*After landing in a nearby field and returning home, Luke was still out cold. With the help from Demyx via kissing, Xiggy reverted back to size*
Craig: What happened to Luke? *helping to lay him down on the couch*
Me: A door just flew open and knocked him back!
Craig: Ahh...wait just a door? *pulling an odd 'WTF' face at that*
Me: Except it looked like getting punched right in the teeth
Craig: Hmmm...Luke..you okay dude? *trying to bring him round*
*Xigbar slowly realized to himself what he did back at Millennium base, but kept buttoned over it*
Me: *Kneeling down to his face* Honey?
*Luke stirred a little*
Craig: Ah...he's coming round..give him some room...
Me: *I clasped my hands together, worried* Honey... *hoping for his usual response*
Luke: Ughh...what? ...*his eyes slowly opening*
*Luke began to focus on the many faces looking to him with worry*
*He then sat up quickly, wide eyed*
Luke: *his eyes riddled with confusion* Wh...who are you? *now standing up, but a little wobbly*
*Ginger, unfortunately would not assume he was out of place* Ginger: What are you talking about? It's us
Luke: *taking a step back* who? *his eyes flicking between everyone*
Craig: Not good... *my voice low and grave*
Demyx: You don't..know us?
*Luke shook his head...who were these people? Where was he?*
Craig: ...really not good...
*Emmit walked into the room, trying to reassure Luke, telling him he had a bad fall and that he needed a few checks - being a doctor and all...*
Luke: What's the diagnosis?
Emmit: Vell...a very big bump indeed
Craig: *turning to the group, Emmit told them straight* It seems like a spot of amnesia...
Me: *Folding my lips in*
Ginger: *Ginger widened her eyes* Oh no. Will he be alright?
Emmit: Vell...he should be...vee just need something to trigger a memory
Craig: Hmmm...Ginger...does Steve have anything on this?
Ginger: If only he was here to ask on
Me: Where is he? *realizing and looking around*
Ginger: Caught a bit of a bug of sorts and I brought him back home
Craig: Hmmm...well...he left his book behind... *looking to a nearby table*
Me: Um...
Craig: *I begin leafing through the book* hmmm...
Me: *shyly* Maybe...it's a bit stressful for him to be around alot of people..so maybe...
Emmit: *chuckling* hehehe...go for a valk hehe
Me: Uh, yes *smiling weakly, then gently taking Luke's hand* ...It's okay
Luke: *looking down to your hand...feeling warmness, something unexplainable. He smiled*
Me: We'll get some air for now
*From the opening door of Heather's room, Jan quietly slinked out*
*Luke began to look at Jan oddly*
Jan: O.o What the fuck is your problem, bro?
Ginger: Janni!
Luke: Hmph...brilliant language *raising an eyebrow*
Me: *a slight chuckle tried to escape me, but I held it down*
Craig: *I still flicked through the book*
*I then took Luke out of the front door*
Luke: Who was he? *whispering to you*
*Ginger smacked Jan in the back of the head*
Jan: Yow!
Ginger: What the hell's wrong with you? Your brother became conscious and that's how you behave?
Luke: I'm related to...that? -.-
Craig: Hey, I've found something! Notormous...Fee-linosa?
*POOF!*
Ginger: *Defensive* It ain't always about you, honey...huh? *now looking at the sparkling mist of pink smoke*
Craig: *I look up...* Any luck?
*Now Ginger sucked in her lips*
Craig: What? *looking at Ginger* *Licking my "paw" to slick my hair*
Demyx: Awwww *going googly eyed* a kitten!
Craig: What? Where?
*Demyx bent down and picked Craig up*
*I look around, tail flailing...then slowly realizing*
Craig: Oh GREAT! *cleaning myself*
*Craig, almost out of playfully kitten instinct, then scratched Demyx's hand, both yelping out as Craig landed on the floor*
Craig: *thud, all paws first* hmmmph... mew?
*Ginger giggled*
Xigbar: Ah...well...curiosity doesn't kill the cat I take it...?
Jan: Hey, Water Boy. This is why you have a guy. You're supposed to scratch the pussy, not have the pussy scratch you
Craig :*looking to Xiggy* Mew? *I hiss at Jan*
*Ginger's face turned to a slighter dark pink*
Demyx: Uh... *confused by that*
Jan: What? It's a joke, man. Not like...
Ginger: *Sighing* Oh...let me try...
Craig: *I tilt my head slightly to the side*
*Glancing through the book, trailing down the pages with her red fingernail* Ginger: Klatu...Huma-tor
*POOF!*
*Then tilting her head, dumbfounded* Ginger: Klatu?
Craig: Is it safe? *eyes closed*
*Demyx pats him on the shoulder*
Craig: *jumping a little, I open one eye*
Demyx: Looks like your back
Craig: phew...oh and Jan...no more pussy jokes right? o.O
Jan: Yeah, yeah *waving his hand*
Demyx: But I don't get it
Craig: *chuckling* just..don't get it
Ginger: Okay, okay *looking through the book again* I don't even know half of these words
Craig: Hmmm... I'm not saying that one *pointing at a few*
*Xigbar then swipes the book gingerly*
Craig: Hmmm...
