Hunter
"So what now?" Dylan's gentle voice interupted my thoughts.
He had been asking this question for weeks. Or rather, the question of 'what do we do after we break free?'.
The answer is go to Washington D.C.
We have to go and inform government officials of everything we-I know about. I want to help the CSM. I know about a whole lot more madness than they do. I can help stop it, and i want to.
I want to help save the world.
However, now that i have the chance...I'm scared.
I'll admit it. Maybe I am a super powerful flying mutant mind reader...but i'm afraid of change and the unknown. Now that the world lay at my fingertips, I was frightened.
I felt mildy bad about not telling Dylan about being afraid of going to the capitol.
"There darlin' here's a refill on your lemonade" A skinny blonde waitress drawled as she placed a tall glistening glass beside Dylan.
"Thanks" He muttered gruffly.
"Can I get you anything you else sweetheart?" She was looking intently into his torquoise eyes and twirling a strand of yellow hair between her fingers.
I glared at her.
"I dont think so...thanks anyway Jenny" He smiled brilliantly and she nearly fainted.
I'll admit it...I'm not polite.
"Well just cuz she has large breasts and an adorable accent doesnt mean she can-"
"Oh come of it." Dylan chuckled
I abmit i may have growled at him.
"You still havent told me our plans!" He tried to steer our conversation off the flirty waitresses.
"Oh I'm terribly sorry but i put my pen down on your table and forgot to pick it up!" Jenny was back. She reached down to pick up her pencil, which she convientely dropped to the floor. "Oh darn my clumsy fingers!" she bubbled cheerfully. She bent over and was sure to flash plenty of clevage. While she was doubled over. I reached over and dumped Dylan's full glass of lemonade over her bouncy blonde curls.
"AHHHHH!" She yelped.
I desperatly supressed a grin.
"Oh darn my clusy fingers!" I trilled in a perfect immitation of her charming southern accent.
"GRRRRRRRAAA!" She roared.
"By the way could you please bring two more glasses of this stuff?" I smilled innocently. "Thanks dollface." I added patronizingly.
"Why are you dating her?" Jenny yelled at Dylan
"Must be her charming personality" He said dryly.
After the emotional waitress stormed off. I looked at Dylan.
"Who spit in her bean curd?"
"You did." He said rolling his eyes at me.
The pair of us fell back into silence. Me lost in planning, thinking and wondering if i made the right desicion to leave, and tecnically, kidnap Dylan. I was planning my appearence in the capital. I suppose flying right up to the White House would be the wrong thing to do. I could be seen as a threat and blown out of the sky.
"Do you know him?" Dylans voice interupted my thoughts...yet again.
"Who?" I sighed, i shouldstop ignoring him anyway.
"There that guy on the TV...he looks so familliar..." I looked where he was pointing. "The one on the left." I inspected the man. He had a foreign accent and was well dressed. A red headed woman was inteviewing him on a new medicine he had helped create. I gathered from thier conversation that his name was Gunther-Hagen and his buisness was mainly in pharmaceuticals. Dylan was right, the name and face both seemed pretty familliar.
"I don't know him, but I have heard of him. Did you forget that all famous scientists are under my radar? But he wasn't part of Itex so I never focused on him. Why? How do you know him?"
I watched Dylan's face cloud. "I have this wierd feeling i know him. And i have a sort of memory of him standing over me babling about destiny and an apocolypse."
"It's possible, you dont really know anything about your birth, creation, begining of life...whatever. And all these crack pot scientists think they know everything and are opssesed with this apocolapse...which they seem to be bringing on all the faster."
"True. When ever we have time, can we research him a bit? I want to find out anything i can."
"Sure."
"Allright now tell me, what are we doing?"
"Going to Washington D.C. There we will meet my father, wait for the flock to return from Antartica, talk things over with them then work to save the earth, the hundreds of exsisting mutants, and humans. Or something of the like." It was brief, detail free and full of holes.
Of course Dylan found them.
"So you think they're just gonna let you fly up to the President?"
I could only glare at him.
"No wonder you wouldn't tell me this plan. It sucks."
"Well i figure i'll be hit with inspiration on the spot. Plus with you great seeing ablities and my mind reading we'll be fine." I said as firmly as possible, only Dylan still looked doubtfull.
Seconds later Jenny popped up with our food and more flirting. She was so persistant it must have been a dare...unless all waitresses are like that and its just cuz i don't get out enough to witness it.
So I didn't really know that much about Dr. Gunther-Hagen and i was not in a "hunt through the book for good quotes" mood so yeah thats it for now. Also "Who spit in her bean curd" is a quote from one of my favorite Disney movies.
And thanks to Sierra156 for her encouraging reviews.