"I've come to expect that. It happens. I'm kind of flattered actually."

"Flattered?", Mindy stopped and looked at her with a little disgust, "Did you hear what they were saying?"

"Mi...Hit Girl, don't worry about it. It's not like they were saying any of that to you", she realized that Mindy might be a little hurt by that. She put her hands on her shoulders, "Look, if it bothers you that much, maybe I'll find something else to wear for next time. I can't promise not getting any more cat calls though...Thanks for looking out for me."

Mindy laughed, "It's what I do...I guess." They both looked into each others' eyes for a brief moment, Mindy never really felt like she had a real connection. They were interrupted by the sounds of a woman screaming, they ran in the direction of the cries for help. A man and a woman were standing in a back alley at gunpoint. Two men wanted their money and the woman's jewellery, particularly the large diamond ring she had on. Mindy remembered Miranda didn't really want to resort to much bloodshed so she tried her best to apprehend the creeps instead of her usual tactics. Miranda snuck up behind one of the men and tripped him with her staff, he landed on his ass and dropped his gun. Mindy managed to punch some sense into the other guy, breaking his nose and the hand holding his gun. Miranda used her handcuffs on both of them, both cursing the girls' actions.

The couple were in shock, when Mindy handed them back their belongings, the woman snapped at her, "She looks like that killer their after!"

"What?", the man asked, still a little shaken.

"She's on like the FBI's most wanted list!"

"I only hurt bad people. I would never harm a civilian", Mindy assured them. But they weren't having any of it. The man threatened to call the cops. Miranda grabbed Mindy by the arm and led her away. They decided to head back to her place as fast as they could. Mindy felt bad, she wasn't expecting all that much praise for her actions but certainly not that. Miranda tried to make her feel better.

"You really took care of that guy. The way you broke his arm like that, it was pretty cool."

"Yeah...thanks."

"I was thinking of taking a hot shower, want to join me?"

Mindy wasn't even sure what she said at first, "What?"

"Hey, it will save me on the hot water...I'm kidding!", she laughed giving Mindy a little push.

"Oh", Mindy laughed. "Don't be too long in there, or I might just join you."

Once they were ready to turn in for the night, Miranda offered her bed to Mindy again, "It's better than my couch you have to admit."

"Yeah, it's just that..."

"What?"

"You sort of held on to me when you were sleeping."

"Oh? Sorry, maybe I was cold."

"Yeah, I suppose. You're really strong. You move pretty quick when you fight. Do you do a lot of gymnastics?"

"I was trained in ballet."

"You were a ballerina?"

"When I was younger. I taught ballet for a bit actually. But then after people found out what I was doing at night that kind of turned them away from taking my class."

"Maybe you could use it to teach people self defense."

"Miranda laughed, "Maybe. It sounds a lot better than what I have been doing. A shit job and a shit apartment."

"I can help you. I have the money. You can live where ever you want."

"You'd do that for me?"

"Well, yeah, we're friends...right?"

"Of course. You're like my best friend."

"I never had a best friend before."

"Neither have I", she smiled. The time finally came where they were both in bed together. Quickly drifting off to sleep, it was Mindy holding on to Miranda this time.

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