━ chap 3. a family outing !
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TODAY WAS THE DAY that yor was moving into the forger household. after agreeing to enter a fake marriage together for the sake of appearances, the two adults thought it would be best to move in together quickly.

loid, [y/n] and anya wanted to make sure everything was perfect for her, so she can settle in comfortably.

well, it was loid and [y/n] doing most of the cleaning. but the three were excited.

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AFTER BEING NOTIFIED that yor arrived outside their apartment complex, loid and [y/n] decided to help with her things.

"is that everything you own?" the blonde asks with a raised eyebrow, walking outside to see the dark haired women standing on the side walk with her things.

the [h/c] haired teen peeks out from behind her picture perfect father. "it's not much, that's for sure."

yor jolts at the appearance of [y/n], clearly not expecting her but smiles politely nonetheless.

she watches the girl walk down the steps to her things, grabbing a heavy box easily in her arms.

then, the teen turns to the women with her usual cheeky grin. "c'mon, anya is waiting for you."

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INSIDE THE APARTMENT yor unboxes one of her many things, bringing out her comforter and pillows.

hiding her face behind the it, she looks at her new husband with a shy expression. "um, loid... about the sleeping arrangements."

"separate rooms, of course." loid assures as he carries a box. "we'll share one for appearances when we have company."

this fills the black haired woman with reassurance, she knows she picked the right man to do this with.

then, anya runs up to the pretty lady with a huge smile, [y/n] right behind her as she holds another two boxes.

"welcome to anya and [n/n]'s house!" she cheers, waving her hands in the air.

"i hope you enjoy living with us." [y/n] continues with a relaxed grin.

their greetings warm yor's heart. she got the impression that these two girls were already very adorable and had a good relationship with each other.

she then both gave them a kind smile. "thank for the lovely welcome, anya and [y/n]."

this house is home to a very unusual family. a group of people who seem perfectly normal actually have secrets they rather keep from their own flesh and blood.

the father, loid forger, is a psychiatrist. his true identity: a spy.

CODENAME: TWILIGHT.

the mother, yor forger, is a civil servant who works at city hall. her true identity: an assassin.

CODENAME: THORN PRINCESS

the youngest daughter, anya forger. her true identity: a telepath able to read the minds of others.

and finally, the eldest daughter, [y/n] forger. her true identity: a super soldier.

CODENAME: 001

"i'm so happy to have a mama now!" the youngest cheers and her words have the woman amazed.

"mama..." she repeats, mumbling. stars in her pretty red ruby eyes.

then the young girl picks up a small box saying she'll help with her things.

[y/n] notices the dazed off expression yor had and couldn't help but chuckle. 'it's nice to know she's taking a liking to anya.'

"oh right, by the way..." loid calls gained the woman's attention. "i had a friend of mine who's a judge make it so we got married a year ago."

'you mean the franky forged it.' the teen comments to herself with a sweat.

"we can figure out why we lived separately
and what to tell your brother later."

"alright!"

father, mother and two daughters. these four have created a pretend family to further their own ends, and are living under the same roof as they hide their true identities from each other.

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"I'M GOING TO show mama around!" anya declares to her father as he and her big sister carry the boxes.

"once we get settled in, we'll practice for the interview." loid reminds the two.

his blue arctic eyes catch sight of [y/n] carrying boxes that looked extremely heavy but she was doing it with ease.

'are teenagers normally that strong?' he thinks, raising an eyebrow as he watches her take the boxes into yor's room.

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ANYA TAKES YOR on a tour around the apartment, showing what everything has to offer.

then, the young girl leads the woman into one of the bedrooms with a happy smile.

"this is anya's room! welcome!" she cheers as she spread her arms out, showing off the pink room.

the bedroom was very much decorated to her liking, with most things being her favorite bright colors.

yor giggles at her excited mood before entering. "thank you for inviting me in."

