The socially awkward villain's furry superpower

Trinity was having a great time.

She never imagined that going to school and learning could be so interesting.

One of her clones was stuffing several boxes of crayons into a bag hidden under her clothes, while another clone sneaked into Stephy's mother's room across the hall and was rummaging through the drawers.

Despite Stéphane's mother's conservative attire, there were some strange and unusual things hidden in her wardrobe.

“Trinity!” Athena snapped in a low voice.

"It's not good to make that kind of shushing sound. It's too strange and it's easy for people to notice that someone is sneaking around, and it's also quite impolite to shush at others." "What's wrong?" Trinity, who was pushing Stephy's wheelchair, asked.

Steffie protested their plan to buy ice cream, but her protest was rather weak, mostly just muttering and grumbling. She didn't really care, otherwise she would have protested loudly.

Athena glanced down the corridor, then turned back. "Where are you?" she asked.

Trinity's eyes widened. "I'm right here?"

“You know what I mean,” Athena said. “We can’t leave any of you behind, hurry up.”

Trinity smiled happily. Big sister Athena didn't want to leave out a third of Trinity, which warmed her heart, just like the feeling she got when eating spicy junk food. "Okay, all my clones are here!"

Teddy pushed open the door to Stephy's mother's room, and the others followed her in. Trinity slipped out of the closet. She didn't find anything truly interesting inside. What boring person wouldn't hide some snacks in their bedroom?

"How do I open this door?" Teddy muttered in a low voice.

“I’ll do it,” Trinity said. She slipped to the French door, unfastened the latches, and opened it.

Getting Stéphane out was a bit tricky. Her amazing wheelchair with wheels couldn't quite get through the doorway, and it took all the girls working together, pushing and shuffling, to finally get it through.

Teddy's fingers got stuck between the wheelchair and the door, and she swore a string of profanities that would make even the boss blush. Finally, they got Stephy out of the room and into Stephy's backyard.

There's no swimming pool or anything like that in the backyard, not even a single toy. It's such a boring backyard.

One of them, Trinity, wanted to look at the trash cans, but they were the tall, black kind with little wheels on the back.

This trash can is terrible because if she tilts it back to look inside, the whole can might tip over, and if she tries to jump in, the lid might slam shut like a big mouth, trapping her inside.

In short, Trinity gave the backyard a failing grade, and the trash can an even lower score. There was even that… that discriminatory… she squinted… that unfriendly sticker with a raccoon circled in red and crossed out.

“Okay, how do I get to the ice cream shop from here?” Teddy asked.

“It’s just a few blocks away,” Stephy said. She pointed to the right, towards the front of the house.

"The only way out of the backyard is that path, right?" Athena asked.

The yard was surrounded by a fence, and there was a door on the left side of the house. "Yes," Steffie said.

“Yes, we can’t take that road. If we do, we’ll have to pass right in front of the house, and there are windows in the front of the house,” Athena said.

“Wow,” Trinity said, “that’s a clever idea. So how do we get there?”

“We have to go around from the other side,” Athena said, “around this block, and then back to the ice cream shop.”

“Great!” Teddy said. She grabbed the handle on the back of Stephy’s wheelchair and started pushing. “Let’s go!”

Trinity ran ahead to open the door, then ran to the corner in front of the house to check if anyone was around. "Nobody's here!" she said to the person next to the others.

"How did you know?" Stéphane asked.

“Because I watched it,” Trinity said proudly.

Steffie frowned at Trinity, but they had already reached the sidewalk and everyone was jogging, so she didn't have time to ask any more questions. "Are we walking a little too fast?" Steffie asked.

"We don't want to stay outside for too long. What if the boss comes out?"

"Who's the boss?" Stéphane asked.

“Uh, nobody’s talking about the eldest sister, I’m talking about Emily,” Teddy said.

“The vice-leader might cause trouble too,” Athena said.

"And who's the deputy boss?" Stephy asked. "These names are really strange."

