Allen left the house with Gwen, Mary Jane, and Natasha, heading to the mall, a common but suitable place for a date.
Too cliche?
Putting aside super agent Natasha Romanoff, both Gwen and Mary Jane are "normal" girls. So, Allen decided to take them on a normal date, ignoring how brazen it is to go out with three women at the same time.
...
Meanwhile, Raven and Starfire sat on a small terrace, sipping tea, waiting for Donna to finish her training.
"Is this okay?" Raven said, looking at Allen's backyard, which was quite beautiful.
She couldn't help but question reality when she realized she was at the house of a supervillain as if he were a friend.
Allen permitted them to wait for Donna there, but unfortunately, he didn't have any more time to spare for them today. After all, his Marvel girlfriends can't be in DC forever, and he planned to prioritize them on this day.
"Are you okay, don't worry, yum yum," Starfire said with her mouth full.
Raven frowned. While the situation was surreal, it didn't help that Starfire was gobbling up snacks as if there were no tomorrow.
"Are you okay with that? What happened to not forgiving evil?" Raven replied disdainfully. Her friend, if you can call her that, is just an idiot to feel so comfortable in this place.
Starfire choked and gulped down her tea in one gulp, then looked pitifully at Raven.
"They're just too delicious!" Starfire exclaimed tears in her eyes.
Starfire knew she was right, but Allen's snacks had won her over.
"Don't you have any pride? Well, I shouldn't be the one to say that..."
Raven hadn't tried any of the food out of caution, but after considering it for a moment, she concluded that if Allen wanted to do something to them, he didn't need to use a method like this.
Raven sighed, took off her hood, and picked up a small muffin from the table. She opened her lips and tasted it, feeling a surge in her taste buds, and her eyes lit up.
"Heheh~" Starfire had a mocking smile as she looked at her. "Miss Raven, how was the flavor?"
Starfire's gaze annoyed Raven, who blushed a little. She wasn't like this, but today she can't help but feel embarrassed for one reason or another and is already fed up. Raven used her magic to throw a cake at Starfire's face.
Starfire was shocked but didn't explode. Instead, she took a cake to throw back at Raven but couldn't. Her hand trembled, and her will faltered at the thought of wasting such a delicacy, so she ate it.
"Don't waste food!" Starfire said angrily as she continued eating.
Raven leaned on the table and sighed, then closed one eye as she looked at Allen through a crow made of magic.
'He's a very mysterious man... there are contradictory forces within him and unknown powers... maybe he... no, what am I thinking, he's a villain, why would he help me?'
Raven has a problem well known to all, her father Trigon.
Trigon is an interdimensional demon with immense power and a malevolent nature. His appearance is that of a giant red-skinned and horned figure, quite close to the classic devil everyone knows. Trigon is Raven's father, but not by choice. That monster abused Mother Raven and got her pregnant.
His goal is to invade this plane of existence through his children, in this case, Raven. She constantly struggles to contain him, but over time, it becomes more difficult. Raven knows that someday she won't be able to contain him and seeks a way to do so.
Raven decided to spy on Allen for a while. 'It seems like this man is keeping more secrets than he appears to have.'
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Two policemen were having coffee in their patrol car; they were quite relaxed that day. Both looked at the lively streets with joy.
"It's quite peaceful today, sir," a young policeman smiled at his companion, a fifty-year-old man with a lot of gray hair. These two are the policemen who were going to arrest Allen the time he met Zatanna.
"It's unbelievable, seeing the number of monsters covering the sky, I thought it was the end of the world," commented the old man with melancholy. He had seen many things in his years of service, but this time he felt it was truly the end.
"Perhaps due to the invasion, the criminals have no intention of doing bad things. There has only been a third of the incident reports," the young policeman nodded as he drank his coffee, the old man smiled and was infected by his young partner's positivity.
"If every day were like this, I could retire and leave the police force."
"Don't say that yet, you still have to train me more, old man."
"Hahaha..."
Both watched as a car with a broken taillight passed by and they turned on the siren.
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Allen drove through the streets of Gotham towards the mall, dressed casually in pants and a black shirt. Next to him was Natasha, mostly dressed in black, Mary Jane behind them with jeans and a blouse, and Gwen with a skirt and jacket.
They were all dressed casually and just wanted to have a quiet day.
Out of nowhere, Allen noticed a patrol car behind him.
"Honey, I told you to slow down..." Natasha sighed.
"It's not that, I'm below the speed limit," Allen replied, unconcerned; it would just be a ticket at most.
"Allen, maybe you forgot who you are here, but I don't think a policeman will let you go with just a ticket," Gwen commented as she prepared to catch the policeman with her webs.
"A..."
"What if you accelerate and we flee?" Mary Jane advised, hugging Allen from behind. "I always wanted to be in a chase!"