"my what an adorable room." she takes a look around the room with happy expression, finding the space matching the young girl's personality to a t.

anya climbs on the bed, reaching for her favorite stuff animal that laid on it.

"i'll introduce you to mr. chimera!" she says as she makes the doll wave it's hand at her mother.

"i am chimera. it is a pweasure to make
your acquaintance."

yor giggles, bending down to meet the stuff animal's eyes for a moment. "it's very nice to meet you, mr. chimera. i am anya's mama."

after that short introduction, anya
takes yor to a certain someone's room.

the pink haired girl, opens the door and runs in with a laugh, knowing she's very much welcomed into the space.

"THIS IS BIG SISTER [N/N]'S ROOM!"

[i hope you guys like it what i've
prepared for you!]

[y/n]'s room had a darker palette than anya's, and the decor was much different.

music band posters and vinyls covers littered the wall. a few books stacked at the foot of her bed, some on the shelves and the blankets undone.

though it may seem unethical and messy at first, the room itself it looked very pleasing to the eye.

"what a lovely room." the woman says with a smile, looking around to get a peak at what the teen was like.

but yor couldn't help but glance back at anya's room, seeing it's bright colors and sunlight seeping through the window.

then, she looks back at [y/n]'s room, seeing it to be much darker and the windows being blocked off by curtains.

'total opposites...' she notes with a small giggle as anya jumps on the bed with a happy laugh.

her round green eyes catch sight of the one thing that stands out in the room, laying across from her. with a grin she grabs the item, getting off the bed to it show to yor.

"this is mr. bunny! big sister doesn't have friends so i gave her one!" she cheers, showing off the cute, pure white bunny plushie that looked soft to the touch.

yor's eyes could only soften at the sight. 'how cute, the only thing that stands out is something given to her by anya.'

and not a moment later, someone comes barging into the room and snatches the stuffed toy away from the small girl.

"anya!" [y/n] scolds, heat creeping up her neck. "don't go showing him to other people!"

"but i wanted to show mama what i gave you!"

"yes, i know but i..."

the teen couldn't help but feel extremely embarrassed. she already knows the woman's impression of her was, seeing as she can read minds after all.

so, her suddenly knowing that the oldest is weak against her younger sibling was already humiliating to say the least.

"gah, don't you have a tour to do with ma!" the eldest frantically states, shooing the two out of her room.

though it was rude, yor doesn't even care. all she seemed to notice that title given to her by the seemingly closed off teen.

'she called me ma...' she thinks, blush covering her cheeks in excitement. maybe having two daughters won't be so bad after all.

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AFTER THE SAMLL tour and unpacking, loid sat down the girls in the living room to prepare them for the eden interview.

the all sat on the long sofa, while the blonde spy stood in front of them all tidy up and his hair slicked back.

"eden college is one of the most prestigious schools in the country and after that is their sister school, whitewater high." loid explains, holding a clipboard. "during the interview, not only will the children be evaluated but so will the parents."

[y/n] slumped in her spot on the sofa, crossing her bandaged arms. "i just don't get the reason why i have to be there."

"because you do and that's final." her father retorts making the teen huff in response as he continues talking.

"they will be evaluating on their social standing as well how cultured they are, understood?" he asks them and the girls gives him slight nods.

"now, let's start with the questions."

loid then turns to face his youngest. "first, state your name and address."

"anya fo... fo... horger." anya stutters, struggling to say her last name. then she tilts her cute head. "address?"

"the place we're at right now."

"ah! this is anya's house!"

loid sighs and furrows his brows. "thats not what i meant." he looks at this clipboard before continuing. "er, so, miss anya... how do you spend your days off?"

"papa orders me to stay home, so i have to watch tv all alone." anya replies with an innocent smile on her face.

her answer causes [y/n] to snort and snicker quietly, not being able to keep her composure.

"now, wait a second." the blonde sweats not realizing she'd answer so honestly. "that makes a terrible impression."

giving up, he turns to his eldest who was in the middle, her expression bored.

