Peeping Tom (ft. Jurriaan and Allie)

[Leaf Fi]

Scenario


Our favourite Dutchman encounters Allie changing out of her Bike Hero clothes and hilarity ensues.


Time


Sometime in the near future


Location


West District


@theglassangel

 

[Leaf Fi]

"Waar heb ik zette mijn tas...?" The blond male grumbled as he opened his locker, sighing as his lost messenger bag wasn't there either. While the vast majority of students had left for the day, Jurriaan had found himself endlessly wandering the corridors of RSHS in a vain attempt to find his school bag. Who knew that flirting with someone for a minute and taking them to the door would result in forgetting everything you were doing before? Sighing as he shut his locker, the young man's shoulders slouched as his optimism began to run out. He was pretty sure he had checked everywhere, so where could the bag be...? Rubbing the back of his neck, Jurriaan forced his feet to slide forward to continue the search.


'Three more rooms...' He muttered internally with a sigh. 'Three more rooms then I give up.'


First room was a fail: nothing at all but a nice view outside. Pouting, Jurriaan exited before moving across the hall to the adjacent door and opened it before quietly stepping in. Surprisingly, there was someone else there with her back to him. It definitely caught him off guard, and as his mind began to wander as to why she was there and if he should venture further into the room, he didn't realise he was kinda... Just staring at her. 


@theglassangel

 

[theplasticdemon]

Come on, goddammit! Allie cursed. She had to go shopping in the convenience store before the meeting started! Hurriedly taking the doorway that everyone deemed 'haunted' it was practically deserted. It was also where she changed clothes. After she had cleared out the delinquents in the area with her hammer and bike, they had left this for herself. It didn't even happen all too often, only when she caused a sufficient amount of chaos beforehand and needed to disguise herself. This, unfortunately was the case for 7/11.


Little did she know, Allie would be expecting a visitor.


As he watched on, Allie was just doing her thing. Unbuttoning her shirt and taking off her bottoms, she exchanged them for a pink dress that her mother had given her. Yes, she literally had to give them to her like some sort of fashion intervention. Taking out her locket out of her shirt, it rested nicely on her neck. Taking off her worn out sneakers, she replaced them with white flats. Letting down her hair, she removed her hair tyes and headband, though her glasses were still on. As she turned around to face the other way, Allie took off her glasses.


And then she screamed.


It was that guy again. He was a fellow crime fighter... and her secret identity had been revealed. And so had her superman-patterned panties and bra! This was so embarrassing... "U-Uhhhh... th-this is a dream! A dream! You saw nothing! Nothing at all, hahaha! Dreams are so weeeeeird!" Allie touched her hair and pretended to laugh it off. She even shoved her glasses in her bag. The green eyed girl walked closely and waved her hand in front of his face. "Dreeeeaaaammyyyyy!"