Xigbar: Let me fiddle with this...
*Then, saying a phrase that could work and seemed possible*
*Jaw dropping how easily he read the cryptic words*
Craig: And...you know how to read that how?
Xigbar: Practice, dude
Ahhh...care to teach me that stuff? Hehe
*POOF!*
*The book plopped on the floor*
Craig: Errr...okay...
*out of the smoke, Xigbar, smaller in a new way, looking like a traditional turkey with feathers, but a back top head with a small right eye patch*
Craig: *I stifle a laugh*
Demyx: Xig-hee-bar hee
Xig: gobble gobble coo...?
Craig: Hmmm... Now...I'm not one for jokes...but...Thanksgiving already? *raising an eyebrow*
*Xigbar gave what could only be an 'angry gobble'*
Jan: *Making another joke* And look, this one's already stuffed
Craig: *I couldn't help but laugh*
*Turkey Xigbar flapping his "wings" in the air and proceeded to buck Jan all over his head*
Craig: *I laugh even louder now, falling to the floor*
Jan: Ow, yeooww! You fuckin' hormone fed buzzard!
Craig: That's *gasp* the funniest shit I've ever..ba...babaahaaaaaa Jan hahaha...you got served by a turkey to be served !
Jan: Yow! Somebody change him back!
Ginger: Well, I don't know. You had it comin' to you
Ginger hahahah...yo-your *hahaha* your call on this hah
Demyx: Xiggy...uh..wait... *trying to grab him*
*Ginger picked the book off the floor* Ginger: Klatu...Huma-tor!
*POOF!*
*Xigbar reverted back, but around Demyx's arms while still trying to beat the crap out of Jan*
Craig: *My laughing still going* Oh my god haha
Xigbar:...Snot Picker! *He seemed to be shouting other things at him while as a turkey*
Jan: *Snort* Is that the best you got?
Craig: *catching my breath* okay, time, gentlemen, please...
Ginger: Yes, please... *now annoyed* Jan... *heavy sigh* I don't even know where to begin
*Jan then shyly pointed downward*
Ginger: I don't mean that!
Craig: Haha! Sex on the brain...*shaking my head*
Ginger: I don't what exactly happened over at that base, but it looked you got a bump on your head!
Jan: That's because you gave it to me earlier *pointing in the back*
Craig: Oooh a domestic on our hands...don't mind us...
Ginger: You know...you really do surprise me. All those I stood up for it, the least you could do is be a bit more sympathetic
Jan: For what? With bro? Why would I know what his problem was back there!
Demyx: Didn't he have amnesia?
Jan: Amne...what the fuck? Door wasn't that hard!
Ginger: THAT DOESN'T MATTER!
Ginger: One minute, you do seem to care about him but the next... *grunting in frustration*
Jan: What the hell do you want me to do, babe?
Craig: Dude..chill...just...
Ginger: Don't call me babe! *Finger fiercely pointed at him*
Jan: Don't fuckin' chill me, Whitehouse!
Craig: *my eyes going wide* calm it man...
Jan: I'm sick of everything thinking here I'm useless!
Ginger: You're not useless! You just need...
Jan: What I don't need is someone *now looking down*, anyone, telling me what to do!
*He was becoming very angry, if he didn't know what else to do, he would've slapped Ginger like any other whore he went for. But...decided not to. Instead, he sighed and stormed out*
Craig: Damn...*just watching as he slammed the door*
*Her look began to glaze, like she was already slapped into reality. Now seeing he was gone*
Ginger: Jan...
Craig: *I sigh and take a seat* seems to me he needs to let off some steam
Xigbar:...I guess that was his bad side after all
Ginger: I... I don't understand. I'm cool with whatever he does *now plopping on the couch* But now...just sticking down his throat...I thought he had more consideration for Luke
Craig: It's kinda like how my sister and I work...siblings fight a lot, to my knowledge...he needs to find consideration himself
Ginger: ...Maybe...
Craig: Give him time...He'll come round...and have an epiphany at the same time...
*In his mind, Jan thought back, for once, over what happened. It was like what he was saying out loud in front of Heather, who held her little fluffy bear and thumb sucking*
*With cracking jokes, no one ever seemed to appreciate what he did. It wasn't that he hated them, he just didn't like all the attention others get for their troubles*
*He thought he would have the easy life not being in Millennium anymore, but somehow, it didn't turn out as he expected. Not even with becoming a different person; a slightly different person. So, he returned to the other house and wrote a note, saying he had to leave, that there was too much going on for him, and not to call him a fuckin coward. As he slipped the note back on the bed, he did ponder back a little over Doc. As mad and creepy as he was, he didn't always yell at him for screwing up. It was worth a shot, but maybe something else can be done*
*The wind blew along the ruffling green leaves, air slightly cool, as we sat on the bench in a small park. So far, only 2 families came and went, most of the time it was just us. I sat rather tight, almost as if subconsciously being proper, while Luke just sat and looked out, almost pondering*
Luke: Hmmm...looking at all of this...it gets me thinking...
