Megavolt woke up before Sylvia did the next morning, as he glanced into the bedroom she was laying fast a sleep, grumbled together under the blanket, still looking like she was freezing even though the air was so hot, both inside and outside, Megavolt decided not to disturb her and closed the door, leaving a note about where there was food and that she could make herself at home, take what-ever she needed.
Before Megavolt went out to meet with the rest of the friendly four, to investigate again, but he didn't tell about his visitor.
As he returned the sun was setting and Sylvia.. it didn't look like she had moved, Megavolt instead sat himself down by his work-shop table, and started to fiddle around with some different machinery, soon he became emerged with the project, and didn't even notice as the door from the bedroom slowly opened up.
Megavolt just kept on working, he didn't know how long had gone by, before he finally straightened up, rubbed his eyes and yawned, before suddenly he became aware and looked at the chair in the corner, where in complete silent, a white mouse sat with a blanket around her, observing him.
"Sylvia you are awake." Megavolt blinked in surprised. "How long have you."
"I'm not sure." Sylvia responded. "I made myself tea, I hope you don't mind?" she asked gesturing at a now empty cup beside her.
"No of cause not." Megavolt told. "I erh. Heh." He blushed. "How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Better." Sylvia responded honestly.
"Want to tell me about your troubles?" Megavolt asked.
"No." Sylvia then responded, as flatly and honestly as ever.
Megavolt shrugged. "All right then." He stated. "Then let us not turn it into an interrogation, are you hungry?" he at last asked.
"Yes." Sylvia responded very simply, and Megavolt returned in a slight smile.
The days after that, one could call.. maybe slightly weird, Sylvia was a good house guest, clean, silent, barely said any-thing, and if you didn't know she was there, you wouldn't even notice her.
And yet, it was a calm nice quiet as her and Megavolt would simple just be in the same room, Megavolt working, Sylvia sitting with closed eyes or some-times with a book in her hand.
Some-times they spoke a little, calm straight to the point talk, and then it was it. It was a strange sense of routine.
Megavolt told none of his team mates about his house guest, didn't even drop a hint.
"Wanna hang out after we're done with this?" Quackerjack asked one day.
"No, not today." Megavolt had responded, and then was on his way, leaving a confused looking Quackerjack behind.
But they didn't seem to come any closer with their investigation, they sat up some traps at the last and final facility Megavolt had predicted the ice-monster would strike at, but it didn't come, as the second week came to an end, the team gave up, it didn't look like the ice-monster would come, Megavolt had been wrong.
"Dammit!" Megavolt hissed as he sat by his own desk throwing another paper over his shoulder.
"Basil." Sylvia spoke as she entered the room, holding another tea-cup in her hand. Some-thing Megavolt had noticed, Sylvia liked warm things, she liked lots of warm tea, to sit by the radiator or in the sun, then even with multiple blankets over her. "You seem annoyed."
"I was so sure that I was right!" Megavolt hissed throwing another paper over his shoulder. "We should have caught that fiend by now! Having found out what is going on!"
"Isn't it rather unlikely that you would be right all the time?" Sylvia asked. "Even if you are a genius."
"I can't afford being wrong!" Megavolt hissed, ripping another page out throwing it away. "Other people can be wrong and learn from mistakes, but when I do that, people die."
"Is that not a lot of responsibility to take, for one so young?" Sylvia asked with a slightly lifted eye-brow.
"Who else would take it?" Megavolt asked. "Beside, I'm not that young." He stated in a shake of his head.
"Yes you are." Sylvia pointed out. "The youngest of your team aren't you? Yet the one who carries it all on his own shoulder. How old are you? Twenty? Twenty-five? not much older than that."
Megavolt silenced. "Well.. speak for yourself." He then muttered.
Sylvia lifted an eye-brow.
"Look, I'm not exactly dumb." Megavolt sighed. "You are carrying around with some-thing, some-thing very big, you don't even want to talk about it." He stated. "So don't talk to me about being young. You can't be a day over twenty-five yourself." he stated surely with crossed arms.
