Lowkey might make a fic out of this, anyway, enjoy with a hint of crackfic:

"Here we are, live at the scene, where citizens claim to have spotted the vigilante popularly known as "Bee-Chi". Officials say she was spotted stopping a robbery by repeatedly beating the robbers until police officers were present. I'm Tabitha Conners, CLV News."

Rockabiee scoffed as she slurped her cup of instant noodles. "So much for a new life." She said turning her head to her roommate. Sketches smiled and rolled her eyes. "I wonder who she is?" She muttered. "I don't." The braided haired girl replied. Sketches rose a brow. Rockabiee simply shrugged.

"It's not that I don't like her, just her tactics, is all." Sketches hummed in response. "Fair enough." 

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"For the love of God, Sketches, you do not need to kill off every character in your story." Rockabiee said, moving the shopping cart. "Oh but I do." Sketches smirked  as she placed a loaf of bread inside. As the two jokingly bickered, Sketches noticed the store's TV had started a breaking news. "Hey, look." She said, gesturing to the screen. 

"Breaking News: We have just received word that the Rouplite jewel has been reported stolen. Though police have not found any leads for a suspect, the museum where the jewel was displayed has been put on automatic lockdown. I'm Tabitha Conners, CLV News." 

Glaring at the tv above her, Rockabiee groaned and turned to Sketches. "Do we have to?" She asked in a whiny tone. Sketches simply shrugged. "It is getting boring laying on the couch all day, come on." She said, dragging her dramatic friend towards the checkout. 

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As two boots stepped in front of the Museum of Rare Jewels, Rockabiee glanced at the red and blue lights meters away from her. Leaning against the car of red and blue, three police officers laughed and shoved donuts in their mouths while chugging down bottles of beer. 'So much for security'  Rockabiee thought, rolling her eyes as she pressed a finger to her ear. "Middle Child to Mother Anon, do you copy?" She spoke into the wireless earpiece. A moment passed by. "I thought we talked about the code names, 'Biee," Sketches finally said on the other end.

Playfully rolling her eyes, the dark skinned girl walked closer to the building, grabbing onto a rusty ladder and making her way up. The action had been easier since she was a lot more flexible due to her attire. Dressed in a sleeveless, heather purple crop top and black punk shorts stuffed with pocket knives in each pocket, Rockabiee was able to reach the rooftop in a breeze.

Fortunately, the museum's roof was glass, making it easier to form a big enough circle with a small lipstick laser Sketches had made for her for self defense. Pulling out the glass, she placed her finger to her ear again. "Okay, you got a map of the museum?" She asked. "Yeah, you're actually pretty close to the section that displays the Rouplite." Nodding, she fell feet first into the room, landing on her feet. "Huh, how cliche." She heard Sketches mumble into the earpiece. "What's up?" Her friend asked. "Turn around." Following her instruction, her eyebrows rose at the laser beams jumbled together. "Do you want me to disable it or-" Sketches started. "No, no, no, no, no, I'm prepared for this shit." Rockabiee said, bringing her hair into a ponytail.

"Rockabiee please don't do this..." Sketches tiredly pleaded, not wanting to head to the hospital this late. The braided haired girl ignored her friend's plea and knelt down just below the last laser. "Hm...eight inches..." She muttered. Finally, she sucked in as much as she could, lied on her back and pushed herself through the first few lasers. When she was halfway through and able to stand, she stuck her leg in between two lasers. Pausing for a moment, she took a deep breath and leapt into a kneeling position, a small laser barely grazing her arm. Staring at the last few beams, she chose to duck and roll.

Finally standing up, she bowed slightly let out a breath. "See, not so bad." She said into the ear piece. The girl could practically Sketches rubbing the bridge of her nose under her golden glasses. Looking around, she admired the precious jewels that gleamed in the moonlight that peered through the glass. One gem in particular caught her attention. It may have been because it was directly under the light from the hole she made, but the purple gem looked so captivating.

The braided haired girl let her legs take over as she slowly stepped closer to the jewel in front of her, mouth slightly agape. "Beautiful, isn't it?" A voice said suddenly said, causing Rockabiee to snap her head towards the source of the voice only to be slammed against the glass that surrounded the jewel.

Glaring at whoever was trapping her, Rockabiee's eyes widened at the malicious mocha eyes glaring at her startled lavender ones. With a sharp blade pressing softly into her neck, the braided haired girl tried to keep her breathing steady. The girl in front of her giggled. "So you're the Armorless Knight?" She asked with a playful smile. 