"how about you, miss? how do you spend your time off?" he asks her, hoping she'd reply decently.

but [y/n] had no intention of giving
him that satisfaction.

instead, she grins smugly causing loid to sweatdrop, knowing exactly what's coming.

"i have to take care of my little sister because my father is too incompetent and stays out late." the teen reveals, exposing him and continues. "and there was one time he bloc—"

"enough!" he quickly cuts off, eyebrow twitching. while [y/n] laughs quietly, finding it amusing.

letting out an irritated sigh, he turns to yor. "madam?"

"yes?" she answers nervously, not use to the sort of thing.

"why did you choose eden college and how
do you plan to pass this exam?"

at the question, the dark haired women adverts her gaze, thinking. "how do people usually pass?"

she furrows her brows genuinely confused before looking back at loid, who was waiting.

"perhaps because of cardiac arrest or excessive bleeding?"

[y/n] deadpans, raising a brow in concern. 'did she confuse it with someone actually dying?!'

anya was just has horrified as yor continued listing reasons someone might pass.

"kill me now. next question." loid interrupts her before moving on. "could you describe your parenting methods."

'oh that might be—'

"huh? u-um..." the dark haired woman stutters. "strike first to be victorious?"

the teen made an unamused expression. 'yeah, i figured as much.'

'i'm amazed that her brother turned out to be a decent human being.' loid thinks, going quiet as he looks between the three girls.

'i've been a spy for over a decade. i've been on countless missions,' he reflects, taking off his glasses as he stands up and turns away from them. 'yet only now do i find myself losing heart.'

"this is pointless. there's no way we'll survive the interview at this rate. let's give up getting her into that school." he announces to the three.

yor was the first to protest against it. "loid! please remember your late wife's wishes."

'clearly we aren't ready for this mock interview yet.' the spy notes, ruffling his slicked back hair.

then, he turns to them, thinking of another idea. "alright, let's go out for a bit."

"LET'S BROADEN OUR HORIZONS BECOME VERSED IN WHAT A NORMAL IS FOR AN UPPER CLASS FAMILY."

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AND SO, THE family of four, all got dressed to go out and experience what it's like to be an upper class family.

a cable car passed by as the family it walk along the sidewalk, the daughters side by side, while their parents walked behind them.

"we're on an ooting, an ooting, la, la, la, lah!" anya sings as she holds her sister's bandaged hand.

[y/n] laughs a bit at her cuteness. "you mean 'outing,' kiddo."

with a free bandaged hand, she smooths out her sweater vest, anxiously. 'hah, i'm not use to this sorta thing yet... but, at least it's stylish.'

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[just imagined the sleeves are rolled up]

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suddenly, anya stops in her tracks and holds out her free hand to yor. "wanna hold hands, mama?" she asks the woman, making her blush.

she smiles gently, reaching to hold her hand. "i-if you don't mind."

loid can't help watch them interact in relief, happy that anya and yor were getting along. but his eyes drift to [y/n], who looked slightly anxious.

'it can't be helped.' he sighs, walking over to his eldest. 'she's barely warming up to me.'

he stands right next to her, watching as anya and yor walk together, hand in hand. it seems they were getting along just fine.

"are you alright?" he ask her as the girl doesn't take her [e/c] eyes off of the two in front of them.

the teen shrugs, shoving her hands in her jean pockets. "i'm fine, old man. i'm just not use to this whole family thing yet."

"that's to be expected," loid replies with a hum. "we're all new to this sort of thing, so it's gonna take time getting use to."

he turns to the teen with a slight smile. "that's why i'm hoping that this outing will overcome that."

his reasoning surprises [y/n], truthfully she didn't expect such an answer from man like loid. considering the fact he had own secret agenda.