"Some-times maturity doesn't fit the age." Sylvia pointed out.
"Don't I know it, they keep reminding me of that! I am the youngest in the team, and yet I am the only one taking things seriously." Megavolt snorted.
"That Jester friend of yours, he is rather immature." Sylvia pointed out.
"I know!" Megavolt exclaimed spreading out both arms. "He just keeps saying, relax don't take it so seriously, you know! And he just doesn't get it! He is not the only one though." Megavolt muttered. "Some-times I get to think that all he cares about is fun. It's fine he can have fun now and then, but why does he always has to drag me into it?"
"How I do wish people would be more serious." Sylvia commented gazing out of the window, her face still that frowning mask rarely showing any emotions.
"Tell me about it." Megavolt sighed. "Then we could maybe have some work done."
"Don't they get it, there's people out there getting hurt." Sylvia responded. "So many evil people getting their way." Sounding emotion snook itself into her voice, some-thing resembling frustration.
"It needs to stop! Of cause it would be nice to have fun again, like back when it was all a hood." Megavolt grumped annoyed as he crossed his arms.
"But this is some-thing else." Sylvia frowned slightly. "And if no one opposes, then what?"
And simultaneously they both let out. "Some-one has to do it!"
Surprised they both blinked and then looked at each other, immediately Megavolt started to fret as he blushed, looked down in the ground and scratched his neck, Sylvia how-ever just looked at him with a seemingly blank face expression yet puzzled eyes.
"Erh." Megavolt blushed deeply. "Sylvia I.." he bit his lip. "I'm really sorry about what.. what happened to you." he hesiated. "What-ever it is.. I wish I could help more. I wish you would trust me enough to tell me."
Sylvia blinked. "It's quite all right." She told. "You have done so much all ready, I couldn't possible ask more of you." She told without moving her face muscle those blue eyes looking still just as puzzled on him.
"erhh." Megavolt fidgeted nervously. "I erh.. I kind of wanted to ask you some-thing.." he hesitated in a silent voice.
Sylvia frowned ever so slightly, looking like she was sincerely dreading what-ever next words he had. And Megavolt had of cause caught it right away and looked abashed down.
Realizing her mistake Sylvias face smoothed out to the usual glacial expressing. "Please do go on." She asked.
Megavolt sighed deeply. "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable!" he stated it ones. "Believe me! I just.." he bit his lip. "Can I draw you?" he asked looking at her. "In my diary I mean!" he exclaimed at ones pulling ford his black diary holding it up in the air. "Just your face!" he then blushed deeply. "I.. erh.. I don't believe it would ever be any trouble remembering you.." he fidgeted. "But I don't really want to forget any details, it would be a… a.. heh." He swallowed. "A shame. I want to be able to remember you just as you are right now, but I don't trust my own mind to do it." Megavolt at last told in a very defeated tone.
A new look came over Sylvias eyes, I was hard to decipher, sympathy, regret, defeat, and some-thing else highly unusual happened to, her mouth twitched in a little smile, quickly gone again, but it had most definitely been there, if only for a moment. "It would be my honor." She then at last said positioning herself in front of the window, with the sun shining straight behind her, and a blanket over her shoulders, with straight back looking at Megavolt with her icy blue eyes. "How is this?" she asked.
For a moment Megavolt didn't answer, it looked like he had gone out in a daze as he saw her sitting there her white fur shining in the sunlight, her white hair falling down her shoulder and back, the white night shirt covering her, her blue eyes looking right at him… then with a snap Megavolt realized what he just did, pulled himself out of it and shook his head, clearing his throat. "Perfect!" he snapped. "You look absolutely perfect." He told opening his book and taking his pencil starting to scribble.
"I didn't know you even drew." Sylvia commented from her position.
