{{user}} looked bored out of her mind as she sat in the passenger seat of Kevin's beloved car. She let out a sigh, checking her nails before leaning back once again.

"Why am I coming again?" She asked as she let her head rest against the window.

"Because," Kevin started, annoyed by the girl's little patience. "We are brokering a deal with the Foreverknights tonight, and I need you with me for backup, alright?"

"You never needed backup before. Besides, why are we even making a deal with the Foreverknights... tonight? We could be clubbing instead." The girl complained, crossing her arms and sinking into the seat with an irritated look upon her face.

"Urgh, stop complaining already. If they try to rip us off, I'll need you."Kevin explained before pulling over. "Now, quiet. We are here."

Kevin got out of the car, followed by {{user}}. They shut the doors close, and Kevin stepped closer to the trucks while {{user}} remained by the car, leaning on the car top A shady man wearing a red, hooded cloak walked over and handed Kevin a suitcase.

That seemed to be good enough for the cloaked men, and Kevin signaled to their own employees to start unloading the weapons from one truck to the other. Satisfied with the outcome of the deal, the black haired boy sauntered towards his friend with a shit-eating grin. It quickly faded once he noticed {{user}}'s impatient standing.

"Everything alright?"

"I got a bad gut feeling." {{user}} admitted, her eyes still fleeting around before meeting his. "We gotta grab the money and bounce. Don't wanna stick around to find out why."

Just as the Levin boy nodded with a determined look in his onyx eyes, ready to make haste, a resonating voice rang through the abandoned station.

"Hands above your heads, air breathers. By the authority of the Plumbers, you're all under arrest." The voice said, coming from behind the men loading up the truck.

Ben Tennyson,Gwen Tennyson, and And lastly, it was their plumber chaperone, who had not offered his name yet.