'the plan is set.' the spy muses diligently, tipping his fedora upwards. 'after today we'll seem like a normal... no we'll be seen as an upper-crust family.'

the super solider deadpans. 'i spoke too soon.'

suddenly, anya runs away from yor to hide behind a potted plant. her actions confuse the other three, wondering what exactly went wrong.

"hah... i got this." [y/n] sighs walking over to her sister to calm her down.

yor on the other hand can't help but feel disappointed, she thought she was doing a good job. tears prick her eyes while loid approaches her.

"b-by the way, where are we headed?" she asks him, stammering.

he pulls out something from his coat pocket, reveling tickets of some kind all with a gentle expression. "i've acquired a variety of tickets through my connections at work."

"lets hope its not boring." [y/n] adds, joining her parents as she holds anya in her arms. "where are we going first?"

loid can't help but pleasantly smile at his oldest daughter as if he knew something she didn't. so, instead of giving her a straight answer, all he says is this.

"IT'S A SURPRISE."

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A TICK MARK appears on [y/n]'s head, clearly annoyed and grumbles something to herself.

she expected something fancy just not this.

the family's first activity of the day was a opera showing, it was at a spectacular theater house that looked like it costed a fortune to build.

in the middle of the large stage, a man in formal attire sings earnestly, the spotlights were on him as he gives his best performance for those who are watching.

'tradition and status are everything at eden college.' loid recalls, a proud expression on his face. 'we'll have to experience and get accustomed to the best that life has to offer and make sure we don't slip up if we let our guard down.'

[y/n] glances at her father, her mood becoming bitter after seeing the smug look on his face. 'should of have just listen to his thoughts! it's a surprise my ass, old fart! he better pray i don't knock his lights out!'

she was clearly bored out of her mind, her bandaged arms crossed over her chest and leg bouncing anxiously. what was so interesting about watching someone sing so badly and loudly?

seems like she wasn't the only one having trouble paying attention. anya was knocked out like a light, snoring softly while yor was putting all her energy into staying awake.

'ALL RIGHT, NEXT.'

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AFTER LEAVING THE opera house, the family of four went to their next activity, visiting a museum.

"anya, no yelling while here."

"kay."

loid turns to his eldest who held her sister's hand, "keep an eye on her."

"roger that." [y/n] replies with a blank expression, mocking a salute as the family enter the museum building.

the building was also posh and elegant, sunlight coming the glass ceiling above giving the inside a natural glow. small crowds of people were there as well, admiring all the famous paintings that were on display.

'we've experienced first class music, so now for some first class art...' loid thinks happily as he looks at some of the paintings.

his daughters were looking a piece behind him, it was moderately quiet until anya decided to speak her mind.

"papa!" she calls, making him turn to look at her. she then points at the painting in front of her. "i can see her boobies!"

her sudden and hilarious declaration makes [y/n] slap her hand over her mouth, resisting the urge to burst into laughter.

soon after, anya goes around commenting on whatever piece of artwork her round forest-green eyes laid upon.

"body's been choppy-chopped! head's been choppy-chopped!" she exclaims, pointing at statues.

loid, who was watching his youngest, lets out a disappointed sigh, "what did i say about yelling?"

"hey, at least she's taken an early interest in art." [y/n] comments, which only made her father even more annoyed.

suddenly, the two hear yor gasp in delight. turning their heads to see her looking at a painting that has caught her interest.

the spy motions his eldest daughter to stay with her sister as he walks over to his wife.

"yor, do you enjoy paintings like these?" he asks her with a smile, but it falters when he gazes at the art piece itself.

it was a painting of someone getting their head chopped off by the guillotine. something you would see in history books so to speak.

his eyes glance at yor's face who just stared in amazement, blush dusting her cheeks and her eyes full of stars. loid had some concerns to say the least.

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NEXT, THE FAMILY decided to go to the tailor shop, as loid promised yor that they'll get some new dresses for the interview.

and also have some dresses tailored secretly for [y/n].

"sorry, for doing this on your day off." yor says with a sympathetic smile.

loid waves her off, grinning. "it's quite alright. this is something we need to do."