"Well, it's mostly schematics and that's where it all began." Megavolt told as his eyes were fixed on the paper, occasionally glancing at her, and his hand holding the pencil just kept on scribbling. "But when you become as good as drawing prober millimeter correct schematics as I am, and illustrate parts in details, this is actually quite easy. It's all about your drawing eye I suppose."
Ones again Sylvias eyes showed more emotion than she had probably intended, some-how they were just so filled with regret. "What an astounding tragedy."
Megavolt frowned looking up at Sylvia. "What is?" he asked.
"Such an magnificent mind, compromised." Sylvia told the regret finding the way to her voice. "And in further decay so quick." She sighed drawing a hand up to her shoulder as to hold herself. "Way to quick."
"My mind is not that magnificent, trust me." Megavolt assured in a slight smile.
"Oh but it is Basil." Sylvia told her eyes glancing over his face and then finding his eyes, so now he couldn't help but be transfixed by the blue reserved yet speaking so clearly blue eyes. "I even dare say it's the most.. astounding.. mind that I have ever met, if it was not so compromised, you would be better than Basil Mouse, you are better, not even he knows electronics that well." She stated in a surprisingly emotion filled voice. "And even more, this brilliant mind comes with a soul, not dying out, not corrupt but caring." Sylvia stood up from her position and slowly walked to the window looking out with a blank face. "A truly rare combination in this world. You have a great power and a mind to match Basil, had you wished for it, the city could have become your oyster so very quickly, but you kept on being noble, most other of us have lost all of our feelings on the way, our very souls."
"Sylvia." Megavolt stood up took a step to stand behind her, fretting again not knowing what to do, if it was okay for him to come closer and then he at last swallowed. "Don't dare to call yourself soul less, you're not! You're emotions are as real as any-bodies." He stated in a insisting voice. "So what if you don't show the entire world what you are feeling at any given moment? I don't either! That's smart.. you're smart.. you're."
Sylvia turned around, her face now as emotionless as ever and her eyes hard as they looked up at Megavolts face. "Megavolt you don't know me." She told in a emotionless tone as her face never escaped that ice mask of hers. "I can't feel, not now not ever, not for any-body."
"Sylvia, I know how it is." Megavolt he told. "You make a façade and hide away from the world, try to keep it in a distance so it wont be so hard. Let people believe you are a grouch it's so much easier." He told never loosing eye-contact. "I know our two battles are completely different, but yeah.. I am afraid of loosing my humanity at some point to, but I haven't yet, and neither have you. " Megavolt told firmly. "As long as just don't let it happen, it wont! So we'll fight it Sylvia! That's the important thing."
"No Basil, I lost it all ready, I don't feel emotions. I am alone." Sylvia told her eyes still as blank looking out of the window. "And it pains me to have miss lead you."
"But Sylvia." Megavolt looked defeated at her. "Pain is an emotion, and you didn't miss lead me, you never did anything." He assured. "And I don't ask anything from you, just that you get well, you deserve to smile Sylvia, I know you can! I just know it." He told and found the moment to reassuring take her hand in assurance. "You are not alone, because I care about you Sylvia." He told and then frowned as he looked down at her hand. "Sylvia, are you cold? Your hands just keeps on being so darn cold." He smiled a little defeated taking her hand between his own and tried to rub some warmth into the icy hand.
"No I'm fine!" Sylvia snapped pulling the hand away.
Megavolt blinked. "It's okay, really." He assured. "You should just have told me, I'll see if I can find some-thing warmer" he assured. "I have a couple of more blankets! Just, wait here!" he asked of her before very quickly hurring out the door to find the promised blankets, ones he was out he let go of a breath he didn't even knew he had been holding. "What's wrong with me!" Megavolt groaned slamming a hand towards his forehead. "Stupid, stupid." He muttered as he opened a closet and found a blanket which he pulled out. "But what can I say she doesn't think is stupid?" he asked himself closing the closet with a food. "And why does she have to be that pretty!" he groaned.
"MEGSY!"
