You know what makes me upset guys? Having Guest reviewers and not being able to reply back to them… I keep looking for the reply button… but it's not there, it's never there and I-how am I supposed to let you guys know that I love you? Aside from tracking all of you down and hug/attacking you and refusing to let go until you threaten to call the police… that is.
Just to clear things up: Linzy is a nickname for my buddy Rosezelene Ersa, who helped co-write an AMAZING STORY FOR FIREBREATHER. Search her up, and READ THAT STORY. Review it, favorite it, FOLLOW IT. And if you haven't watched the movie, GO WATCH IT. Seriously, it gets like no love, and it's such a great movie. It will somehow help you understand how we got to this world... maybe.
Also Kass, is a nickname for myself. Yes, I'm talking about myself in the 3rd person.
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I'm done.
... I love you...
"What are you doing back so quick, it early day or somethin'?"
No, the entire school caught fire mysteriously and a giant purple lizard kidnapped the principal.
Oh, come on! Couldn't I just sneak back into the institute and lock myself up in my room without running into anyone? All I wanted was to just sit on my bed and stare at the wall while listening to some music. Is that too much to ask? Can't I just be angry without having anyone try to talk to me? You know what, whatever. I don't even care right now, I'm just going to go into the kitchen and drink the rest of the chocolate syrup out of the bottle. Gosh, why am I craving chocolate right now? I never really liked it before, it's okay. But right now I'm just like… give me a chocolate bar or else I am going to buy you a puppy and as soon as you get attached I'm going to steal it back and give it to a little girl in a children's hospital. I KNOW that you won't be able to get it back, knowing that you'll be breaking a little sick girl's heart.
Ooo, you can be cruel. Whatever you did, I LIKE it.
"Don't even; I do NOT want to talk to anyone right now." I growled at the man and he cocked an eyebrow at me. I must be suicidal… or really dumb, maybe both. I mean I haven't been here long and I'm pretty sure that the one person you don't want to tick off is the guy who has razor blades that come out of his knuckles and an anger problem. But, whatever, I am severely ticked off right now, more than I should be in fact. Normally I would just be upset for a few minutes in a situation like this but now for some reason... I'm just… I don't know. Cranky I guess.
… I like it.
I feel like I could punch someone and squirt lemon juice into their eyes then go murder a bunch of clowns with a gigantic chainsaw.
Ooo! THAT's a new one! Can I borrow that one day?
I stomped into the kitchen and towards the fridge, fully aware that I had been followed. My eyes flicked over to where Connor was sitting at the island and he just nodded. Geez, why can't I just stop running into people today? Just as I was about to yank off the door to the refrigerator something tugged at the bottom of my hoodie. I whipped around with a murderous glare and a snarl on my lips. My gaze softened a bit when Connor shoved a chocolate bar into my hands before promptly walking off to who-knows-where. I blinked for a few seconds before taking a seat on one of the stools.
I munched on the bar with a sour look on my face, which only intensified when Logan cleared his throat from the doorway.
What do YOU want?
"Ya wanna talk about it, Lil Muck?" he asked, using the nickname that he had unceremoniously given to me when I had somehow managed to melt myself in the middle of the training area, causing several teens to slip and fall when they ran-not into-but onto me.
I only glared and a sharp pain hit my lower left side. I flinched a bit, but otherwise I was fine.
Oh, oh wait. I know what's happening. Oh that's going to be so gross.
"Look, I know I'm not good at these kinda things, but if ya ever want to talk, I'm always here."
…
"Do you have a license to kill?" I asked him and he shook his head, "Too bad, would have come in handy."
"Okay, now I'm curious." He walked over and took a seat across from me. "So, what happened?"
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And then (the firenation attacked… wait, wrong fandom.) the floodgates shattered into a million pieces as I began to harshly state the problem word by word. I made sure not to spare a single detail as I glared at the table, pausing every now and then to take a bite out of the chocolate bar.