Me: About what?
Luke: I'm thinking of a lot of things... *just looking into the distance, trying to find something*
Me: Well...take your time...
*he sighed, looking down. Why couldn't he remember?*
Me: This takes me back to the other times we had...
*he looked to you, wanting to know more*
Me: I..know it would sound strange to you, but we always went through so many weird things. Even when we first met
*Luke nodded as you explained just some of the things. He thought about them, not even sure it was true.*
Me: I just hope I'm getting through to you somehow. I don't want to think I'm weird or anything...I'm just worried
Luke: don't be...ugh I think I need a break... *looking around...noticing a nice little cafe* Hmmm..
Me: Hm? What is it?
Luke: *He pointed to the cafe* We could go there for a while...
Me: Umm...okay
*We settled in at the cafe, preferably in the back. Since he paid for his own, I decided to treat him to it, the least I could do. Unaware that I would be paying for a second one after the first was completely gone*
*Thinking to myself, at this rate, he won't remember where the extra pounds came from*
Luke: mmm...you really should try this *gulp hic* ooo..er...excuse me hehe
Me: It's okay, but I'm not hungry right now
Luke: hehe...well...that means more for me *pleasantly eating that last of his slice* *dabbing his mouth with a cloth* hmmm... Please excuse me...I'm going to head to the "little boys room" as it were hehe
Me: heh
*Luke stood up, and headed to the toilets...but before he could open the door, he smelt the whiff off the kitchen just down the hall*
*Maybe some of his self is slowly fading in*
Luke: *Luke's tummy growled loudly* What? I've just eaten... *The temptation was unbearable as one of the kitchen staff rested a whole pie on the shelf to cool. He slowly walked to the kitchen, peeking in...then swiftly swiped the pie, eating it in high speed. He belched loudly, barely noticing his added height. He then peeked into the kitchen again, looking for more. His stomach burned with hunger now, not sure what to do except eat*
*From the table, I thought a heard a loud burp*
*It seemed the kitchen staff had left for a quiet cigarette out back. Meanwhile, Luke began to eat the entire contents of the kitchen, munching noisily on anything and everything until he eventually hit the ceiling. The ceiling began to crack under the pressure of his height and weight*
Luke: *his voice somewhat fuller and larger* What's happening to me? *as he now munched on the kitchen surfaces*
Me: He's really taking a long time... *then came a wild shriek, a woman's shriek* *more sounds kept coming from the back*
*Luke munched on the building itself now*
*the sounds of a crowd calling out and things crunching and crumbling, the other patrons took notice*
*A thin waitress with brownish hair tied back sped out of the flip doors, other kitchen staff followed suit. She screamed out about something in the kitchen, a monster, run away*
Me: Huh?
*Luke could be heard munching on the roof*
*A thunderous shook and quake overtook the cafe, the patrons now fleeing, moving over each other, toppling to get away*
Me: *One man took my hand, saying I was insane to stay there and pulled me out* But...
*By now Luke had eaten the roof and was still hungry. Standing up he looked around for me*
Me: Wait! I... *Now nearing safety or at least thought so. I told the man I was fine and I will get to a safe place, now turning my attention to looking for Luke*
*Passerbys on the street took notice of the frantic running, curiosity now forming with fear was taking place*
Luke: *Luke now stomped down the streets, eating away at buildings, growing taller* I MUST stop!
Me: Oh my God! *Shouting out* Luke! Luuuke! Luke! Please stop!
Luke: *standing still, he turned around to see you standing there* What's wrong with me?
Me: What in the world happened!
Luke: I couldn't stop eating...
Me: I...I can't believe this! You ended up growing without knowing it! We have to do something! We have to get you back!
*Somewhere off in the distance, among the air around the city, someone was watching with a very keen interest. Seeming to be levitating over nothing, but with a smirk on his face* Doc: Danke Schrodinger for "lending" yourself to me. I knew you had a more useful means than banter...
Me: Please, honey. I know you don't recognize me as you know me, but I do
*Luke sat down, watching. Something began to tickle in the back of his mind*
*More screams became protruding, police and ticker tapes were called in, keeping people back. As frightening as the situation was, people couldn't help but gawk, some tried to snap cell phone pics of Luke.*
Anyone in crowd: A monster!
Crowd: A giant monster!
Luke: *Luke looked up...* a monster?
*Now slowly standing back up, his presence fearsome as his height. There were a few mutterings of how big he is, at least to some that it looked like a man, a human being*
Alison Gray: *Police and crowd control kept surveying the situation, making sure Luke didn't do anything destructive while trying to find a way to "rescue" the victim: me*
*Luke looked around...the tickle growing until eventually...*
Luke: I'm scared...Alison...
Me: ...Wha...what?
*He looked down, genially worried...if not, scared...for the once in a long time*
Me: *Looking up* Luke?
Luke: *looking to the crowd* I'm not a monster...