"GAH!" Megavolt fell back so the blanket landed on top of him, before he sourly pulled it away and looked towards the window were a sudden Jester was hanging upside down looking in. "QUACKERJACK!" Megavolt hissed. "What are you doing here?" he asked angrily.
"Trying to see you, obviously." Quackerjack rolled his eyes.
"I'm fine, as you can see. Now please go away." Megavolt hissed.
"That's not very nice." Quackerjack snorted. "At least you can let me in, spare a cup of coffee, or what-ever you do when friends comes on a social visit."
"I'm busy!" Megavolt stated.
Quackerjack frowned, then his features softened. "Megs, I'm just worried." He told honestly. "Please let me in."
"Honestly Quacky I'm fine, you don't need to worry." Megavolt then stated a little defeated.
"You are acting weird." Quackerjack then stated. "So if I really have to find out the hard way." He muttered sourly, opening the window fully and easily crawled in. "What is going on Megs?" he asked sounding genuinely concerned.
"Nothing!" Megavolt stated annoyed collecting his blankets.
"Well, if you really are so busy, you must be busy doing some-thing!" Quackerjack annoyed crossed his arms.
"And maybe that some-thing doesn't concern you!" Megavolt returned annoyed.
"WHY?" Quackerjack asked.
"BECAUSE!" Megavolt shouted back. "Out!" he stated pointing at the door.
"Oh fine." Quackerjack groaned leaving the stores room. "Gee, you are such peachy company." He stated dryly almost taking a step towards the exit, but then in a grant leap went the opposite direction towards Megavolts work shop.
"QUACKY NO!" Megavolt managed to yell jumping after Quackerjack, reaching an arm towards him.
But it was to late, Quackerjack was through the door and was no frozen.
Megavolt groaned deeply, squinting his eyes together as he with heavy steps went in.
Quackerjack was just standing stiff as a board, starring with wide-eyed, at the chair were Sylvia was sitting looking back with her blue emotionless eyes and not an expression on her face.
Megavolt sighed deeply.
"What is she doing here?" Quackerjack asked in a rather hostile tone pointing at Sylvia.
"She needed a protected place to stay." Megavolt muttered feeling the warmth crawling up his neck.
"Megs, she's that." Quackerjack began.
"Quackerjack!" Megavolt snapped in that kind of serious tone that would actually make him be quite for a little while. "Please." Megavolt then said in a much softer tone. "This is Sylvia, Sylvia White. She needed protecting, so that is what I gave her. Sylvia, you all ready know Quackerjack."
"The schizophrenic clown." Quackerjack hissed bitterly in a very scorned voice as he crossed his arms. "So this is what you have been doing?" Quackerjack asked in a hurt tone. "Been with her?" she asked gesturing at Sylvia.
Megavolt bit his lip. "Urh." He blushed deeply.
Quackerjacks eyes widened extra much. "No, you're not?" he asked.
"What?" Megavolt asked and the realized. "NO!" he shouted. "God no! I mean, not that I wouldn't like that.. But I wouldn't! what I mean is that erh."
"All Basil did was protecting me." Sylvias voice cut through. "Nothing more, nothing less." She stated. "Well, then also provided very interesting subjects for conversations."
"huh." Quackerack sniffed as he crossed his arms before he halted and blinked. "Wait, Basil?" he asked confused.
Megavolt sighed deeply. "She didn't like calling me Megavolt." He tried to explain.
"It is to obviously an alias. So I made another name up." Sylvia explained smoothly.
"So who am I then?" Quackerjack asked. "Doctor Dawson?"
"No, unless you want to be some-thing else, I think Quackerjack is just fine." Sylvia told without moving an inch.
"That doesn't make any sense!" Quackerjack exclaimed. "Either you like the alias names or you don't. Make up your bloody mind!" he hissed.
"Quackerjack." Megavolt interrupted a little sternly. "Try and behave for ones! Be nice to my guest!"
"What!" Quackerjack exclaimed. "What did I do?" he asked spreading out his arms.
