"Isn't it a bad thing to dye your hair again so soon?" Bobo asked, watching Thirteen. She ignored him, towel drying her hair. "So, Six, how did you know it was me?" she asked. Her gaze was fixed on Six but she was simultaneously watching everyone in the room. The guards, Rex, the talking monkey. Even the wimpy doctor beside Six. "What is your natural hair color anyway?" Rex asked. Thirteen glanced at him. She smiled, leaning towards him a bit. "You're kind of cute," she said. He blushed and she leaned back. "Now, back to my question. Six?" she prodded, arms crossed expectantly. Six just looked down at her. "How long have you been loose?" he asked. Thirteen smirked but kept her mouth shut, refusing to answer any of his questions until he answered hers. "You're easy to spot in a crowd. You make your disguises so obvious that anyone pursuing you would be thrown off. Of course, you forget that we had the same teacher," Six finally replied. Thirteen sighed. "Of course." "Now," Six said, squatting in front of her. "How long have you been loose?" he asked. "Why? Does it scare you?" Thirteen asked, staring at him, locking eyes as best she could considering that Six was wearing sunglasses. "No it doesn't. But it does raise the question as to how long you've been off your meds." "Meds?" asked the doctor, looking up from her clipboard. Thirteen chuckled. "I don't need my meds," she said. Six's forehead scrunched up. "Thirteen." She stood. "It's all good!" she declared before the world began to spin. Six lunged forward as she collapsed, catching her easily. "See," he said, his voice cutting through her jumbled thoughts, "You do need your meds."
"Bobo," Rex warned. Bobo hid the permanent marker behind his back. "Aw, come on. She fell asleep, it's only fair," he complained. Rex crossed his arms at the primate who shrugged and walked away glumly from Thirteen's bedside. "Thanks." He jumped as her eyes opened. The blue pupils had gone from ovals to slits. "Don't mention it," Rex said, rubbing the back of his head, nervously. He searched his mind for something to say as Thirteen sat up. "So, where's Six?" she asked, slipping her feet into her shoes. Slowly, she stood, stretching. "He and Holliday had something to talk about with White." Thirteen smirked. "Probably me. After all, how is Six going to explain a cross between a evo and a human?" She crossed her arms. "Is there anyway to bust outta here?" she asked. "Yeah! I can get us out. I'm sure Bobo could use a taco run," Rex said. Thirteen grinned. "How about just a you and me trip, hm? It could be a good chance for us to get to know each other," she said. Rex's blush returned but he shrugged it off. "Sure, I guess. That's cool." Thirteen grinned, trailing her fingers along his arm as she walked past him. 'She so wants me,' Rex declared. "Oh and Rex?" she asked. "Yeah?" "I'm not interested in you."
"THIS IS SO AWESOME!" Thirteen yelled as she and Rex flew over the city. "Where to?" Rex asked. Thirteen switched emotions so fast that if he pondered one switch she was already on to another. To add to the oddness that was Thirteen, somewhere in the 12 minutes before they'd been apart, she'd managed to swipe a pair of his pants and a jacket. "There!" Thirteen yelled over the wind, pointing to a store. A clothes store. Then again, she was a girl so why be surprised.
"That little imp," Bobo muttered, hurrying down the hall. "Bobo!" Holliday yelled, giving chase. "I didn't even know the girl was awake!" Bobo yelled. "The fact that you know I was going to bring up Thirteen means you know something!" yelled Holliday. Bobo swung into Rex's bedroom and shut and locked the door. "Phew," he said, backing away. Rex's phone was on his bed, vibrating. With a sigh, Bobo answered. "Rex?" came Circe's breathless gasp."No but if you leave a message, he'll get back to you."