"If we do that, forget about the date..." He said as he rolled down the window and watched the policeman approach.
"That would be an inconvenience... you still owe us for the ring!" Natasha folded her arms as she pondered, however, she too was ready to take down the cops.
"Of course" Allen Allen nodded, he owed them a good compensation for that; he had no problem spoiling them, monetarily and emotionally.
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Allen rolled down the window, and a gray-haired policeman greeted him.
"Sir, you have a broken taillight," the policeman was in a good mood and smiled. "But today has been a peaceful morning, so how about I let you go with a warning? I see you're busy."
Allen looked at the kind man, returning the smile. "Thank you, officer; I'm really on a date and wouldn't like any trouble."
"....you!"
The policeman was startled and tried to back away, but Allen grabbed his arm. "Thank you, officer; I'm really on a date and wouldn't like any trouble."
Allen repeated the same words but with a colder look, the officer brought his hand to his gun although he was scared out of his mind.
"Listen," Allen looked at the policeman's badge, "Officer Connor, I'll tell you what will happen if you draw that gun. You'll shoot me, and it won't work, then I'll hit you unconscious and put you in your trunk. I'll do the same with your partner, and you'll both spend the rest of the day together in there."
"Ugh..."
"Oh, you can give me a ticket and let me go..." Faking that nothing happened and going on with your life..."
"I... tell me what you're planning," the policeman nervously smiled. "Kid, I'm a policeman; I can't let you go if you plan to harm innocent citizens. I'll have to get tough."
Allen saw sweat running down the man's face; it takes more than luck to serve so many years in the Gotham police force.
"Officer, as I said, I'm just going on a date; it's my day off from being an evil and apocalyptic entity."
"Ha ha... I didn't know villains took days off?"
"Only those of my caliber..."
"Seriously, you're not planning to harm any innocents!"
"No, unless they provoke me..." Allen winked at the officer. "You know, going out with three beautiful women tends to attract the under-category life forms called young masters."
"I feel sorry for anyone who crosses paths with you..."
Allen smiled genuinely this time. "Nah, I'm kind... today."
...
Allen entered one of the many clothing stores in the mall with Natasha, Gwen, and MJ.
There's a reason Allen asked them to visit this first, and it's because he planned to livestream and to avoid having the entire screen censored during their visit to the underwear stores, Allen asked them to go here first.
Natasha sighed. "We thought we'd soften you up before getting to this part..."
MJ laughed. "Allen, this will be a massacre... prepare your wallet..."
Gwen laughed "My mother told me never to easily accept gifts from a man I truly like because he'll get scared, I must wait to make him my husband and he cannot escape.
'Helen is scary' thought Allen
Allen began to regret promising to compensate them with whatever they desired. Allen opened his interface; well, one thing is for sure, he shouldn't worry about money at the moment.
[Credits +10,408,876]
Perhaps easily forgettable, but Allen can turn every credit into a dollar.
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Inside the store, a middle-aged woman approached them. Allen expected two different types of reactions: the Chinese one, which consisted of her disdainfully ignoring them, thinking they couldn't afford to pay, or her recognizing him and screaming in fear.
Unexpectedly, none of that happened; the woman simply greeted them with a friendly smile and led them through the store.
Gwen wandered and her attention was drawn to a simple white dress, matching a hat, something that a NYC girl would hardly wear. But it was suitable for a trip.
Allen approached and hugged her from behind; Gwen jumped at this but only blushed, not pulling away.
"Why don't you try it on?"
"I don't know, it's not my style..."
"It doesn't matter; if it caught your eye and you like it, try it on."
Gwen's pretty eyes pictured herself in that dress holding Allen's hand and her face turned red. "Mmm, okay..."
Gwen asked the attendant for the dress from the mannequin to try it on. She then entered the dressing room, but not before shooting a glance at Allen, who smiled at her in response.
...
MJ approached and punched Allen in the back before hugging him from behind. "Now you can breathe."
Allen looked resentfully at the redhead. "Remember when you were too scared to speak up?"
Allen complained about MJ's attitude, but he was happy that she had lost her shyness; she no longer felt reluctant to express herself in front of him, Gwen, or Natasha. This could only mean one thing.
Mary Jane's smile grew fainter out of nowhere. "Yesterday, I got a call from a woman..."
"What?"
"She apologized for how things ended... I told her it was okay, I don't think our relationship will ever be repaired, but I told her it was okay... that thanks to her, I realized I could be happy and that I found a place to call home."
Allen hugged Mary Jane gently; Natasha was listening from the side and just sighed.
"I'm okay." MJ pulled away from Allen but wasn't crying. "I've dried my tears already; I've cried enough for those people, so don't worry."