"Busted into my home without permission, refused to go when I asked you to do it, and now insulting a lady." Megavolt counted his fingers.
"WHAT!" Quackerjack exclaimed. "Lady?" he asked. "Oh please, that cold, arrogant, mean.." he just managed to stop before he got probably started with the entire rant, for a moment there was silence.
Sylvia was merely looking at Quackerjack without showing any expressions, not looking hurt not looking angry not amused.. not any-thing, she was completely back in her old glacial persona now with Quackerjack in the room. Then slowly Quackerjacks head turned towards Megavolt, whom looked beyond furious back at him.
"Out." Megavolt barely whispered and yet the single word couldn't have been more clear, which just made it all that more threatening.
"Megs, you don't know anything about her." Quackerjack pleaded.
"So?" Megavolt asked with crossed arms.
"I am telling you, some-thing is weird about her! Some-thing is up!" Quackerjack told. "She is bad news!"
"Quackerjack she's right there! She can hear you!" Megavolt made aware in a very annoyed tone. "Don't you have any decency what so ever?" he asked.
"Megs." Quackerjack pleaded.
"Just go!" Megavolt demanded pointing towards the exit.
"But." Quackerjack blinked.
"GO!" Megavolt shouted.
First Quackerjack looked hurt, then his face turned into annoyance and he snapped. "FINE!" in a very scorned tone turning around marching towards the exit. "But I am telling the others what you are up to!" he stated opening the door.
Megavolt groaned. "I would ask you to keep the secret, but I all ready know it's not worth the trouble!"
"In this case! You are darn tooten right!" Quackerjack exclaimed before slamming the door after him.
Megavolt groaned deeply. "I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed as he turned around to face Sylvia. "I couldn't stop him! But don't listen to him, I know you're okay." He blabbered.
Sylvia merely looked expressionless at Megavolt. "I all ready told you, I have no emotions, so I can't feel sadness nor scorn, and your jester friend is right. I am cold."
"No you're not!" Megavolt stated at ones. "You're nice and intelligent, here." He spread out the blanket he had with him around her shoulders. "Get warmed up! I.." Megavolt bit his lip. "I better get to the others and explain to them you aren't that bad before all three of them storms the place. You'll still be fine here, I promise." He told then hesitatingly, he took her hand, which were still cold, and squeezed it assuring.
Sylvia glanced down at it and up at Megavolt. "No one is this nice." She said simply.
"I am not that nice." Megavolt told honestly. "I'm just trying to do the right thing."
"I to." Sylvia said silently. "On both accounts." She glanced down at the gloved hand squeezing hers and let go, only to slowly pull Megavolts glove off.
"Careful." Megavolt stated.
Questioning Sylvia looked at him.
"I erh.. heh, might give you a static shock, it's not always I can touch things, certainly not things which leads electricity."
"So gloves?" Sylvia asked.
Megavolt nodded. "An easy solution."
"Not able to touch any-thing, without there being a risk it being affected by your powers." Sylvia stated and slowly touched his hand, so now Megavolt could really feel how cold hers was. "So in a way, you are cut off from the world." She stated a little sadly as her fingers braided with his her eyes only on their hands. "Would you call your powers a gift or a curse?" she asked in a very honestly curious tone as her eyes found Megavolts.
"I don't know." Megavolt responded honestly looking deep into her blue eyes. "I always wanted to be a hero, but it's nothing like what I had imagined as a kid. Without powers I wouldn't be able to fight, and I know some-one has to. But if I didn't have them, maybe I could have had a life." He at last confessed one of his inner regrets.
"So you are saying, because of this, there is no life to be had?" Sylvia asked.
Sadly Megavolt looked back at Sylvia. "At least not an ordinary one." He told. "No house with picked fence, ordinary job… family. Not even a wasted youth." He bit his lip still looking so deeply into Sylvia's eyes he was almost lost in them, but the feeling was not entirely happy nor dazed, it was actually quite devastating and painful. "I'm just trying to do what is right, what can safe the people. It's not about me any-longer, it's about them. I can't watch more people suffer without at least trying to stop it. So many died and suffered before my eyes." their hands holding tightened. "It has to stop, some-one has to make it stop."