"my going out clothes are so cute!"

anya's voices causes the two adults to look over and see the young talking to the tailor, who was holding some cloth.

the pink haired smiles at the woman, arms stretch out. "they fit perfectly! this is shop is great, i love it!"

"why, thank you." the woman replies, enamored buy her cuteness.

[y/n] was sitting on of the seats in the shop can't help but look down at her clothes as well, they fit perfectly and didn't feel suffocating.

"thank you for my clothes too." she says, grabbing the woman's attention. "they're comfortable and it doesn't feel like i'm restrained by them."

"yeah! big sister's clothes look so cool on her!" anya adds going over to her and hugging her leg.

the woman was stunned for a moment but then smiles at the [h/c] haired teen. "you're welcome dear."

the girl only nods and goes back to minding her own business as the youngest continues talking.

"this is my first ooting in my going out clothes." she sighs dreamily, blush coating her cheeks.

"then this must be a day of celebration."

"a day to celebrate this ooting!"

the woman was right, it was something to celebrate. both anya and [y/n] lived lives where the thought going out like this was unthinkable.

they're only thing on their minds was to stay together and survive. a future that was once bleak turned some a bit brighter.

even if it's temporary.

"in that case." loid chimes in with smile, gaining his daughter's attention. "we can stop by a photography studio next."

in hearing this, anya cheers making her parents giggle at her cute excitement.

'a picture, huh?' [y/n] hums interest as she watches yor and loid choosing colors for the dresses that they want to be made.

she feels anya play with her hands and lets her do what she wants, while the oldest gets lost in thought.

the teen furrows her brows, 'have i ever got my picture taken before...' if someone did take her picture, she clearly didn't remember it.

but the teen was soon brought back to reality when anya, suddenly had the urge to climb on her lap and make herself comfortable.

[y/n] can't help but chuckle at her cuteness, letting her do whatever she wanted, like she always did.

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AS PROMISED, THE family immediately went to visit the photo studio next after finishing what needed to be done at the tailor shop.

and so, the family get into position so that photographer can take the photo.

yor was sitting down on an elegant chair in her new dress. loid stood right beside her with anya by his leg while [y/n] stood behind her mother.

the teen lifted her bandage hand to form a peace sign but her father quickly smacked it away. he gave her a glare as a warning and in return, the girl rolled her eyes.

"in three, two.."

hearing the countdown, the two stand back in position, making the appearance of a lovely and normal family.

FLASH!

[sobbing rn cause this took me so long and ignore how her clothes are out of place lmafo]

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AFTER TAKING THE picture, the family of four decided to walk around town.

they ended up listening to a speech from and ostania politician, preaching about something that [y/n] didn't really have a care for.

her attention was focused on the fact that she tired to make sure no one other than her family was near her.

'patriotism is a part of eden's curriculum.' loid recalls, drowning out the speech. 'we need to be versed in politics, history and—'

his own thoughts were interrupted by the yelling done by some participants in the crowd. the man can't help sigh and just ignore it.

anya on the hand used her telepathy, interested in what others had to say or think. but in doing so, her head was bombarded with loud and angry thoughts.

she felt dizzy and overwhelmed, most of all scared. anya clings onto her sister's leg, hiding her face.

[y/n] quickly looks down and bends down to her height, knowing. "peaches, you alright?"

her words catch the attention of her parents, ultimately concerned. they watch at the teen takes her little sister in her arms, her face hiding in her shirt.

"is she alright?" loid asks, a frown painting his features.

the [h/c] haired girl shakes her head. "let's leave, anya doesn't like places like this."

loid felt a bit guilty in hearing this. he really didn't take into account that pink haired girl would be so overwhelmed by a large crowd or yelling even.

she was only 6 years old, politics didn't matter to her. nor did the opinions of angry and bitter adults.