"That's good."
Allen knew it was impossible not to feel something for his parents, no matter how unpleasant they had been in the past, but that had become a melancholic memory.
"I'm glad she called," she said with a smile. "Because it shows that any past sadness can't destroy current happiness."
Allen opened his eyes, seeing the current figure of the beautiful redhead took his breath away for a moment. Allen picked her up and began kissing her.
"Hey... we're in a store... uh❤️..."
"I'll kill anyone who bothers me..." Allen threatened, not wanting to let the girl go.
Natasha apologized to the attendant from a distance; she shook her head and winked at Natasha, indicating not to worry.
Natasha half-smiled. 'She knows...'
....
After five minutes, MJ ran past Natasha.
"Looks like you managed to stop him!" Natasha teased.
"Him... I..." MJ couldn't articulate a response; she knew that if she didn't get away from Allen, this would end up in a motel bed, which would be unfair to the other two girls.
Allen agreed.
"So why are you running away?"
"Because I didn't want to stop..." Mary whispered before rushing to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water.
Natasha stood with her mouth open for a moment before laughing. Allen approached her and blew in her ear.
Natasha lightly tapped Allen's nose. "Hey, don't do that!"
Allen shrugged. "Well, aren't you going to try something on?"
"Hehe, I was hoping you'd be available because I want your opinion..."
Allen tilted his head, he didn't have much confidence in his fashion sense but agreed to please Natasha.
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"What do you think of this? I like the black color and it goes well, but I'm not sure if it'll look good on me."
Natasha grabbed a scandalous lingerie piece that was just lines of fabric covering her intimate parts.
"Although I like this one too."
She pointed to lace lingerie in red, but the intimate area was more transparent than the rest.
Allen saw Natasha's mischievous smile, this was an attempt to embarrass him as punishment for his increasingly uninhibited recent acts.
However, to her misfortune, Allen wasn't embarrassed, he pointed to a black lingerie of the transparent dress type, with lace, it was cute and left little to the imagination.
Allen smiled and handed the lingerie to Natasha before whispering, "I'd like to see you in this dress... and without it too~"
Natasha got annoyed but also embarrassed; it was very difficult to achieve that in her, but Allen could do it because after living together for so many years, he knew her weaknesses.
"Don't regret it little pervert~" Natasha bit her lip seductively.
"I never do, Natasha" Allen looked at her with intensity and this warmed Natasha inside, she also decided to wash herself with cold water before she jumped on Allen.
...
Gwen ended up buying the dress and a lot more clothes; Mary Jane did the same, and although Natasha complained, she ended up buying a lot of clothes, including the lingerie that Allen liked.
Allen looked at the bill of over 100k dollars and felt like he was being ripped off, but remembering the type of prestige store he had entered he reluctantly accepted it.
Allen made a half-smile. "Excuse me, don't you have a discount for evil entities?"
...
Allen left the store while putting all the clothes in his inventory; Allen couldn't believe that the girls had their inventories almost full, so he stored the clothes.
"We need bigger inventories, Honey," MJ complained without guilt.
"I'll see what I can do," said Allen. Although inventories only have three cubic meters, which is equivalent to a hundred cubic feet, it's not a small amount of space either.
Allen turned around only to see the girls' looks; he knew he would be scolded if he mentioned this topic.
...
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While Allen worried, two different and dangerous situations were unfolding.
Back at Allen's New York apartment, Artoria, Wednesday and Rebecca stared at the large family box in front of them.
"I guess we have another sister Hahaha" Rebecca joked at this situation.
"..." Wednesday was silent.
They knew it was a new doll, but this came unexpectedly. Artoria frowned as she felt a sensation that something wasn't right this time.
Rebecca and Wednesday knelt, feeling weak.
What the fuck is this?!" Rebecca shouted in annoyance.
Wednesday looked at Artoria asking for her opinion.
"Someone is stealing their vitality..."
Artoria immediately created a shield for the two girls, but it was already too late; the new doll had absorbed enough vitality to awaken.
The Lion King grabbed both girls and jumped out the window; immediately, an explosion occurred, and Allen's apartment was destroyed.
"Hahaha... seems like I'm not dead after all..."
A woman stepped heavily on the ground as she looked at New York. "This world is different... now where is the man I must obey? I'll kill him..."
Allen's fear came true, and a dangerous and hostile doll arrived.
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In DC, something similar was happening; a space motorcycle carrying a gray man with a metalhead appearance entered the atmosphere while he drank a beer.
"Let's see where my target is this time."
Lobo, the space mercenary assassin, immortal, with enough strength to stand up to Superman, has never failed a job, and his target this time is...
"To kill a demon named Walker... well, it's been a while since I killed demons, maybe I should visit hell one of these days Hahaha!"
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