Writer's Block will Fuck you :(
~Powers~
"I don't like my powers." Kiwi said suddenly as she wrapped her arms around her legs.
Len and Mark turned from the T.V. and looked down at the girl that sat between them. Len muted the T.V. "What?"
"I don't like my powers." Kiwi repeated.
"Why?" Mark asked.
"Because," Kiwi started. "W-when I touch someone, I can't only copy their powers and Info, but I can also see what they've been through-I can see everything they've experienced. And…I don't like it. I saw Batman…His parents, they were murdered right in front of his face."
Mark and Len exchanged glances, then looked back down at Kiwi.
"And the nightmares I have, are what all the pain and suffering certain people go through."
"Can't you turn off your powers?" Len asked.
"If I could, I wouldn't be wearing these gloves all the time." Kiwi looked down and the fingerless gloves that covered her palm. "I don't like these powers."
Len wrapped an arm around her. "Kiwi, I'll be honest. I don't know what the hell to say to that to make you feel better. But, all I can say is that we're here for you."
"Gee, Len. You know how to pick someone off there feet." Mark rolled his eyes. "Those with the greatest awareness have the greatest nightmares."
"Mark Twain?" Kiwi cocked a brow.
"Yup." Mark said with a smiled as he placed a hand on her head.
"I love you guys." She giggled.
"We love you, too Kiwi."