"let's go rest somewhere then." yor suggests, nodding the three walking away from the crowd.

it was quiet between them, anya finding comfort in her sisters warm and strong arms

the blonde man glances at them, watching as [y/n] whispers to her. he could only deduce that they were sweet promises of playing together later.

but then, he notices the sigh of relief she let out when they were finally a good distance away from the crowd.

"are you alright as well?" loid questions her, making the eldest perk up and stare at him.

"i'm fine." she lies almost expertly. "i'm just worried about anya."

but loid can't help but read through her. 'there she goes again, it's like she doesn't care a single thing about her own well being...'

if he were being completely honest, [y/n] worries him sometimes. but as if ever admit to that, everything is for the sake of the mission.

"i'm hungry!"

the sudden sound of anya's voice catches the rest of the family by surprise. "what? i thought you were tired?!" loid exclaims, making [y/n] and yor chuckle.

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THE FAMILY ARRIVES at high class restaurant, seated and ready to eat.

though it wasn't really going as
planned as one think it would

"no, anya eat the whole thing don't pick off the nuts." loid instructs his youngest who was munching loudly. "and use a fork."

he turns to his oldest who... didn't even order anything? [y/n] just sat at the table with nothing but a glass of cold water.

"do you not want to eat?" the spy questions, raising an eyebrow. "i thought you'd be hungry?"

she shakes her head and simply states, "i'm good, i'd rather not waste food until i'm actually hungry."

her statement was a bit off putting but, loid reluctantly nodded his head before turning to his wife.

yor wasn't eating as well and was engrossed by the knife that was in her hand. blush dusted her cheeks as she dragged her finger delicately against the sharp side of the knife.

"yor, you're coming off a little..." he says but notices she wasn't even listening. "never mind."

in loid's ten-odd years of being a spy, he's encountered countless dangerous missions. but this is the first time in his life that he's ever felt so utterly and truly hopeless.

in [y/n]'s pretty eyes, it was written all over his face. she pursed her lips into a thin line, holding back a cheeky smile

'i do feel bad though.' she admits, taking a sip of water. 'he's trying his best with what he can do.'

suddenly, a fork with food points towards her. it was anya, her expression was pouty. "big sister, you need to eat."

the teen's heart can't help soften a bit, "thanks peaches," and she shakes her head. "but i'm fine, just eat your food."

meanwhile, yor looked over to her husband. plainly seeing he was frustrating over something. a frown forms on her pretty lips, then she gets an idea.

"loid, how about we get some fresh air?" she suggests with a kind smile.

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LEAVING THE RESTAURANT, yor leads the family to a secluded park overlooking the town below them.

a light breeze grazed them, as they enjoyed the peaceful ambiance it gave. loid was especially in awe, not knowing there was such a place like this.

"the people look like bits of trash from up here." anya says, causing her big sister snort.

loid looks at his youngest concerned. "where did you learn that from?"

"my cartoons." she replies simply. deciding not to question it, the family goes back to enjoying the view.

"i had no idea such a park existed just outside of town." loid then adds, slightly smiling a bit.

"i don't come here often myself." yor explains, with a sweat. "but, sometimes i wander over when i'm exhausted from my job."

the dark-haired woman takes another glance at the town below, a fond expression on her face. "when i remember what i do is helping all these people it makes me think, 'let's get back to work!"

"oh but, you two probably find this
place dreadful dull, i apologize!"

"nah, don't worry about it."

"i like it! there's no big crowds!"

[y/n] takes glance at her father, who hadn't said anything. instead his focus was down below. the teen looks at the direction he's looking in and he was watching kids maybe around anya's age play on the street.

when she tried reading his mind, to her surprise, it was silent. then, there was the look in his eyes, it seemed like was missing something fondly.

seeing him like this, it gave [y/n] a new perspective on her father. 'should i be nicer to him?'

suddenly, down below and catching the family's attention. two men, rob an old women. one knocking her down and the boy he stealing inside her little cart thing.

