Alright, following my poll. Like it or not, just don't flame. My prayers to the Albright family, who's younger sister just broke her collarbone today. Love ya Brooklyn; hope you feel better soon young'in'!
The golden eyed boy sighed, frustration clear in his tone. His hands awkwardly held two pencils and he had the pencils positioned above the keys on his best friend's laptop. She sat beside him, frustration clear on her face too.
"Come on Kurt, we have to do this," she urged him.
He frowned hard, leaning his head down so that his long black hair covered his face.
"I know," he said softly, his accent running deep through his words.
He began to type slowly, seeing that he had to do it with pencils.
Dear RG, he began.
He stopped though and glanced back at Kitty, worry in his eyes. She just hugged his arm comfortingly and rested her head on his shoulder. He smiled weakly, some hope shining hard in his eyes.
"Vhat do I say?" he asked her, his eyes hard on the laptop screen.
She pursed her lips in thought, brushing a strand of brown hair back behind her ear again.
"The truth?" she suggested.
He shot her a look that made her smile widely.
"Danke, mein Kaetzchen," [1] he said sarcastically.
She just smiled. Both of their smiles faded though, as Kurt began to type slowly.
I hate to bother you, but you said you were a superhero and we need the help of one. Wolverine, a man who resides with us,
"Resides?" Kitty repeated, raising an eyebrow.
Kurt looked down at her, her blue eyes full of happiness despite the dark mood about the Institute.
"Is zhat not zhe vord?" he asked her.
Kurt's English wasn't the best so he knew that he often messed up on simple and non-simple things, but he had improved quite a bit.
"Try 'lives'. I don't know about you, but that word is kinda like, too big," she suggested.
Kurt smiled.
"You're just jealous zhat a German knows bigger words zhan you do."
She didn't humor him with an answer. Instead, she just gestured for him to continue to type. He frowned again and held the backspace button before retyping it.
Dear RG,
I hate to bother you, but you said you were a superhero and we need the help of one. Wolverine, a man who lives with us, disappeared a week ago. I didn't think much of it because he disappears often, but he's never been gone this long. Could you possibly head down to Bayville and help us find him?
-KW
With his index and middle finger together, he moused over to the send button on the email. He then slid the laptop onto Kitty's lap and tossed the pencils across the room irritably.
"Do you think he'll help us?" Kitty asked, breaking the silence after shutting the laptop.
Kurt didn't answer at first. He stared blankly ahead, his golden eyes clouding over gently.
"Let's hope so…"
XxXxX
Robin jumped at the vibration he felt in his pocket. When he remembered his phone was there though, he slipped it out and slid it open. He was surprised to see that it was an email. He had set his phone so that whenever he was emailed, it would go to his phone via text, but he wasn't used to getting emails often. As curious as he was, Robin opened the email and read it. It was an email from his online friend he had met last year. His friend was asking for help to find a man who regularly lived with him. Robin pursed his lips.
Why would KW need my help to find a person? He is my friend though… I guess it wouldn't kill me to go down to Bayville for a visit…
He smiled and decided to reply to the email from his phone.
Dear KW,
I'm on my way.
-RG
He dashed towards the garage of Mount Justice, but forced himself to stop.
Hey stupid, you have to tell someone you're going he reminded himself, turning around and darting through Mount Justice, eager to find someone who could help.
He spotted Kaldur first, and approached him quickly.
"Hey Kaldur," he greeted the team's leader.
"Hello Robin," Kaldur returned the greeting, smiling warmly.
"I want to head out to Bayville to visit a friend who's going through something and needs someone to be there for him. It's about fifty miles north of here. Can you tell Batman that if he calls?" Robin requested, itching to dash off now.
Kaldur raised an eyebrow, but he sensed Robin's eagerness and nodded.
"I will," he promised.
Robin grinned. "Thanks!"
And with that, the ebony haired boy dashed off towards the garage. Kaldur watched the boy until he was gone from sight. Something troubled him but he shrugged it off. It was probably nothing.
Robin mounted his motorcycle and slipped his helmet on. Truth was, he was afraid to go finally meet KW after all of this time of talking online through email, but if KW felt it necessary to have to talk online, then it had to be important. Even worse though, Robin had no idea what his friend looked like or even what his friend's real name was. He dismounted the motorcycle with a sigh, keeping the helmet on before dashing inside. He wasn't going alone by any means now. He quickly jogged through the house until he found Wally collapsed on his own bed, his fingers flying against the controls on his PSP.
"Hey Rob," Wally greeted him, never taking his green eyes from the screen.
"Hey KF," Robin returned the greeting. "I'm heading up to Bayville to help a friend of mine. Want to come with?"
The red head lowered his PSP and shut it off.
In a heartbeat Wally thought to himself, grateful for an excuse to relieve his boredom.
"Sure," he said instead and followed Robin from the room.
The masked boy grinned again and led the fifteen year old back to the garage.
"So, who is this friend?" Wally asked, jogging to keep up with his friend's quick pace.
Robin shrugged. "Beats me; I just know him by KW."
Wally raised an eyebrow. His eyes skimmed over the empty kitchen, a frown on his lips. Where was Megan? Where was Superboy? They usually were in the kitchen, one staring at the other while the other was oblivious to the gaze.
"Okay… so… where do they live?" Wally asked, shrugging off his thoughts of the two aliens.
"A big white Institute," Robin replied, entering the garage again.
"Institute?" Wally repeated, his eyes widening.
"More like an orphanage or foster home, but he called it an Institute."
Wally felt himself already began to regret going.
Great, I'm going to visit the loony bin to see some nutsos. Isn't that just great?
(Vhat-What) (Zhat-That) (Zhe-The) (Vord-Word) (Zhan-Than)
[1] That phrase is German for 'thanks, my kitten' which Kurt uses in a lot of X-Men stories because Kitty and Kitten are a lot alike and he speaks German sometimes.
Kurt's accent is thick, but I'll only replace one letter so try to figure it out. Bad ending, I know, but I'm trying. Happy Early Mother's Day!
-FJ3