*Surprise overcame the crowd, not so much over the slightly deep voice, but that he was able to talk*
*He seemed confused as to what to do...was he really a monster? No human could do this...was he human?*
Me: Luke? *He reached down for me*
*He was awash with people staring at this "monster"*
*His large gloved hands clasped over me, the crowd cried out incessantly, as be brought me further up. Or it felt like it was further up than I expected, unaware that it was Luke growing again*
Me: Ahh! Honey, be careful! Special cargo!
*Luke then stomped away, causing more and more damage with each step*
Me: Luke!
*At the moment, his height reached around the higher part of smaller building windows; me being encompassed in his hand seemed very vast, just hoping I don't get crushed*
*He needed a place to hide for the moment, somewhere with alot of space and no prying eyes*
*Seeing no possible choice inside a busy and now awareful city, the next place had to be the barn. A portal big enough for him weaved in the air and stepped through it*
*The day was still clear with a few clouds as Luke stormed into the fieldy area. A few birds scattered in the sky, but not much else for things to be afraid of. Now tucked inside his coat pocket at the top, he crawled between the open barn doors, sending out rocking tremors when he sat down, almost very defeated and upset, now bringing into the open again and placed along a rafter in plain view of him*
Luke: *sighing to himself* Everything is my fault again
Me: Honey...
Luke: I know you're trying to help, sweetie. I guess I can never let go of being called that
Me: Well, we all do. I guess... no matter how much we're away from our past, how far we escape, it still nags at us. But, if you really feel you're not a monster in anyway, the only way to do that would be to go in the opposite. Like, give people a reason to see you're not a monster, that someone as yourself can be helpful
Luke: But how can I do that when I look like this, and now, people in town will recognize us. Unless somehow New York gets attacked by Godzilla or King Kong, they'll see me as that
Me: Hmm *trying to think* I mean...you don't...feel bad about being big, do you?
*Looking at me, with eyes sad yet open* Luke: ...not..particularly. Back then, I never liked doing this. Before I met you I mean. When Doc realized what I could do and at a young age, he at first kept it secret, looking over me and experimenting on me, trying to find out how it worked. Even now, I become conscious when I do get examined. But...it wasn't until...that one day..
Me: *Tilting my head* What one day?
Luke: It happened..during routine work. Back then, the Major's plan for conquest was becoming more of a reality. I was in a hanger that day, picking up a unique knife I found there. It would be the one I gave you.
Me: Ahh
Luke: I was practicing it for a while, trying to show myself I wasn't some army brat or anything like that. I wanted to be someone special, that even the Major wouldn't see me as just cannon fodder. But, these thoughts sprang inside me, like, pleasing thoughts, ones that make you feel higher if you will. I didn't realize then how high I thought I was until the knife in my hand became very small and my head reached along the dusty windows to the outside. I was nervous and terrified over what was happening to me. I didn't know what to do then. I know, "performing" for Doc, I could do it then knowing it, but there I had no idea, I didn't know if I could stop it
Luke: Before I knew it, I was too big inside the hanger, until I forced myself to lie down on the ground, everything pushed away from me. And also little did I know that Jan eventually came around, along with another soldier. He was the one that screamed at me *trying to say the word*, he screamed..monster..at me, and ran off. And then Jan took off too, without even doing anything. I didn't even know he recognized me. But, this and that, it was discovered what I can do
*I hung onto Luke's words, pouring out his inner sorrow, his damaging past that made he somehow feel the way he does now*
Luke: The Major, upon hearing of the "news" decided for us to storm the Hellsing mansion; in an attempt to use my powers. I felt so sure I could do it, so sure of myself. But, I was so frightened by how Alucard really was; displaying his vampiric powers that even I didn't have that I was scared senseless to not attack
Luke: I know I've said I should've been dead, stayed dead, but...for being used by this organization again, I didn't feel anything for it anymore. That it was a decision I ended up making and putting too many risks on everyone doing that. I'm not sure how Jan felt about deciding to "leave", but he ended up coming anyway
*I was unsure if I should say something*
Me: And...I also...felt that too
*Luke looked to you, his eyes seemed teary*
Me: I thought I would be wrapped up in so much panic that I would never recover... but...again, it looks like I did, even from your memories...not that I still don't see it, but it doesn't hurt as much, maybe...it can be like that for you...
*his eyes looking deep into yours...something coming back. His natural instincts now lead him to wrap his arm around you tightly, pulling you close*
*He reached out for me, like he was greeting me happily, but with his large hands*
Me: Uh, honey? *He cupped me along the fabric of his gloves, slowly bringing me closer, my view of the barn walls moving as I approach his chest closer*
*his stare seemed a little blank, deep in thought*
*My head rested against a zipper and fabric line, feeling the sensations from inside his torso, not as warm, but still full of life. Or maybe it was the warmth that was coming from me, but all over and really heated. Still close to him, I felt more of the fabrics, somehow encompassing more of me. I began to feel more of his body, moving to a shoulder, below his chin; thinking I was being moved all around, but instead...it looked like I was about to meet him all the way*
*I fully realized, by now at eye view to the other side of the barn rafters and looking all around at the ground with hay and barrels, that I was now giant sized*
Me: Oh...oh my...