"they took my purse!" she shrieks, as she watches the two run away, "somebody help!"

but no one in the surrounding area helps they only stare, not knowing what to do.

"she should have been more careful..." loid mutters, but his eyes go wide when yor jumps the railing to hop to ground level faster.

"YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT THEIF!"

"holy crap, she's athletic!" [y/n] blinks in surprise, smiling a bit.

the blonde sighs, having seeing no other choice but to help. he puts his fedora back on and turns to his eldest. "damnit, [y/n] lets help her."

"RIGHT!"

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WITH ANYA IN loid's arms, the three run in a assumed direction where the two thieves might had gone.

[y/n] leans over the railing, seeing a big crowd under them and she grits her teeth. "damnit, they might have blended into the crowd."

'i'm sorry, yor, but you probably won't be able to find him now.' loid thinks, his eyes narrowed.

in hearing his thoughts, the girls don't give up their search, they were gonna see this through until the end.

anya looks over at the crowd and takes a risk in using her powers. other people's thoughts flowed into her head, growing louder and louder. until it becomes too much for her and she gets a bloody nose and feels extremely dizzy.

loid notices this and becomes concerned. "oh, again?!" he mumbles, grabbing a handkerchief to clean her nose.

'man, that old crone was loaded.'

'that hag was such an easy target!'

in hearing this, the two sisters perk up and look over to see where the thoughts were coming from. they were able to spot the two thieves, walking among the crowd.

'found you!' [y/n] thinks, a cocky smirk forming on her lips.

"papa!" anya exclaims turning to her father, who was surprised by her sudden call.

"what is it?" he asks, confused a bit.

the young girl sudden points down towards the nearest store which happens to be a cake shop. "big sister and i want to eat cake!"

loid sweats, puzzled at her declaration. "what!? we just left the restaurant?"

"no, you old fart!" [y/n] butts in, "by the cake shop!" that's when the man notices that the two distinct figures walking by the cake shop.

his eyes narrow, locking in on the two men. 'they changed clothes, but it's not so easy to change the way you walk. don't think you'll get away from me that easily.'

"loid!" yor calls, finally joining them again.

"mama's here!"

quickly, the spy puts anya down while taking off his hat and putting it on her head. "yor, look after anya for me."

then he turns to the teen, "[y/n], you aren't afraid heights of are you?"

"do pigs fly, old man?" she exclaims with a smile, running ahead. "i'm already five steps ahead of you!"

loid can't help but grin a bit and runs after her. and so, the father and daughter chase after the thieves themselves, together.

in a professional fashion, the two jumped high the from railing right above the men.

[y/n] brought her leg down with a manic smile. while loid took a more predator like approach to capture his target.

SMASH!

in a flash, the two were on the ground, restraining the men with their abnormal strength and effectively knocking them out.

the teen placed her foot on the thief's neck and back, "open wide bastard..."

"...dinner is served." loid cooly follows, grabbing the purse back from his target.

the father and daughter look at each other with proud smiles on their faces and compulsively high-fived each other.

they then blink, realizing everyone in the area was staring at them. clearly confused as to why the two just fell from the sky all of sudden.

'a spy must never draw attention to himself.'

the two glanced at each other, with a sweat. now knowing they didn't think this through all the much. so, to save themselves from any suspicion, [y/n] reluctantly steps forward.

"uh, these two are purse thieves." she starts pointing to the men, knocked out. "so, like, call the police or something."

then swiftly, she grabs her dad's hand, dragging herself and him away from the scene.

⨳ 𓏲˖ 💭 ˖ ࣪ 🥜 ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.

THE FAMILY WERE able to return the purse and take the old lady to a nearby hospital.

"thank you so much. what would i have done without you." the old woman says with a smile, rapidly shaking yor's hand.

feeling flustered, yor gestures to loid. "oh, well. it was actually my, uh... husband who got your purse back."

