THUMP, crunch, crunch, SNAP…"OUCH!"
Brainiac awoke with a start. What on earth was that he wondered walking over to the window, he pulled back the shade. He caught sight of a struggling figure dressed in black and covered in branches from the weeping willow. The figure looked up and glared at him. The figure was quite obviously a girl but he couldn't make out her features. He gasped as she spread a massive pair of wings and took off into the night sky.
The next morning Brainiac woke wondering whether he had dreamed the whole thing. He went to the kitchen where he smelled something delicious cooking. A very cheerful Annabelle was setting the table and a very tired looking Damiana was cooking breakfast. Neither of them noticed he was standing there. Annabelle looked quite pretty today. She was wearing a pale blue and pink flowing skirt with a dark blue peasant-shirt. Damiana, looked gorgeous as always even though she was still in her pajamas which were light blue flannel pants with owls on them and a light blue tank top, her red curls were pulled into a loose, high ponytail. He also noticed Damiana had scratches up and down her arms. He was enjoying his few minutes of observation before they realized he was standing there.
Damiana was the first to notice. She turned to go to the sink and grimaced as she did so. Catching sight of him her eyes narrowed and she consciously rubbed one of her scratches. In the next moment her whole demeanor had changed as if someone had flicked a light switch. "Just in time then" she smiled "Anna, I'm going to run and get Auntie" she turned to Annabelle who suddenly became flustered at the sight of Brainiac hastily nodded. Damiana hurried off wincing every now and then
Brainiac decided to try and get Annabelle to open up "hey" he smiled at her. Annabelle flushed a pretty shade of pink "h-hey" she said and went back to setting the table with shaking hands. "What did she make?" he tried again "eggs, bacon and toast" Annabelle said and clammed up. They went on like this for another 30 minutes, with Brainiac prodding and Annabelle was answering only enough to respond politely to his question.
"Are you harassing my poor cousin?" a cheerful voice sounded. Damiana reentered the kitchen. Her hair was down and she now wore dark jeans and a long sleeved purple shirt which read "HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE TESTED ON?" on it in rainbow letters. It had a picture of a little white mouse holding the bars of a cage.
The redhead moved to stand by her cousin, her normal easy, loping grace was replaced with a limp. She flashed him a brilliant smile that melted his insides. "Anna, she's coming in a few" she said to her cousin and limped over to the stove. Brainiac couldn't help but stare. "Good morning dears" a sweet voice said as Ma entered "mm smells good! Dami, you're such a good cook just like your mother was" Damiana smiled sardonically "just like my mother" she said in a funny tone and turned away but not before Brainiac caught the flash of pain in her eyes. "So!" she said in an overly-cheerful voice "let's eat".
Throughout the meal Annabelle stared at him. Damiana lounged in her chair, her easy grace apparent, silently observing everything. When the meal was over Annabelle cleared dishes and Damiana wiped down. Annabelle announced she was going to take a shower and disappeared and Ma wandered off to take care of office problems. Eventually it was down to Damiana and Brainiac. Brainiac went to pick up a towel at the same time Damiana did. They bumped hands and Damiana pulled back embarrassed and oddly flustered "my apologies" she said trying to regain her composure. Brainiac opened his mouth to try and break the awkward silence when the doorbell rang. Damiana, looking relieved, excused herself to answer the door.
Brainiac was mulling over the few, fleeting moments between them when he heard a deep voice "…and I was told this was the place" Damiana answered in dulcet tones "well, you've come to the right place. I can take you to Ma. I'm just the niece" he could hear the smirk in her voice. The other voice gave a low chuckle and said something that caused Damiana to laugh. A beautiful, clear sounding noise that made Brainiac's heart hurt. Damiana replied "not THAT pretty" and the deep voice said something else "I'll take you to Ma" he heard a clunk and Damiana say "oh, watch your head. This house is big but the door isn't!"
Peeking around the corner of the kitchen he caught sight of Damiana leading a massively built man with shoulder length, light brown hair. "You said your name was Gim, right? Gim Allon?" the man, Gim nodded his head "that's me…I also go by Colossal Boy. I didn't catch your name" Brainiac could see Damiana smirk "I'm Damiana, Damiana Frostwood. I'm the niece to Ma Frostwood." Colossal Boy smiled "Damiana, that's a very pretty name. It fits you well" Damiana smirked "watch it. Flattery gets you nowhere" she teased. Colossal Boy laughed; a sound that caused Brainiac to grit his teeth. He didn't appreciate Colossal Boy showing attention to Damiana.
Their laughter drifted down the hall and his insides boiled…
AN: Ook…I know Brainiac is OOC buuuut he's a human now, what do you expect? xD