*Luke grinned*
Me: This is... *still looking around*
Me: *Jumpy* It feels like I crawled inside a doll house or doll barn
*Luke tried to calm you down*
Me: I mean..I'm not scared or anything..I just didn't e-expect this
*Luke still smiled*
*He pressed me further to his chest by his arms, wrapping tighter*
*Luke cuddled you against his chest*
Me: heee... I guess we'll both be that together... while being called that isn't my thing either
*He nodded, resting his head lightly on yours*
Me: *softly smiling* ready to grow down yet?
Luke: Just a moment...
Me: okay
Me: hmmmmm *sighing and then speaking quietly* d'squeak
*Luke chuckled lightly and sighing too*
*Doc sat at his desk, typing up and finalizing his 'master plan' so to speak, the lab was dark, with just the laptop light*
*everything seemed to be in place at just the right moment. Xigbar displaying an unusual knack for enlarging himself solidified the plans, despite the use of the same ability given to the boy and the countless times Luke used it*
*Big Red came stomping in*
*Doc's thoughts of how Schrodinger was "operated" on, confusing his mind enough so that he could take the teleportation potential onto himself were interrupted*
R: Well, Doc...what are you cooking up now? Nothing has worked so far...and my patience is wearing thin...
Doc: *nonchalantly* You vremind me of the Major...but he never showed impatience, even vhen others have died horrible deaths in duty... Luckily, I managed vithout a scratch...or at least a decoy of mine. But after planning and experimentation, I've finally be able to achieve *now fully standing up* my one true plan for this vorld!
R: Oh really? And that would be...?
Doc: Vell...as personal as it sounds...I have had some "issues" about appearances...
*A mocking voice called from the distance* Jan: Appearance? Hell, you look like a god damn stripper with that friggin' get up!
*Big Red and Doc looking to the shadows*
Jan: Yea, it's me, who else? *Walking casually out, his arms bent and hands inside his pockets*
R: *Red began to stomp to him* HOw did you get past the guards?
Jan: What fuckin' guards? Got in here the same way I CAME in. And no need to yell at me if we're gonna be partners and shit
*Moves aside* Jan: So Unc... *moving toward Doc* You said you wanted us to come back? Well... *Showcasing his hands to direct the full picture of himself* Here "I" am
*Big Red growling deeply*
Jan: *turning around* Calm down, Red
*He grunts loudly, with Doc looking a tad flabbergasted*
Jan: Well, what do you say, Doc?
dOC: *He raised an eyebrow* And vhat brought zis change?
*He had to think quickly for a moment; Doc doesn't have Telepathy, but he can't show anything that would give him away*
Jan: Because I want to be better, that's why. That I can be just as bad ass as Bro, as powerful as he is
Doc: Hmmm..*stroking his chin* Vell..one ist better than nothing..
Jan: Aw, yeah *grinning*
Doc: hmmm...und I have huge plans, let me tell you... *grinning madly*
*Soon, his plan was taking affect. There were small medical reports from hospitals coming in about excessive fat cell gains in patients. And it was just anyone affected by this, anyone, male or female deemed attractive, were engorged with body fat that came out of nowhere*
*Everyone sat watching in the living room as this was aired*
Craig: Hmmm..well I can guess who did this...
*Just as the report came on, Luke and I entered*
Craig: Hey guys you seen this? *pointing to the TV*
Me: No, what?
Xig: Well...there's only 1 person I can think of that caused this...
Steve: Oh yeah...and one person he would love to target...
Demyx: *Watching this like a movie while eating popcorn* Oh no! *Turning to Xigbar* Does that mean you're gonna get fay, Xiggy?
Me: Who would he target?
*Steve pointed upstairs, directly to where Emmit's room was*
Me: Uh...no... Wait a mintue! Where's Jan?
Craig: That's another thing...we don't know where he is, not answering his phone...
Ginger: This maybe why *walking in with Jan's cellphone*
Dem: His phone?
Me: Is it turned off?
Ginger: No...right here
*Looking over*
Dem: Xiggy, shouldn't you be worried? *hoping he knows what he means*
Me: But now all this? *trying not to panic or get an anxiety bout* Shouldn't we check up on Emmit?
Craig: *I nod* Who knows? Maybe the way he's eaten he'll have...no...sure?
Dem: I mean, not that I wouldn't love you any less...you might feel really softer...
Me: But...maybe there's a reason for him eating so much?
Craig: I'm thinking that too...
Me: Come on *trying to lead the others*
*Xigbar shrugged*
Dem: *thinks again* But then... *pondering* what if happened to me... *Xigbar pulled Demyx with him*
*Us making our way up the stairs**from behind the door to Emmit's room a rustling could be heard, perhaps of candy wrappers* *There also sounded like groaning noises, like creaky floors being stepped on, growing louder*
Craig: What the hell's going on in there? *giving a confused look to everyone else*
Me: Emmit? *the munching stopped but the groaning and creaking continued; now making the sounds of bed springs bending*
Me: *Calling further, not sure to raising my voice* Are you alright?