Sylvia nodded, without breaking eye-contact, and then she leaned forward so at last her forehead was resting against his, their hands holding tight. "Yes." She said, for a moment there was silence and she broke the silence. "You better go to your friends." She made away.
Megavolt sighed deeply as he sat up straight, their foreheads no longer touching, and at last they let go of each other hands, breaking the moment. "You'll be fine here right?" Megavolt asked reaching for his glove. "You need more blankets? You can make hot tea in the kitchen."
Sylvia smiled a little defeated. "I know." She told. "No hurry after them, make up with Quackerjack." She a little amused waved him out.
"Yes, of cause!" Megavolt got up and almost stumbled as he walked backwards towards the door, in a rather odd manner. "I wont be long! Just… just wait here! Please!" he asked of her. "And you can warm things in the microwave."
"Go!" Sylvia smiled very amused, almost even laughed.
"Urh, right." Megavolt swallowed turning around. "Of cause, I was going, I was just." He tripped over the door step. "Wont be long!" he then promised ones again before finally running out the door.
"I am telling you!" Quackerjack exclaimed. "We are talking deep trouble here!" he stated to the others. "We got to do some-thing!"
Liquidator frowned. "Quackerjack, I am not entirely sure I even know what the trouble is." He told. "Yeas, Megavolt has been acting strange, I admit that. But please get to the point."
Bushroot nodded.
"You remember that woman we met at crime scene with the ice?" Quackerjack asked.
Liquiadtor lifted an eye-brow. "Who?" he asked.
"that cold weird woman!" Quackerjack exclaimed. "Who called me a… a.."
Bushroot blinked. "What?" he asked.
"Oh her!" Liquidator cut in. "A rather odd individual we ran into." He explained to Bushroot. "A rather young woman starting to analyze all of us, and then just walked off as if nothing had happened."
"Well that sounds odd." Bushroot frowned.
"What about her Quacky?" Liquidator asked.
"She's at Megavolts place!" Quackerjack exclaimed. "And apparently has been there for some time!"
the two mutants on the couch blinked stunned.
"Erh." Liquidator hesitated. "Isn't that erhm.." nervously he bit together. "Kind of Megavolts own business?" he asked.
Bushroot nodded. "That certainly would explain his absence." He pondered.
"What?" Quackerjack asked.
"Come on Quackerjack, she wasn't exactly bad looking was she?" Liquidator asked. "And megavolt is not a kid, in fact he is young."
"Are you guys talking about me?" Suddenly Megavolt stumped it and frowned at his friends with crossed arms.
"I told you!" Quackerjack snorted. "I would tell them about her?"
Megavolt looked sternly at Quackerjack, and then suddenly a wide grin just broke through his lips. "Isn't she great?" he then asked gladly, almost beaming.
"WHAT!" Quackerjack shouted disbelieving.
"Quacky you just don't know her yet." Megavolt assured in a dreaming sigh. "She's really smart, and nice."
"And really pretty right?" Liquidator asked in a lifted eye-brow.
"Doesn't even cover it." Megavolt sighed deeply plummeting down on a chair. "She's perfect, there's no one else like her, any-where else on this globe."
"Who'd have thought, it finally happened." Liquidator commented to Bushroot as if he had all ready seen this coming a long time ago.
"I kind of want to meet her." Bushroot answered.
"WHAT!" Quackerjack exclaimed. "Hallo! WAKE UP!" he shouted at the two. "Look at Megsy! Some-thing clearly happened to him! I think he's been brainwashed and he clearly needs help!" he gestured at Megavolt who was sighing in his chair.
"Quackerjack." Liquidator frowned. "I don't know how to explain this the best to you.."