"don't look at me." the spy dismisses. "i would have never pursued him if not for you, yor."

the old lady doesn't hesitate to shake his hand, thanking him as well. "you're a good man, sir."

loid was going to once again put down his own action until he is reminded of words said by someone long ago. a thought that plagues him daily.

"you are heroes without shadows. you and your fellow agents do great deeds that never see the light of day."

his cheeks flush a bit, as the lady once again says thank you again. 'well, i suppose, there's nothing wrong with a little gratitude now and then.'

[y/n] scoffs a bit, holding anya in her bandaged arms. 'what a softie.'

then, loid turns to his wife, "thank you, yor." he smiles a bit as she looked at him curious.

"today really put the wind back in my sails. now, i know what you mean by that 'let's get back to work' feeling, you spoke of." he expresses, gratefully.

the two look at each other, tints of blush dusting their cheeks, eyes bright and small smiles plastered on faces.

"so, are you two gonna kiss, or?" [y/n] questions sarcastically with an eyebrow raised, gaining their attention.

"we are not!" the quickly say, turning to the teen in flustered anger making her crack a smile.

anya then follows up, "mama and papa are flirting!"

her declaration makes her big sister laugh, while their parents deny it once again.

"anyways, why don't we get any thanks? i took down the guy too!?" the oldest exclaims, while the youngest agrees frantically.

anya waves her arms, grabbing their attention, "yeah! that's right!"

"fair point." loid agrees with a amused grin as his eldest passes her sister for their dad to hold. "if it weren't for your stomach and your big sister's strength, we wouldn't have caught them. good work you two."

the old lady that was with them watch the family of four in adoration, giggling a bit at their banter and dynamic. in doing so, her laughter catches their attention, all of them wondering what was wrong.

"WHAT A WONDERFUL FAMILY YOU ARE."

⨳ 𓏲˖ 💭 ˖ ࣪ 🥜 ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.

WITH THE SUN already setting, the family decide to go back home and retire for the day.

yor was in the kitchen preparing drinks for everyone, anya wanted hot coco, [y/n] asked for [fav flavor] tea and loid needed his usual black coffee.

"girls, come here." the blonde man calls from his seat in the living room. "let's try practicing for the interview again."

his two daughter don't hesitate to join him in the living room, seated on the sofa. anya taking her spot on [y/n] lap for the moment.

"all right, anya! what do you do on your days off!" he questions dramatically.

this time with confidence, she answers. "i go to the opera and art museums and eat at fancy restaurants!"

loid can't help but feel a little proud that she answered correctly this time around. so, he asks her another question.

"if you saw a friend do something bad, how
would you react?"

she thinks for a moment, inspired by what she saw her father and big sister do today. "i'd jump him and make him eat the pavement."

"oh my god—" [y/n] immediately snorts, covering her mouth to hide her giggling.

"hmm." the spy sulks in his chair, hiding his face with his clipboard. "forget you saw that today."

'yup, this is hopeless. i'm done.'

yor walks over with a tray with their drinks ready and begins to set them on the coffee table, while anya jumps down from [y/n]'s lap to her father.

"papa, you and big sister were so cool!" she exclaims, raising her arms in excitement.

the dark haired women couldn't help but agree. "they were pretty cool, weren't they?"

as anya made sound effect noises, loid and [y/n] couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed that the other two praised them so much.

yor hands her eldest daughter her [fav flavor] tea as she replies with a quiet thank you in return.

soon, all three of them sat on the sofa, enjoying their delicious drinks that were prepared.

"hot coca is the best." anya hums in delight making, yor and [y/n] smile a bit.

loid watches the three become closer from when the day started. he thinks back at the words said by the old lady they helped today.

'well, i suppose if she saw us that way...' he muses with a sigh, grabbing his own cup to drink his coffee. '...then we've made progress. barely 1% of the way, but progress.'

"WHAT A WONDERFUL FAMILY YOU ARE."

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