Brie Larson gets taken down a peg - Part 6

-Ooooh! -exclaims a young female voice. The girl who earlier asked her for a picture and her brother are standing at the door, astonished.

-What the hell...? -says the boy, taking a good look over his sister's head-. Quick, Mary, get next to her. Smile!

Before Brie can recover from the shock, the girl is posing next to her with a wide smile and doing the V sign with her fingers, while her brother snaps a few quick photographs with his cellphone.

-Noooo! Give me that, you little bastard! -says Brie standing up and heading towards him, only to realize that he is outside the restroom and she can't chase him in the buff. Right then, she hears a man's voice.

-Just what in the world is going on here?

To Brie's horror, the two male security guards that she has told off earlier tonight appear through the threshold. Brie quickly covers her breasts and vulva with her hands.

-Help me! They took pictures of me!

The guards look at the kids, then at her again.

-Madam... What are you doing naked in a public restroom? And in front of two minors? -the guard looks angry.

-I had an accident. Scarlett Johansson and Elizabeth Olsen have my dress. They're getting some clothes for me. Then these two brats came in and took pictures! I told you to get them out of here!

-Miss Larson, I'm afraid that you have much bigger problems than a couple of fans asking for a photograph. Joe, please go talk to Miss Johansson and Miss Olsen to see if they can corroborate her story. You kids can go. And do go home now, okay? You wanted a picture and you got it, so time to go home and brag to your friends about it.

-Yes, Sir! -the boy and girl reply, with a huge grin, before disappearing.

For a couple of minutes, Brie stands there, wearing only her stylish high heel shoes and pathetically trying to cover her private parts while tears keep flowing down her cheeks. "Why did he have to be a forty-year-old white dude? Gosh, I hate forty-year-old white dudes!", she thinks.

Finally, the door opens again and the other security guard gets in, followed by Scarlett and Elizabeth.

-Mike, the ladies say they don't know anything about her dress.

-Just what I thought...

-You bitches! Tell them the truth! This is not funny! -Brie begs her colleagues.

Scarlett and Lizzie look at her, pretending to be astonished and worried. They are talented actresses after all.

-Oh, Brie, darling... You said you wouldn't do it again... -says Lizzie.

-What do you mean, Miss Olsen?

-Well... I guess we can't hide it anymore. Sir, the thing is... Brie has a problem with exhibitionism...

-What? You fucking bitch, don't do this to me!

-No need to get aggressive, Brie -Scarlett intervenes-. We're your friends and want to help you. We told you many times. It's not okay to expose yourself to everybody like that... And this gentleman told me that this time it was in front of two kids! That's disgusting, Brie. Enough is enough. You need help.

-I agree. Sirs -continues Lizzie-, Brie has a history of exposing herself in front of members of the cast and crew when we are filming... She has showed her bits to all of us... It became really upsetting for some of the people involved. Jude Law nearly had to ask for a restraining order to make her stop. We have all been trying to keep it a secret because she's our friend and we wanted to protect her from public shame, but this has gone too far. She needs help.

-I am afraid we will have to notify the police, madams. Getting naked in here is bad enough, but doing it in front of those poor kids... that's just terrible -says Mike, struggling not to laugh.

Mike knows that she was naked before the siblings opened the door. Since he and Joe had seen them go towards the restroom and had followed them, he knows that she didn't have time to strip. Plus the dress is nowhere to be seen. Could it be that she is telling the truth? Could the other two be lying?

Mike looks at Joe, and they understand each other without saying any words. They are both Marvel fans, and they are both men. They are well aware of the many times that Brie Larson has made public ostentation of her misandry. And they are not going to spare her any embarrassment. "Karma really is a bitch!", he thinks, and he nearly makes himself laugh out loud.

-I'm afraid you'll have to give some explanations to the police, Miss Larson -says Mike grabbing his handcuffs.

-What? Are you crazy? Take those off me! -Brie tries to fight it, but gets quickly immobilized by Joe, while Mike places her hands behind her back and puts the handcuffs on her wrists.

-Brie, darling, I'm so sorry to see you sink so low... But the police will help you. You need it. We told you to go to therapy and you didn't listen. Now they will probably make you do it. You might not see it now, but this is gonna be good for you... -says Scarlett, savoring every word.

-You bitches! I hate you! I hate youuuuuuuu! I hate youuuuuuuuu!!! -Brie is still screaming when she's carried outside the restroom by the two security guards. Her screams attract the attention of the whole room.

When Brie turns around, she sees hundreds of eyes staring at her naked, totally exposed body. She sees the smirk on the faces of all the other Marvel actors, who watch from their table. She sees the wide variety of expressions of the other guests, going from astonishment, to disgust, to arousal... And among them, dozens of paparazzi raising their cameras. She sees the first flashes. One, five, then dozens and dozens, snapping pictures at the same time, from all angles. Mike and Joe drag her towards the exit, taking their time. The last thing Brie sees before leaving the room are the giggling faces of Scarlett and Elizabeth.

-Lizzie, this was even better than we expected...

-Fuck yeah... We did take her down a peg, didn't we? Hahahahaha...

The two gorgeous and talented actresses head towards the table, where their friends are waiting to congratulate them for a job well done.