"When did we become parents like this?" Bushroot whispered quietly to Liquidator so the other two couldn't hear.
"I don't know." Liquidator responded.
"I am telling you!" Quackerjack exclaimed. "That woman is no good!" he stated. "She is definitely hiding some-thing! And she is definitely not okay!" he hissed. "She is arrogant, mean, cold! An Ice queen!"
"Urh Quackerjack, you might want to reconsider that." Liquidator told a bit sternly.
"What?" Quackerjack asked and then suddenly discovered that Megavolt didn't look so happy any-more, in fact he looked angry.
"Take that back." Megavolt demanded.
"Why?" Quackerjack asked.
"Quackerjack, do it." Liquidator demanded.
"No!" Quackerjack exclaimed. "I know I am right! Why should I back down? That Ice Queen is trouble!"
"her name is Sylvia!" Megavolt exclaimed sternly. "She may be a little straight forward, but she is not mean or cold or trouble! Definitely not an Ice-Queen. She is alone, needs help and is a good person."
"Sylvia." Quackerjack snorted. "Ice queen would be a way better fit!" he stated sourly. "That is what she is! An cold Ice queen to the core!"
"Don't you dare talk that way about her!" Megavolt exclaimed sourly standing up. "You don't know anything! BILLY! Why would you? You never take the time to think! That maybe you are not the only one having a hard time!" he hissed.
"What?" Quackerjack asked. "When am I ever like that?" he asked.
"Way to often!" Megavolt informed. "Now take it back!" he demanded.
"No." Quackerjack shoot back. "Not about that.."
"Billy I warn you." Megavolt said now in that silent tone again which cut so clearly through. "One more word, just one, and I could easily end up doing some-thing I'll regret later."
Quackerjack looked sourly and hurt at Megavolt, bit together and then at last hung his head though his fits were tightly folded.
"Why do you have to be like this?" Megavolt asked. "Why can't you give her another chance?" he asked. "I told you, she's good enough, in fact she is great! I sincerely hope the next time I'll see you it will be you apologizing to her! And you two." Megavolts eyes softened by the sight of the two friends who had wisely chosen to stand by for the fight, but looked ready to intervine should it be necessary. "yes, I did have Sylvia at my place for a couple of days without telling." Embarrassed Megavolt scratched his neck. "I'm sorry."
Liquidator chuckled to himself. "It's okay, I understand." He told amused. "Been there mate."
"Huh?" Megavolt asked with a lifted eye-brow.
Amused Bushroot shook his head. "Bring her by soon." He asked. "I want to meet her."
"She's a little timid." Megavolt flustered. "I don't think she likes meeting to many new people and." Sourly megavolt glanced at Quackerjack. "Certain people doesn't make it easy for her."
"Hmpf!" Quackerjack snorted as he crossed his arms and looked away.
"I'm sorry! I just wanted to make sure Quacky wasn't convincing you hell is loose, I promised to get back quick." Megavolt told them.
"Then hurry back!" Liquidator exclaimed. "Really fast!" he encouraged.
Megavolt grinned at the two. "Thanks!" he exclaimed gladly then glanced on Quackerjack who still looked as sour, and Megavolts eyes turned a little cold. "I suppose I'll see you." He stated a little bitterly before heading back.
"Can you believe that?" Quackerjack asked the two the moment Megavolt was gone. "Did you see."
"Quackerjack." Liquidator snapped now looking sourly at the jester.
"What?" Quackerjack asked.
"If you know what is good for you, go and apologies to both Megavolt and Sylvia." Liquidator stated dryly.
Quackerjack gaped. "You can't be serious!" he exclaimed. "You've met her! She's odd!"
"I met her for about thirty seconds." Liquidator stated. "I don't know her! But the thing is, Megavolt care, and that should be reason enough for you to give her a chance!" he stated. "Reason for all of us really. You know Megavolt! You know he doesn't so easily let any-body in! For him that any-thing like this should happen is a down right miracle! It took us months to make him open up just a tiny bit! And before that an entire year for him to even work with us! thus this must really be important! Not just a flimsy faze!" Liquidator stated. "You should know Megavolt better than that! And I for one am happy for him!"
