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They pull up to the stadium of A-Train's race, everyone with a pair of shades of on and a badge around their necks. Bellamy's knee bounces up and down as he can feel Cass's eyes staring daggers at him through the rearview mirror.

This was not what Cass had in mind for 'getting some.' And she's paired with Butcher, but when she said she'd rather shoot herself in the foot and Bellamy muttered 'do it then' she slammed his face, yet again, into the dashboard.

She heard M.M. whisper to Butcher, asking what made him think it was a good idea for "those two' to be in the same proximity as each other again? To which Butcher replied that she was a great asset, and a part of the team, that they needed her.

As Cass, Butcher, Bellamy, and Frenchie exit the van Butcher places his earpiece in, handing one to Cass as him and Frenchie exchange a nod before going their separate ways, Bellamy's back already to him.

"Do you think you can make it through this without killing anybody, hmm?" Butcher leans over to Cass as they walk.

"Why don't you try me and find out?" She grins, staring straight ahead as she sticks her earpiece in.

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Cass pushes past the sweaty crowd of pathetic people here to watch this stupid shit as her and Butcher go on opposite sides of the aisle, M.M. further down Butcher's section.

Meanwhile, Frenchie and Bellamy crawl their way through the ducts as Hughie plays reporter, everyone in positions.

Frenchie's eyes light up he comes across A-Train standing in the locker room and he nods his head for Bellamy to stop. They watch as a man talks to A-Train before they exit and they glance at each other.

Outside, Homelander flashes up on the scoreboard and everyone starts to cheer causing Cass's attention to move to the screen, peering up through her sunglasses.

"Hey, who's ready to see a race?" Homelander turns to the camera and the crowd roars. "Huh? Let's hear it for my boy A-Train. All right." He chuckles.

Cass snorts at the utter bullshit as the announcer asks everyone to rise for the national anthem.

Afterwards, they finally announce A-Train and begin playing entrance music as he emerges onto the field with his entourage and blows kiss to the crowd as Cass, Butcher, and M.M. glance around, side to side.

"All right, Frenchie, Bellamy, find it. You're in the clear." Butcher speaks lowly and it sounds through everyone's earpiece.

Frenchie quickly pushes the vent off and Bell hands him the rope he throws out. Frenchie is almost all the way down and Bellamy is about to start climbing down when Starlight opens the door to the locker room and they both freeze.

"Annie? Hi!" Hughie calls out to her and she freezes.

"Hughie? From the bench the other day?" Her mouth falls open as Frenchie stares at the door before quickly looking up at a wild-eyed Bellamy before snapping his head back to the door still ajar.

"You're, uh... you're Starlight." Hughie steps over to her, glancing in the locker room quickly before Starlight slowly releases the door and it begins to shut. "That's... How did I not realize that?"

"It's actually kind of comforting that you didn't." She tells him as the door clicks closed.

Bellamy throws his head back exhaling as Frenchie flips down and Bellamy hurries down the rope next.

Cass's brows furrow over what she's hearing as Butcher speaks up. "Fuckin' hell, Hughie. You know Starlight?" He asks just as thinks the tech nerd knows Starlight? The shiny new member of The Seven?

Hughie pauses, clearing his throat.

"Well, Hughie, it was.. It was really nice to see you, but I should get going."

"No, Hughie, we need more time." Butcher tells him.

Cass almost wishes Starlight would go in the locker room... and blast Bellamy's ass. She let's out a sigh, then they wouldn't complete their task.

"Can I, uh, buy you an overpriced beer?" Hughie thinks quickly. He shifts leg to leg. "You know, if you've-you've if you got time."

Starlight smiles. "Throw in some overpriced nachos?" She asks him.

"Oh, I don't want to hear this." Cass mutters, shaking her head.

"Lead the way." Hughie raises a hand.

"Okay." Starlight turns away from the locker room and Hughie can finally breathe.

Bellamy taps Frenchie's shoulder and they move to A-Train's locker, both taking a bag to unzip as they pilfer through.

"No V." Frenchie informs the rest. "Must have hid it somewhere else."

"Arg, damn it!" Bellamy kicks the lockers.

"Are you serious?" Cass hisses.

"Well, fucking find it, Frenchie." Butcher snaps. "Bellamy, cool it."

Cass's jaw clenches in annoyance.

Bellamy nods to Frenchie and they spread out, hastily moving from locker to locker digging through bags.

Frenchie slams a bag down, looking up at Bell who shakes his head.

"Bad news." Frenchie says. "No V."

"Great. We're fucked." Butcher let's out.

On the other hand... Hughie and Starlight are sitting down away from everything, sharing nachos as she vents about how being in The Seven is different than she thought it would be.

"I don't know... if they really want you to be a hero." She admits to Hughie. "I think they just want you to look like one."

A bulb goes off in Hughie head as he pauses to think for a moment before reaching down to his back pocket, he pushes a button and static buzzes.

Cass sighs as they announce A-Train's opponent and comes bouncing out.

"I've got eyes on A-Train." Butcher speaks up, glancing through his small binoculars, watching A-Train tweak. "He's totally jacked. He must've shot up the V." He sighs. "We missed it."

Cass clicks her tongue, wanting to rip her out for wasting her time.

M.M. pulls out his phone, swiping through frame by frame of Popclaw's apartment. He finds her in the living room, unzipping a small burgundy bag.

"I'm out of here. I'll check in later." M.M. tells them.

That was an option?! Cass thinks to herself.

"Where the hell you going?" Butcher asks.

M.M. stares at the screen for a moment before slipping his sunglasses back on. "Just gonna see about a girl." He says.

Cass stretches her head up over the sea of people, watching M.M. move past his row before her eyes drift up to Homelander. She raises her brows before letting out a smug noise, and starts pushing her way through her own row, ignoring the complaints as she follows M.M. out.

"You going to check on Pop-bitch or you playing hooky?" She calls out to him, pulling her glasses to the top of her head.

M.M. stops, sighing through his nose. "You coming or you just gonna stand there?" He asks her and she grins, patting him on the shoulder as she passes him.'

"Well then, let's go." She snaps her fingers at him and M.M. shakes his head before catching up.

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Hey, heyyyy!! Welcome back to the new Moronic Morosis Tuesday's <3

I just had to have Cass leave with M.M. as my girl was SO done at that point lmao. I cannot wait to write more of this duo!!

Also, Cass smashing Bellamy's face into things is my new fav lmao, he should be glad she hasn't slit his throat at this point, just sayinggg!!

Anywaysss, hope y'all enjoyed this chapterrr!! I forgot how funny it was Frenchie just hanging there mid-air as Starlight was about to step in lmaooo, adding Bellamy into the mix was too fun hahaha.

Next chap will be the last of this episode btw!! Then onto episode 4!! Soooo... until then... mwah!! ;)