Emmit: E: err...yes I'm fine...
Craig: You don't sound it dude...
Me: You sound...odd
Emmit: No no I'm fine..honestly...
Craig: Right..Emmit..I'm opening the door on 3...
Me: *Turning to Luke* Luke? Maybe you can phase through?
Luke: Craig may be doing the job for us it seems...
Craig: *I twist the doorknob...* Ah..locked...
Luke: Ah...my time to shine
Craig: *He walked to the wall, and phased through. From inside it was heard* Emmit? What the...?
Alison Gray: *Xig rolls his eyes in a "well duh" way*
Alison Gray: Luke, what happened in there!
Luke: *Luke opens the door up* You must see this...
Craig: *I walk in...*Emmit?
Emmit: Ja, ja...I know...
*Everyone joined us in the room, awestruck by Emmit's new 1000lb frame*
Xig: Well..the candy finally caught up with him...
Me: Not even candy could do this much damage!
*Demyx was the only one goad enough to approach the mammoth Emmit on his scrunched bed, curiously poking at any sides with extra folds and fats*
Emmit: Hey now that vasn't good at all... *his weight jiggling*
*Demyx couldn't help but look in awe as his skin wiggled, holding back a giggle*
Me: Um... *now moving closer, not sure if I should kneel as I walked to the other side of him, looking him over* Emmit, how do you feel?
Emmit: Hungry...if not a little vobbly
Me: But overall, nothing else? Nothing hurting?
*He shook his head, his extra chin wobbling*
Me: Um, I guess health is okay?
Emmit: I feel great...it's a shame about the figure though...
Me: Well, yes... We know who did this
*Luke nodded*
*With an effort on his part, he slid his heavy sacked arm down, his pudgy, smooth fingers grasping at my hand*
Me: *Softly smiling back* Don't worry. We'll put a stop to this once and for all
Craig: Hey guys...why do I get the feeling I know where Jan went?
Me: Hmm? What do you feel Craig?
Craig: His disappearance..and he's been a bit off lately...usually people like him look to family for help...you don't think he...?
Me: He went... You don't think he went...?
Craig: *I nod slowly*
Ginger: No! How could he do such a thing!
*Luke sighed in disappointment*
Me: Oh, honey
*He frowned*
Me: It can't be like what was before...maybe there was a reason why he ran off that day. I mean, why just go off all of a sudden; or just stay behind from the beginning? There has to be a reason for him to do this, to go off like that
Luke: I know...unless...
Ginger: *upset* Unless what?
Luke: Unless it's a 'lime-light' thing...
Me: 'lime-light' thing?
Ginger: Luke, come on, don't scare me like that. As crass as he is and inconsiderate, it's like Ally said, why do this now? I feel bad enough for what happened
Dem: Would Jan really turn like that? Did we really work together with a potential, psychopath?
Craig: Not a psychopath..maybe jealous? o.O
Me: Seems like a big factor
Jan: *voice in an echo distance* Did someone say "big"?
Craig: Huh?
*Luke looked to the window*
Ginger: Janni? *Running to the window*
Dem: It's him? *Now everyone tried to get a glimpse out the window*
*There was Jan, standing outside in the back, a faint smile from what we could see*
Craig: Dude where you been?
Ginger: It IS Janni! *Gladness in her voice as she rushed out, running down the stairs*
Me: Ginger?
*She came back down to the ground floor and turned the knob on the back door, creaking open as she sprinted for Jan*
Ginger: Oh Janni! *Now near his arms* I'm so sorry for yelling at you!
Jan: Think nothin' of it, babe *holding her closer*
Jan: Guess I just needed to clear my head
*His gloved hand slowly crept along the base of her back and moving into her neck, a resounding energy pulsed from it*
Jan: Looks like you need to rest yourself...
*The energy ran through Ginger, as it slowly knocked her out, losing balance in her legs as she went limp*
Craig: Ginger!
Me: Jan!
*He looked back up* Jan: What? *He rested her down on the ground* I didn't want her to see this...
*Now stepping a ways back*
Craig: What's he doin'?
*His arms outstretched, a very Christ-like position, a resonance going on inside him, any blood in him rushing at fast speed, pumping any trace of his heart and through his veins, the feeling warming quickly*
*Demyx cocked his head, like he'd seen this before*
Xig: ugh what's that bonehead doing?
Jan: *His golden eyes now open, his voice slightly different* You'll regret callin' me a fuckin' bonehead, Patchy...
*The look of his body began to change, he started to expand, to rise, to grow, his once tall frame now becoming taller, brimming with an energy never seen or felt before*
*His body taking on a mini-giant appearance before his height exploded further*
Craig: Errr...I say we high tail it...anyone agree?
*All of us nodding*
Me: But what about Emmit?
*We all head for the door*
Craig: Errr...
