26th November 2013 Tuesday

Day 330

35 days to go!

Finally got passed that annoying Candy crush level! Woohoo! This is where the starting chapter is supposed to be (I was out of ideas that night), so yes, it's really short. It makes me wonder how short "Mind Control" is going to be in comparison to the other new clone multi's within this saga. You know what; I'll set a goal for myself and hopefully spread that one in to double figure chapters, at least. We've still got 2 more clones to find!

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He was pulled out of the tunnel by the strong arm of the combat clone. Jenny 5 placed her hands on her hips as she stared down at the tracker, his large lips slathered in cream. He cowered, never meeting her condescending glare.

"What are you doing, frog boy?" she asked in a gentle tone. Tung chuckled, mirroring her voice to Jenny 10's.

"I'm-I'm," he looked down at his hands, covered in the same cream. The heavy sigh from his lips caused the clone to straighten up, mainly to avoid the spray.

"You're letting yourself down, that's what you're doing. Tung, how can you ever show your team that you're worth their respect when you're hiding in a tunnel eating whipped cream?"

He stared down at his hands in defeat, quickly wiping it off his mouth with his hand. He still looked disappointed, so Jenny 5 rested her hands on her knees as she spoke.

"Would it help you to know that Zap is struggling with the obstacle course?" she smiled as his eyes widened in surprise. He stared up at her, shakily pulling himself to his feet.

"Well, yeah, that does make me feel a little better."

Her smile widened as she started to walk backwards. "Come on, if you pick yourself up, you can show your whole team who is the fittest, and best of all, stand up to Zap."

Tung grinned broadly, edging his feet in to a light jog as he followed the clone.

"What the heck is the matter with you?" Jenny 10 spoke to Zap, who looked as though he was doing a push up in the mud, though he could've been covering himself from falling over. He glanced at her, covered in rain and mud in her camo-print pants and black shirt. He was wearing the same outfit, only more mud caked his front.

"Nothing, and I don't appreciate being yelled at while I'm doing this. Leave me alone," he spoke, yet his tone still had a playful air to it. Recognising this, Jenny remained where she was, walking slowly beside him as he stood, gasping for air.

"I'm sticking with you till the end," his gaze met hers; letting his quivering lips turn to a smile. "Whether you like it or not."

The pilot pulled himself up, covering up his laugh in his panting. "Wow, you really are annoying, aren't you?" her response was a raised eyebrow, but the smirk on her lips meant he was still ok. Squishing the mud and rainwater together in his hair, Zap sighed loudly.

"I'm not a runner; I'm a flyer. All this stuff," he gestured to the barbed wire, tyres and wooden climbing frames. "-this isn't my stuff. I might as well give up now."

"No, don't give up. You're so close," she stood in front of him, blocking his path. "You can be so much more than the fly guy if you make it to the finish line. Do it for your team. Would…would you do it for me?"

He smirked broadly at her, dropping his head with a shy shake as he tried to think of a response. "Well, I can't finish for you if you're standing in the way-" he was silenced as Jenny grabbed on to the front of his shirt, pulling the pilot to her and locking her lips to his. His eyes were wide once they parted, mirroring the clone as even she had a look of shock towards her action.

"What the heck was that?" he asked in a breath, keeping a shocked expression. Jenny released her hands from him, lost for words.

"I don't know," she confessed, clasping her hands together and mustering an innocent smile. "But you get another one if you finish without flying."

Zap looked in to the distance, spying the finish line. He pretended to think, catching the amused smirk of the girl standing in front of him. He stepped around her, allowing his hand to gently stroke her arm as he went.

"You're lucky you're cute," Zap whispered, flashing one last smile as he sprinted off, mustering up his best run since the beginning of the course.

Jenny remained where she was, smiling as she crossed her arms and murmured to herself. "I'm cute."

I couldn't resist a little (or a lot) of Zenny. R&R!