“Nobody said anything,” Teddy said. “Don’t worry, we’ll be fine after we turn the corner.”

As she crossed the street, Stephy screamed. "Don't you all look where you're going?!" she exclaimed. "You should look both ways before crossing the street!"

"What are you looking at?" Teddy asked.

"Looking at the car!"

Teddy snorted. "Why are you afraid of cars?" she asked.

Trinity shook her head and nudged her slightly larger bear sister (Teddy)'s arm. "Cars are terrible. More raccoons die in car accidents every year than from any other cause."

Honestly, if a car is coming towards you, there's no way to stop it from hitting you. So if you see a car coming, the best thing to do is stand still.

“What?” Stephy asked. “No! If you look to both sides, you won’t be blocking the car’s way, and it won’t hit you.”

Trinity frowned. "But what if I'm crossing the street and a car comes along after that?"

“Then go back to the sidewalk!” Steffie said.

"That doesn't make sense. Just stand still. The car will only see you when you move."

Stella snorted angrily, "Cars don't have eyes."

Trinity, who was walking ahead of Steffie, turned around and started walking backwards. She pointed to the front of a car parked on the side of the road.

The buildings nearby are all the kind of houses that look almost identical, so there are a lot of cars parked on the roadside.

The car she was pointing to clearly had two large, eye-like parts on the front, and a large, mouth-like recessed area. That's the part that could hit a raccoon.

"That's just... uh, something my mom told me when I had a nightmare. Sometimes the brain sees faces where there aren't any. Cars don't have eyes, you know."

“Of course, of course.” Trinity knew exactly what she was doing.

They arrived at a street a block away from Steffie's house and stopped at an intersection. "Which way now?" Athena asked.

Steffie pointed. "This way. Are we really going to do this? If we go back now, we can say we just went for a walk."

Athena chuckled softly, "We're just going for a walk, a walk to the ice cream shop."

“Don’t worry, girl, we’ll take you home soon!” Teddy said.

“Don’t call me ‘girl’! I might be older than you,” Steffie said.

"How did you know?" Teddy retorted.

"I'm taller than you."

"You don't!"

"That's because I'm sitting."

Trinity grinned and ran along the sidewalk with her arms outstretched. She loved being outside. There was sunshine, interesting smells, and right now she was with some of her favorite people.

Perhaps one of her clones could go back to Steffie's house and get a few hugs from the eldest. That would be perfect.

However, in that case, she would have to take turns so that all her clones could have ice cream.

Finally, they arrived at the ice cream shop, a small shop on a street corner with a bright red roof.

Trinity read out the words on the sign one by one, which was quite easy for her, since she had three mouths and could pronounce all the syllables at the same time.

The signboard read "Miss Kohler's Shop" in large, winding letters. Next to it was a glowing ice cream cone, and a small line of people was waiting in front of the shop.

There weren't many people! They'll be in line soon!

Trinity skipped and hopped to the front of the line, followed by her sisters and Steffie.

“Oh, we can see the price now,” Athena said. “Trinity, how much money do you have?”

Trinity shrugged and then handed all her wallets to Athena, including the wallet of the person in front of them in line.

Athena took out all the banknotes and then returned the wallet. "Can I have one?" Trinity asked, pointing to the banknotes.

She took a few green (dollar bills), stuffed them back into the wallet of the person in front of her in line, and then secretly put the wallet back in his pocket. Everyone deserves ice cream, right?

Meanwhile, Trinity's other clone hit the jackpot.

She grinned from ear to ear, then looked around to make sure no one was trying to take it from her. Apart from a few pigeons, there was nobody else!

The entire trash can was filled with the bottom of ice cream cones and napkins soaked with ice cream. It felt like discovering a tiny piece of paradise.

Just as the girls were about to reach the front of the line, someone coughed.

They all turned around and saw their leader standing there with his arms crossed and a blank expression. "Why don't you explain yourself?"

“Oh, no,” Steffie whispered.

"Hey, want some ice cream?" Trinity asked. "There's enough ice cream for everyone here!"