Steve: *Steve quickly pointed to him, pink dust spraying to Emmit** I have just the thing...
Demyx: What are you gonna do?
*the dust fell on Emmit, making him feel lighter*
Me: Ahhh
*With his fat moving slowly, he easily floated in the air*
Craig: Right...and RUN!
*we fled out of the room, now forming outside*
Craig: Jan, what the fuck man!
Xig: Hmph..
Luke: Jan?
*Jan only looked down on his former comrades, roughly over 70 feet high*
Jan: What's the matter, Xig? Feelin' a little "short" somewhere?
*Xigbar folded his arms*
Xig: Don't make me come up there, Jan...
Jan: Like you can do any better...
Xig: Just watch me, hot shot... *grabbing Demyx, he planted a kiss on his lips*
Dem: *wide-eyed by the surprise kiss* mm
*Why was Xigbar kissing Demyx at a time like this?*
*He ended the kiss and looked to Jan again, panting a little*
*Demyx raised his fingers to his lips, flushing a pink glow*
*Xigbar's stared angrily now up at Jan, growing taller and taller slowly*
Craig: Holy crap Xig...
Me: Oh my gosh!
Dem: Eh...Xiggy?
*Xigbar clenched his fists, now enlarging 25 feet and growing*
Jan: Well, fuck yeah! Looks like you got some tricks up your infinite sleeves
Me: Oh! Luke...Ginger
Xig: Yeah... *now 50 feet*...time to meet your match, Jan..I've been waitin' a long time for this...
*It's now come to this; I still never thought we would be fighting against one of our own*
Jan: *Laughing* Least you're not a 50 foot buzzard!
Me: Huh?
Xig: *Xigbar then reached Jan's gigantic height, swinging for him at that comment* I'll show you buzzard!
*Jan ducked down*
Me: Xigbar's really peeved at Jan!
Craig: You bet...
Me: We have to get Ginger out of there
*Luke nodded*
*Xigbar was now wrestling Jan, his hands around Jan's wrists but barely gripping*
*Jan lodged his boot on his chest*
Me: Uncle Steve!
*Steve ran to her, picking her up in his arms*
Me: Is she alright? *Helping to look over, shaking from the loud thumps to the earth*
Craig: She should be fine...
*Demyx cupped his palms together to form a bubble of water, letting it pour over Ginger's mouth; a bottom belly pouch from Emmit's bumping the back of his head*
Dem: OOff! *Rubbing the base*
Emmit: Sorry
Me: What'll we do about those 2? This can't go on forever
Craig: I know...they'll wind up killing each other if we don't stop it some how
Demyx: Or destroy the house
But what's gonna convince either one?
*Demyx turned back to the brawl rumble; still surprised that Xigbar expanded from his kiss. He wanted to pull Xiggy away, easing his anger back like how he felt guilty for not protecting him*
Dem: Then I'll protect him! *Searching inside himself for that one spot that let's it all go, putting any emotion out there that'll convey what he had to go. Focusing on the power of anger and sadness at once, his body jutted once, then a couple more times, until he fully enlarged; this time more quickly*
Craig: Ok, I want what he had... *looking up*
*It wasn't a subtle slow growth that plagued him the first time; it was one where he needed to be an exact size to take down 2 giant hotheads*
*Jan and Xigbar still wrestled, getting dangerously close to the house*
*Xigbar and Jan continued to grapple and take their punches at each other. Until Demyx stepped in, roughly 80 feet, acting as a barrier to protect the house and push the 2 aside, all the while still growing himself. His original clothing remained intact during his change*
Xig: grrr...and this is for the turkey insults!
Dem: Xiggy, stop it! *Pushing and keeping the 2 apart as best as he could. He expanded to 110 feet, still needing to grow to contain the fight*
*Xig and Jan reaching for each other, like two fighting kids with Demyx as the parent*
*He grunted and groaned, pulling in his lithe form with all his strength; now 135 feet tall, just has he felt his heel nudged into the house's foundation. He used the extra strength courteousy of his height and a 40 foot advantage over the titans to pull them further apart, his hands large enough to cover their chests*
Craig Whitehouse: L: Ugh I had enough of this... *closing his eyes and focusing*
*Like Demyx just before, Luke quickened the pace of his height, with enough breathing room away from us without fear of crushing*
*Demyx then put himself between Jan and Xigbar, shielding Xigbar from behind*
Luke: *with a loud booming voice* Jan! Stop it right now!
Jan: Huh? *His deadly gaze diverting away from the couple and to his older brother, now pressing the same size as he is*
Luke: *He pulling Jan back from them* This is getting ridiculous!
Jan: Christ, man! Do you always have to hog everything! Always trying to be the big man, playing the fuckin' favorite!
Luke: What are you talking about? I never wanted to play the favorite!
Jan: Course you did! *Pulling away* That's what everyone else felt. You're not the only one that's important! *Now pointing in blame*
Jan: All because you can do one thing that now I can *thumbing to himself* And now you can do anything you want; setting your little heart's desire. I never thought becoming some giant would make your ego as big as that
Luke: But...
