"Oh, hahaha." I rolled my eyes, trying to lift up my hands but to no avail. Everything was just stuck to the concrete, like bubble gum. Yes, I felt like a discarded piece of gum. The kind that you stepped on and no matter how hard you tried you could never scrape it off. It just stays there on the bottom of your shoe, almost mocking you with how sticky it was. Then you throw it into the freezer and forget about it for a few days. One day you open the freezer back up looking for a Popsicle or something only to find the gummed up shoe. You proceed to say, 'Oh, I was looking for you.' But you weren't, you never looked for that shoe, the thought never even crossed your mind. Sure you felt like you were forgetting something a few times but you never really thought about it.
Why are you thinking about shoes? Can't you concentrate on the situation at hand?
I wiggled my shoulder, finding it to be a bit loose. Maybe only my jacket had gotten stuck to the sidewalk by the slime. I managed to wiggle my left arm free of the mess and moved to free my other arm. My hand stopped and I felt my entire body freeze up at the face in front of me. Blue. It was covered in blue fur. It had large yellow eyes and pointed ears and… oh God, it had a tail. A tail, it has a TAIL. I am ab-so-froot-loopin-freaking-out right now. It was like a fuzzy blue demon of some sort.
It was… kind of adorable, in its own creepy little way-stop. Kailee, no. No, don't you do this. Do you always do this-fall for weird, unattainable guys and whatnot. Stop, I'm drawing the line. Annnnnnnnnnnnd there! You see this? Do you see this, Kailee? Do you see this bright, red, line laced with electric wire that could burn you to a crisp if you so much as looked at it? You're here on this side of the line, and the fuzzy blue demon's allllllllllllllllllllllllll the way over there. You will not cross this line, no matter what happens. I forbid it. Do you hear me? FORBID IT! It is forever FORBIDDEN! If he crosses that line, fine! Let him waltz on in and get zapped all he wants. It's not happening. Nope, no. Uh-uh. No way. Not in a million years. Not even if he was the LAST man on Earth and the two of you were tied together.
And besides, Connor did say that a blue woman was after me, didn't he? Maybe he was the woman's goon or little helper or something. Whatever you do, do NOT trust him or anyone else for that matter. He's bad news and you know it. (A/N: Iiiiiiii knew you were trouble when walked in…. OOOOOOH!)
"Guten tag!" he waved a three-fingered hand at me.
Now... where have I heard a German accent around here before? Hmmm... oh yeah! That one Kurt Wagner guy at school. Could this be him? Hmmmmmm, no of course not. That would be just IMPOSSIBLE!
I blinked and waved my free hand meekly, "Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii?"
Sure I was nervous, wouldn't you be if you were in my shoes? Well, not in my shoes exactly… but-Oh, you know what I mean!
There you go, thinking about shoes again...
(Hey guys, just a little interruption here. You know that poll thing? It doesn't even matter anymore, sure it's still up and you can vote all you want but meh, this story is now a Kurt/OC fic. It's a Kurlee, or a Kart…. Or Nightsludge, Sludgecrawler? I don't know, you guys make your own pairing name.)
"Elf, what'd ya do to her?" a gruff voice sounded behind me and I turned, just now noticing the new mutants around me.
"I didn't do anything!" the so called 'Elf' retorted, small traces of irritation clear on his face. "She vas like this vhen I got here!"
The new man grunted and looked towards me, "Can ya stand, kid?"
Yes, of course. She just doesn't want to right now, just chillaxing on the ground here...
I wriggled my arm free and shed my jacket. Sitting up, I placed both hands on the concrete and attempted to push myself up. Fail. My cargo shorts stuck to the concrete and showed no signs of loosening any time soon.
"I'm… stuck." I mumbled nervously, scratching the back of my neck as I did so.
What was your FIRST clue, genius?
"Couldn't you just take off your pants?"
What? Kailee, tell me you're going to slap this guy! He practically just told you to strip!
My eyes widened and I turned to the blue elf, blush evident on my cheeks. "What?"
He jumped, rapidly shaking his head and waving his hands in front of him, "N-no! Mein Gott! I-I didn't-no! F-forget I said anything!"
'Believe me, I'll try.' I thought to myself, once again trying to push myself up. I heard a sound similar to that of Velcro being pulled apart and successfully freed myself. "Yes!" I cheered quietly. My gaze went to my jacket and I bent down to pry it away from the sludge, 'I was NOT going anywhere without my hoodie. I love the thing to pieces, right down to the zipper.' Bits and pieces of the slime began to crawl away from the article of clothing and towards my hand.
"What in the-" the man began to say just as my skin started to ripple as the goo seemed to… dissolve into my hand.
"That's… new." I blinked before turning towards the group of mutants, "Now, just who ARE you?"
They're the A-Team... only stranger... and less steroids.