"Then, OUT OF FROOT-LOOPIN' NOWHERE he kisses me!" I shouted, "Now, that shouldn't be such a big deal, right? BUT, it was my FIRST KISS! And that jerk of a speedster STOLE IT! The next time I see him I am going to take a metal baseball bat to that OH-SO BEAUTIFUL face of his and pour lemon juice ALL OVER his-"
"Kid, calm down." Logan said and it was then that I noticed that the chocolate was gone… oh, and that my hands had become nothing more but two black masses of rippling and heaving ooze. "Yer gonna kill your… did you cut yerself or somethin'?"
Ewwwwwwwww.
"What?" I looked down.
There… was blood… streaming down my legs. You didn't have to be a rocket scientist to figure out what had just happened. Connor-somehow sensing the situation-came in and threw a darkly colored towel at me. I wrapped it around my waist quickly and bolted out of the kitchen and to my room as fast as my feet could carry me. I found a small box on my bed and frowned. I just knew that Connor and left it there for me, that kid knows WAY too much for his age.
How does he know about this?! What books has he been reading?!
LATER
"You will speak of that situation to no one." I hissed to Logan as I passed him in the hallway.
"I'm tryin' to erase it from my mind as we speak, believe me."
Good.
"Good." I trudged into the living room, expecting it to be empty. Wrong. So wrong.
Oh crap, turn and walk away. Turn and walk away. Turn and-
"Kay!" Kitty squealed, lunging at me and enveloping my body into a tight hug. She was shortly followed by the rest of the teen girls in the room, this included: Tabitha, Rogue, and Jean. The group hug lasted several minutes until I somehow managed to wrench myself away, taking in deep breaths after I did so.
I shoved my hands into the pockets of my pajama bottoms, staring at the four suspiciously. "What?"
"So," Tabby drawled out, draping an arm around my shoulders and pinching my cheek. "Our little girl's a woman now, huh?"
My face burned bright red and I leapt away, "WHO TOLD YOU?!"
Connor, the little kid can't keep his mouth shut and you know it.
"Connor." Jean said. "He's a smart kid for his age."
I so TOLD you!
"That's because it's a part of his mutation." Rogue grumbled.
"We are like so excited for you, Kay!" Kitty smiled widely and I only frowned.
Excited? WHY WOULD YOU BE EXCITED?! IT HURTS! LIKE BEING THROWN AT A BRICK WALL AT 200 MILES PER HOUR!
"Excited? I feel like I'M BEING CRUSHED ON THE INSIDE BY TWO GIANT ROCK PILLARS!" I snapped and she blinked quietly.
Close enough!
"Oooohhhh, so you're that type." Tabby mused, "I always thought you'd be the whiney type, like Kitty."
"I am like so NOT whiney!"
Rogue snorted, "Oh, really now? Do tell."
Hah, I like her. She's awesome. You need to talk to her more.
Kitty glared at the southern girl and I just stood there awkwardly.
"Anyways," the brunette said, turning away from Rogue as she did so. "What did the professor say about you like cutting school and all that?"
I slumped down to the couch with a huff. "I have to clean the Blackbird all day tomorrow after school."
"There's no school tomorrow." Rogue informed me and I blinked, "Teacher's Work Day."
"Great…" 'A three day weekend and I'm spending it alone cleaning some jet.'
"You won't be alone." Jean said suddenly and I gripped my head.
Why? Is Waldo joining us? How did you find him?
"Jeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaan!" I whined, "Don't dooooooooooo that!"
She just smiled apologetically, "Anyways, I heard that Kurt got into trouble at school today-"
"No way!" Kitty cut in, leaning against the back of the couch and placing her hands on the top if my head as the red head sat in an armchair across from me, Tabby resting on one of the arms and Rogue taking a seat beside me.
"What'd the fuzz ball do now?" Rogue questioned her.
"He made me promise not to tell."
OH THAT IS BULL!
"Aw, come on, Red!" Tabby groaned, "Can't you just give us a hint?"
"Nope." She popped the 'p', causing the rest of us to groan.
I hate you so much, Red.