Jan: And I saw it first too man. I was there all the way for you when that wuss of a soldier saw you like that
*Luke frowned, unable to believe what he was hearing*
Jan: Don't look that way, bro! What the hell you thought?
Luke: Of all the times you've felt like this and you didn't even tell me..
Jan: What the hell, bro? You thought I'd tripped you like that? I'm not all the mushy type, but I do care about other stuff and shit, dammit. If anything, I thought it was you that didn't feel like that. They all saw you as reliable and stuff
Luke: That was then...
Jan: Then what about now? What about me?
Luke: I'm your brother...you could always talk to me
*He started to be guilty over what he did; luckily Doc only gave him enough growth power at a temporary level*
Jan:...I'm good at what I do too, man. Ain't no one can make a faster kill than me
Luke: I know, Jan..I know...
Jan: So... *unsure to ask* are we cool, again?
Luke: We're cool...*Luke weakly smiling, but it gradually got warmer*
Jan: I mean...even with going back to Doc..before?
*Luke nodded*
Dem: You mean...you're back with us now? *Gladly, he forgot about his 135 foot frame and lunged toward Jan, leaping into a mega-giant sized glomp*
Craig: OH crap!
*THUD, the ground shook violently, Luke was tossed aside before he was buried*
*Luke hit the floor with a thud, as the ground shook with an earthquake sized tremor*
*Demyx squeezed his arms tighter around Jan's choking neck*
Demyx: Please don't ever do anything like that again!
Craig: Luke, you okay dude?
Jan: *gasp* ok *gasp* ok. Just stop trying to kill me
Luke: I'll be fine...I think Jan needs more help than me hehe
Me: *Moving aside of Craig* Honey?
Luke: Alison...? *he smiled*
Me: *smiling back*
*When the guys reverted back to normal size, we assembled back at the house for one last meeting call*
Demyx: *only to Jan* Can you still do that?
*He shook his head* Jan: One night only...
Craig: Aw man...we coulda used that...
Jan: Unless you want me to French water boy here *thumbing
Xig: Pfft...
*Xigbar raised an eyebrow*
Jan: Hey, not that I would. He's yours *pinpointing Xigbar* Look, Xig, about before...
Xig: 'ey, no problems...
Me: Hmm , you guys are already cool then
Xig: Well...we've got to..we're a team...
*Demyx nods and hold's Xiggy's arm*
Me: And we need all the muscle we can get for this
Craig: Ha
Me: But speaking of which
Ginger: *Awake for awhile* This has gone on for too long and now the whole friggin' world sees this happening
Steve: Indeed
Ginger: How can we even cover this up when this is over?
Craig: Hmmm... We can cover it up, provided where this happens is not in the public eye...
Me: *Nodding* exactly, but then the issue of explaining this..worldwide fattening of sorts
Craig: Hmph...would probably just be blamed on food content...maybe a spill at a factory?
Demyx: And why good looking people?
Steve: We could come to that large problem later...but about ending this now
Luke: What should we do?
Craig: We take it to them...
Jan: Takin' it to the fuckin' street! *Pumping his hand*
Craig: Not exactly...maybe to the lab...
Me: *I nod* Of course; destroy that main base
Craig: Take out the source, take out the force...
Jan: Takin' out the fuckin' force...and so happens I just know how
Craig: Ah! :D It's all falling into place...I love it! :D
Xig: Hmph...so what do you suggest, Jan?
Jan: Leave most of the vulnerable spots to me...by now, Doc still thinks I'm on my way to wasting you guys and not expected me to be with you if you know what I mean
Craig: hmmm...ah the double cross for the win :D
*Emmit and I sat with Steve and Ginger, going over some science-meets-witchcraft spells, while Jan and Xigbar prepped for their tough guy moments.*
*Luke meditated his position, using his inner mind dwellings, focusing his balance for his speed and abilities to be in shape; he in turned help me to especially not cower under fire or be afraid or worry*
Alison Gray: *Demyx went along with our practices*
Craig Whitehouse: Right that's the last of that *bottling the "potions"*
Alison Gray: *Geanie was curled up along Emmit's massive form, now comfortably settled to keep touch from here while we went on the possbily final mission*
*Heather was lying asleep on the other side. Ginger pretty much fawned over that* Ginger: Bless her *I bent down closer to Heather, brushing her head and kissing her*
Craig: *I sent a text to my babe: "Hey smexy, just klickin' soem ass. Hope you keep the curves ;)"* There...that settles that hehe
Me: *Looking over* Keep the curves?
Craig: Oh come on now
Me: ...why do I feel like we're gonna die in this?
Craig: ...are you not positive? If we so we may go down as saving the world...
Xig: Yeah...no way are we losin'...
Me: I know... *almost ready to cry* just like living
Luke: *Luke cuddled* I promise...we will finish this...
*Sniff*
Craig: *Punching my fist into my hand* On that note peeps...let's go kick some demonic ass
*Nodding*