"Well, doesn't that just mean it doesn't make any sense?" Quackerjack exclaimed.
"In these sort of cases no, it rarely makes any sense!" Liquidator stated.
"I can't believe you!" Quackerjack exclaimed then turned to Bushroot. "Don't you have any-thing to say?" he asked the plant duck.
"Actually, I'm with Likky." Bushroot told honestly. "Quacky, if you calm down I'm sure you'll see things in a different ways, I know she may come in looking like a threat to you, but relax, isn't it good Megavolt is seeing other people than just us?" he asked.
"What do you mean threat to me? What are you talking about?" Quackerjack asked. "All I know is that she is bad news! Really bad news! She's no good for Megavolt!"
"Oh Quackerjack grow up." Liquidator stated truly.
"What?" Quackerjack asked.
"You heard me." Liquidator told.
"Guys, please!" Bushroot interrupted. "Liquidator honestly!" he looked at his friend. "You are the one supposed to keep a calm head! And Quackerjack! Maybe it's time for you to talk a walk and cool down! Think about what you are doing."
Quackerjack groaned. "Fine! When no one believes me, I'll have to uncover it myself! There's more to this Sylvia White than she lets on! Some-thing bad! I can feel it, it's like a disaster hanging in the air just waiting to happen!" he told. "It wont be long, and I can say, told you so!" he stated.
"Quackerjack!" Liquidator told sternly.
"No! I'm out of here!" Quackerjack stated. "Trying to at least minimize this disaster!" he gritted marching out.
Liquidator groaned. "Disaster yes! Why can't he grow up!" he asked rubbing his eyes.
Bushroot sighed deeply getting up. "You know how he is, he means it well he just not always right up here." He held a hand towards his head. "It's not his fault, we should just be patient with him."
"Shows signs of schizophrenia." Liquidator mumbled to himself.
"What?" Bushroot asked turning around.
"Oh nothing!" Liquidator said at ones. "Just some-thing.. Some-one told. It's arh, a little curious actually." He hesitated. "But don't worry about it!"
"I sure hope this doesn't end up in some kind of disaster." Bushroot at last mumbled to himself.
Megavolt couldn't recall the last time he had felt so alive, the last time he had felt alive or any kind of happy at all.
He felt warm and giddy inside, for reasons he couldn't identify, and yet, he didn't care. On his way home he had stopped by a flower shop, they had had roses in the window, of all colors, red, yellow, orange, pink. He felt silly while doing it, but he had went in and bought a white rose, white like Sylvia. It reminded him of her.
And with that in his hand, he went back, embarrassed knocking on his own door. "Sylvia." He called, she hadn't heard him apparently and with a shrug Megavolt went inside and carefully approached the living room holding his rose, slowly he opened the door and softly spoke. "Sylvia." Only to blink, there was no one in there, the blankets he had brought laid cast aside and the rest was empty, well, maybe then she was in the kitchen making tea! Or the workshop!
But as Megavolt had checked both of those places he had to conclude she wasn't either place either, that was when he started feeling nervouse, quickly he searched the entire rest of his home, but there wasn't a trace of Sylvia any-where! And that was when he stated to panick. "Sylvia?" Megavolt called looking through it all a second time. "SYLVIA!" he started calling. "SYLVIA WHERE ARE YOU!"
And he realized the only two options available, either she had left herself, in which case she would have to be in danger, or the danger had found her and the people who were after her had found her regardless. "SYLVIA!" Megavolt shouted dropping the white rose on the floor before running outside in desperation. "SYLVIA!" he hopelessly called for her to no answer, she just wasn't there. "SYLVIA WHERE ARE YOU?" he yelled hopelessly. But of cause, there just wasn't any answer, and there was only one thing for Megavolt to do, just keep on looking.