Title: Can I Help You?
Rating: T
Warning(s):Language
Summary: The flock settles down in NY, but when Kick-Ass and he gang show up, things start getting complicated: identities, relationships, secrets, and yeah... trying to save the world doesn't help much, either. R&R!
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Disclaimer: I own neither characters; I just use them as barbies for my own liking.
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"A week, eh? That's not too bad."
"It was just a fight, Fang," I said, kicking off my shoes before sliding down the wall next to him. "I mean, it's Thursday. If I knew I'd be kicked out for that long I should've waited till tomorrow. I'm not going back till next Monday now."
"So? You're not missing out on much. I mean, education you're probably never going to use, sure, but other than that? School's a dud," he replied. I sighed, looking down. "All I planned on was figuring out who these guys were, if they worked for anyone we should know of, and then bounce. Obviously that's going to be delayed… Not to mention all that can happen in just a week…"
"Max."
I looked up at him in question. He rolled his eyes before giving a small smirk. "You worry too much, sometimes. It's only a week. Just lay low and you'll be fine. I'll take care of them at school." He ruffled my hair before getting up. "You sleeping there?" he asked, walking towards the corner of the room where a chair resided. I shrugged, grabbing a pillow from the bed. Since we chose the smallest, least noticeable hotel in New York, there was only one room with one bed, which Nudge and Angel called dibs on first. The rest of us had to make so with the carpet floor, which I couldn't care less about. We'd slept on worse.
"I'll take first watch," I heard Fang say. I nodded slightly before drifting off to sleep.
A/N: Short one. :U Sorry.