Chapter 45: You Already Know

John was currently having a stare down. Not with one pair of eyes, but with three. So far, he was winning. John leaned his elbows on the table and grabbed his soda, with eyes still locked on he took a sip from his soda. He glimpsed over to the other identical girl, then back to the other two.

"You know, if one of you ladies blink I automatically win."

The Stepford Cuckoos crossed their arms over their chests. All let out the same huff of annoyance.

"That..." "...is..." "....cheating."

John chuckled and took another sip from his cup. "It isn't. You all look alike and you all act the same. It's not cheating at all." John let out a laugh when one of the girls blinked. One did, then the other two followed. It was just like how he said. All the same. He blinked his eyes to take away the stinging and bit into his burger. "What do you want from me anyway?"

Celeste looked at the boy in disgust as he hungrily ate his burger. She didn't understand why some of the boys in this school were so.....uncivilized. She shrugged and her two sisters did the same. "We just wanted to know where Alyce is." Celeste asked. Mindee nodded and Phoebe glared at John.

"How do you even know that I know her?" John wiped his mouth with a napkin and reached over the table for a bottle of ketchup. Before he could grab it, it moved out of his way. He ran his tongue over his teeth and smirked. "So it's like that, then?" He didn't need to be a genius to know what these triplet's powers were.

"We..." "...Just..." "....Know." The Cuckoo's smiled, all amused at seeing John flustered. He reached again for the bottle of ketchup and they all concentrated on making it move. He growled and sat back down in his seat.

"Well, if you 'just know' then go find out where she is on your own." The truth was that John didn't know where she was at all. Most of the time she found him, according to Pietro and Bella she did have a habit of popping up out of no where. It was true. He had heard the jet land in the basketball court so she had to be somewhere in the Mansion. How she knew these three weirdos, John didn't want to know. Just a couple of minutes a girl with pink hair and wings asked him the same thing. It must've been quite the adventure.

"Fine..." "...be a...." "...meanie."

"Get used to it." John smiled coyly and finished off his burger. It was weird watching how the sisters acted. It was like something out of a Sci-Fi movie, how they all reacted the same, how they finished each other's sentences. Even down to the way they breathed and blinked, to how they fixed their hair when it fell on their face. Creepy.

Still intrigued, John watched as the girls got up from their seats, but soon sat back down a smile on their faces. Confused, he looked in the direction they were gazing but soon his vision was blocked and all he saw was black. A pair of soft hands covered his eyes and brought his head back. He smirked as he tapped the mystery person's hands. He already knew who it was. "I'm not that stupid." He murmured.

"Could've...." "...fooled...." "...us.." John heard the Cuckoos speak but he decided to ignore them. He grabbed the pair of hands and pulled them from his face. He shot a look at the Cuckoos and they all giggled.

"Be nice." Alyce spoke, tiredly. She really meant it for both the Cuckoos and John but she knew neither of them would listen. She leaned her chin on John's head, her eyes drooping.

"Where do you find these weirdos?" John asked. "First it was this pink haired faerie and now these....clones."

Alyce chuckled and sat next to John, she let out a yawn and leaned on his shoulder. "She isn't a faerie, she's a pixie."

"Same shit."

There was an eerie silence at the table. Alyce looked up and noticed the Cuckoos were in another stare down. She laughed and patted John on his arm. She wondered if the Cuckoos knew about Emma, who was down in the infirmary. Alyce glimpsed at them once more. They just had to know. If they did then they were doing a good job at hiding it, but did they even really care what happened to Emma? Alyce was tempted to ask but she didn't know how they would react. Anger, fear, sadness, happiness?

Alyce leaned her face on John's arm and inhaled the cologne from his shirt. Ever since she had gotten back she had been sleepy as hell, even while she dodged Logan's hits. When was the last time she had a good nights sleep? She couldn't even remember. Three days? Two? But she couldn't go to sleep just yet. She needed to be there when Emma woke up. She felt as if she had a lot to ask Emma, but when she really thought about it she couldn't come up with any logical questions. Maybe she should go talk to the Professor. There had to be more of a consequence then just firing her.

John moved his shoulder, Alyce looking up and the two locking gazes. "Stop thinking so much, it's annoying. And you look like shit."

Alyce smiled. John had told her that so many times and he was usually right. She blushed and dug her face back into his arm, which caused him to chuckle. "How did you know I was thinking?" Her voice muffled.

"Because you zone out like a retard. Kinda like Bella..." The two chuckled, causing the Cuckoos to get up from their seats. They stuck out their tongues at John and turned on their heel. John decided that from here on out he would never understand those three girls, nor did he even want to. "Why don't you get some rest, you look like you seriously need it."

Alyce shook her head and let out another yawn. She knew if she tried to convince him other wise, he wouldn't give in. He was stubborn, just like she was. It was a miracle the two hadn't clashed. But they did do good at convincing each other when it came to...other things. But that wasn't the point.

"I just need one more thing to do and I'm done." Alyce playfully bit on John's shirt and smiled. He gave her a dirty look and she sighed. "Seriously?" She asked, in regards to his mean look.

"You're supposed to be my side kick in crime. Hurry up and finish this shit already." While he did sound mean, Alyce knew John meant that in the nicest way possible. To anyone overhearing their conversation, she was sure to them it sounded like an abusive relationship. The thought of it made Alyce chuckle.

"What's so funny?" He asked.

"You ever think that if people hear us talk, it might sound like you're an overprotective abusive boyfr--"

"No, shut up." John interrupted with a firm tone. Just where did Alyce come up with this type of shit?

"Exactly!" Alyce laughed as she pulled away from John's arm as he reached out to nudge her. He wrapped his fingers around her wrist and pulled her in close. "Don't be so mad, we both know I can beat your ass in under a minute..." Alyce mocked. John smirked and gave Alyce his best glare.

"Know your place. Remember I'm Batman, you're Robin. I'd school you any day of the week."

Alyce gave John a bland look. "You're kidding me...is that a challenge?" She asked quietly as John placed a kiss on her lips. She returned the kiss sleepily and let her forehead rest on his.

"It so is."