Ignoring her tone, Rockabiee pushed up her leg and kicked her attacker's knee and used that moment to twist her arm, take the knife and flip her over onto the ground, leaving the shorter brunette defenseless. Twisting her arm around her back, she took this moment to take a good look at the girl. 

Her curly brown hair was now a bit scattered across the floor, a few sticking to the sweaty part of her forehead. Around her neck was a fleecy collar just above her striped yellow and black shirt. The cuffs of her sleeves were circled with the same fur. "Bee-chi..?" She muttered, now noticing the obvious antennas and wings confirming her speculation. "Ding, Ding, Ding!" She replied in a sing-songy tone. Loosening the grip she had on her arm, she allowed the girl to sit up and rub her wrist a bit. "I see you live up to your name..." She muttered with a snicker. 

"So, you wanna tell me why you're here in the middle of the night at a locked museum?" She asked suspiciously, standing up and reaching to help her up. "You first." She said, dusting of her furry skirt and readjusting her stinger on her lower back. Rockabiee rose an eyebrow and sighed. The girl seemed weirdly interesting, but she was tired and wanted to get her search over with. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from her earpiece. "Rockabiee, you okay?" Sketches asked, a bit concerned, catching the attention of both girls.

Pressing her finger softly against the piece, she reassured her friend, "Yeah, I'm good." Letting go of the ear piece, she instead turned her head to the faint sound of footsteps growing closer and closer. To her surprise, a worried Sketches appeared from the shadows. Noticing Bee-chi staring at her, her eyebrows furrowed as she looked between the two. "Who..?" She mumbled to her friend who explained the encounter that had just occurred.

"Ohh, you're the pretty lady I saw buying yeast yesterday." Both girls turned to see the bee-like vigilante admiring the Sketches. Blinking at the compliment, she turned her attention back to Rockabiee. "I think the cops heard the noise, we gotta go." She warned. The tall brunette sighed in satisfaction. "Don't have to tell me twice." She said, already heading for the second exit, only to stop mid-run when she heard something creak open. 

Slowly turning her head to the noise, she narrowed her eyes with her mouth agape as she stared at Bee-chi whistling while taking out the pretty purple jewel she spotted. Upon spotting both Rockabiee and now Sketches staring at her, she simply nodded her head and mumbled 'Evening to you two' and suddenly disappeared into thin air.

"What the-" Rockabiee said, looking around. "Bro, that bumblebee bitch stole my gem!" She exclaimed, placing her hands on her hips. Sketches rolled her eyes at the 'my gem' part. While the lavender eyed girl complained, the exit door suddenly burst open to reveal a tall male silhouette, his soft-looking hair flowing in the wind. If Sketches hadn't immediately taken Rockabiee's hand, causing them to turn invisible, Rockabiee would have been fangirling. 

"Invisible bracelet?"

"Mhm."

Both girls stood very still as the the male, the Summoner, slowly walked into the museum, scanning his blue eyes across the room. Sketches, who eyed him carefully, heard a faint buzzing around her. Looking around her, she reached out and grabbed an atom sized Bee-chi, who almost immediately grew back to her original size, causing all three girls to fall on top of each other, leaving them visible to the Summoner.

Snapping his head towards them, or rather, the glistening jewel, he summoned a large sword and pointed it at Bee-chi. "You gonna hand it over, so this can end quick and easy." The bee vigilante scoffed. "Why don't you pry it from my COLD, SHARP-ASS HANDS, BITCH!!" She cursed, rolling to the side and holding the large gemstone to her chest. Pushing herself up, she kicked the sword out of the male's hands, and instead, caught it mid-air, pointing it at both of them.

"Okay, I am not playing with either of you-HAND OVER THE FUCKING JEWEL!!" Rockabiee screamed, both tired and in need of a pretty looking jewel. Summoning another sword, the fluffy haired brunette backed up. "Aren't you supposed to be on my side??" He asked, gesturing to, well, both of them. "FUCK THAT!!' The two replied simultaneously. Sketches, who had a deadpan expression to all of this, noticed the ground under her and the trio was beginning to glow in a scarily red color.

"Fuck.." She muttered. Suddenly, a vile creature shot up from the ground, small rubble following her. "SHUT.THE.FUCK.UP!!" The demon looking creature shrieked, her sharp fangs visible. 

Bonus: "Bro, do you hear something?" The security cop asked, sipping his beer

"Nah, it's probably nothing." A second cop replied, stuffing his face with another jelly-filled donut.