Blackcat fanfic Chapter 7- Reflect of the Cat

"You wait out here, I'm gonna check if there are any new bounties up, but you can't come in if you don't have a sweepers license."
"Kay." Amy gave her usual smile, and Sven was glad she was back to her usual happy-go-lucky self. Sven went into the sweeper's cafe and looked at the posters covering the wall. His eyes went straight for the one in the middle. It was worth six million. He ran straight towards it and grabbed it off the wall before anyone else could (although the cafe was empty apart from a bunch of sissies who would never take a bounty that high) and ran out before anyone could try and fight him for it (which had happened before).  
"You were quick, what's the bounty?" Amy said as Sven came out the cafe.
"Illius Dimitri. Wanted for fifteen murders he committed just last night." Sven replied, looking at the name and information on the poster.
"Nice." Amy said sarcastically. "How much?"
Sven held up the poster and Amy gasped.
"Six million?! That's... well they're barely ever that high!"
"You think you can handle it?"
"Yeah! Bring it on!"
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They had made it to Tokyo. It was mid-afternoon and the parade was coming to an end.
"Man, that was a long trip..." Said Train, "Eve, Rinslet can we get some food?"
"No!" Eve and Rinslet said at the same time. "We need to prepare for the operation, idiot." Said Rinslet exasperatedly.
"I can't do it while I'm starving!" Train complained,
"Yeah, well deal with it."
"There will be free food at the party." Inputted Eve.
"Oh yeah!" Train said happily.
"Speaking of the party," said Rinslet, "Train you're not really gonna go wearing that, are you?" She pointed at his usual blue jacket with buttons that looked like meat patties.
"Huh? What's wrong with it?" Rinslet looked at him disdainfully.
"We need to be as inconspicuous as possible so you should buy something that would help you blend in." Eve stated.
"We have to look like we're refined guests, like moi." Said Rinslet, indicating her new purple dress.
"Does that mean I have to wear posh stuff?" Train said a worried look on his face.
"Yes." Eve said.
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"DIE YOU DISGUSTING SWEEPER!" Illius Dimitri yelled as he was about to pull the trigger for the gun pressed against Sven's head.
"Hey, don't drop your gun!" Amy's voice yelled from a few metres away. "Don't drop your gun?! Amy what the hell are you talking abou-" Sven began, furiously, but then a perfect reflect shot cascaded around the room and hit the gun Dimitri was holding at Sven, causing him to drop it as the force of the bullet sent it flying out of his grasp. Sven punched him in the stomach while he was unarmed and send him flying. Dimitri hit the wall and fell unconscious. Sven looked around the room, wondering when Train had gotten there, recognising the reflect move. It took him a few moments to realise that it was Amy who had shot the bullet with Sven's gun Dimitri had thrown on the floor. He looked at her in astonishment for a few moments.
"You can shoot a reflect?!" Sven finally said, Amazed. She had done it perfectly.
"I guess so, yeah!" Amy said, laughing. There was a pause.
"Amy, were you a gunman or sweeper before you got amnesia?"
"I'd be a gunwoman. But I'm sorry, I can't remember." She looked over at the unconscious Dimitri. "So, that's our bounty caught!"
"Amy..."
"Yeah?"
"Thanks."
"For what?"
"Saving my life, of course!"
"You're welcome!" She laughed.
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They had turned Dimitri in and now Sven and Amy had bounty money worth six million.
"We'll split it, seeing as you helped." Sven said, but Amy replied
"No way! You've already helped me so much I couldn't-"
"Look, you saved my life and a gentleman always returns the favour one way or another."
"Well... If you're sure..." Amy said, after much persuasion.
"Come on, we should get you something to blend in for 'operation-sitting-ducks'" said Sven.
"Can I get a kimono? They're posh enough, right?" Amy asked hopefully.
"Err, no."
"Oh, ok."
Sven checked round corners to make sure none of the apostles were anywhere near while they were on their way to the shops, and Amy wore Sven's hat and looked down to conceal her face from the security cameras. People said Sven looked less recognisable without his hat on anyway.
"Hey, Sven... Why do you wear an eye patch again?" Amy asked, wondering why she hadn't before.
"Why do I wear an eye-patch? Well... that's quite a long story..."
There was a silence that passed between them until Sven realised that Amy was no longer walking next to him. He turned around to see that she had stopped and was looking through one of the shop windows, but he couldn't see what she was staring at. He walked over and asked "Hey, Amy have you seen something?"
"This dress..." she said, sounding slightly distant, indicating the one in the shop window. It was a white long flowing dress with a heart shaped neckline, and had a pink flower pattern on it, and a yellow sash that had a bow at the back. Amy had the distinct feeling that she knew it from somewhere, and the pattern felt extremely familiar.
"I'm getting this one!" She said abruptly and walked into the shop. Sven, slightly baffled to how serious she was acting about some dress, followed her in. Amy asked how much the dress was and although it was mind-blowingly expensive she bought it right away with her half of the money for the bounty. The woman at the till asked if Amy was out prom-dress shopping with her father and Amy and Sven nodded.
"What was all that about?" Sven asked,
"What?"
"You seem to have your heart really set on it. It's just a dress."
"Well, the pattern reminded me of something so I thought I'd get it. Who knows, it might jog my memories." She replied, beaming.
"I see." Sven said, glad she was starting to recognise things from her past. He checked his watch, and saw it was only an hour before they needed to be at the city hall for the more refined part of the celebration wear they would need to carry out the operation.
"Come on, we should get going."
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Train was being forced to wear a posh, itchy suit. "A posh itchy suit?!" He thought, furiously, "Why do I have to do this again?"
"I don't like it." He stated moodily, finding it increasingly more uncomfortable. Why did all posh clothes have to be so hard to wear?
"Deal with it." Rinslet said scornfully.
"But it feels weird!"
"This isn't just some bit of fun, it's very serious!" She replied.
"Yes, it's very serious Train." Eve agreed. Train looked at them both as they stood there in their posh evening dresses and argued "You two don't think this is that serious, you're just using this as an excuse to buy new clothes!" Rinslet responded by taking Eve's book and throwing at his head.
"Owww! What was that for?"
We've got less than an hour left and we haven't even looked at the structure of the city hall in case we need to make a quick getaway so just buy the suit!" She said angrily. Reluctantly Train agreed to get it, with the ambition of burning it as soon as tonight was over.