The day went on excitedly and by the time diner rolled around all the close yells and squeals welcoming him back had given Querl a near migraine. So, Brainy just had dinner in his own room with Imra so she could make sure he actually ate rather than throw away the food and say he had.
"So...any idea what Cos was wanting to talk about later?" He asked Imra who shrugged in favor of talking around the food in her mouth.
"I don't know," she lied, "so what have you been up to since you left?"
"Well I got a roommate, explaining this situation will be...interesting..."
"Just the Brainiac part or age too?" she already knew the answer, though. She had read the report that the police gave her in the folder.
"Both, nobody's gonna rent to a sixteen year old who doesn't have proof of emancipation from any kind of legal guardian. Even if I could find fakes of the documents it would've been hard, let alone if he knew who I really am..." he sighed. He finished what was on his plate and headed into the lounge to find Cosmic Boy there alone and a bowl of chocolate covered strawberries on the table. The one that drove him to the couch the fastest hardly needs to be said.
"Hey Brainy, how's everything been," he asked awkwardly as the teen sat down and started to dig into the treats.
"Fine, where is everybody? Mission pop up that you didn't go to?"
"Not exactly..." he said, rubbing the back of his neck, "we, uh, we need to talk about something..."
"What is it?"
"Y-wow you ate those fast" he said, noticing that the bowl of strawberries was already empty.
"I like chocolate, and I like strawberries," Brainy shrugged nonchalantly.
"Anyway...I'm gonna cut strait to the point here. You have to go to school." Querl just look at him for a moment before things started to fly. Cosmic Boy moved the metal coffee table to shield himself from the boy's anger tantrum. "Querl, calm down, it's not my choice. Besides school isn't that bad"
"I HAVE A 12TH LEVEL INTELLIGENCE, WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO GO LISTEN TO STUFF I ALREADY SPROCKING KNOW!?"
"Hey, cool it, it's not my call anyway, besides there's a second part I was just called about."
"HOW DOES THAT MAKE IT ANY BETTER!?" Querl snapped, still throwing stuff.
"Because it makes it more mission...y..."
"Oh, this aught to be great," the teen scoffed, sitting down. He was kinda wore out from some of the heavier things he threw.
"Drax is back, on legal terms. He'll be going to school with you so you need to keep an eye on him. You both have the same schedule so that should make it easier." Querl just stared at him for a bit before getting up and walking to the door. "What are you doing?"
"Leaving"
"Querl!"
Drax arrived at the Tower the next day while Querl refused to come out in his room in protest of having to go to school and babysit the villian. Though, he was still in bed when Drax snuck in from his room across the hall to not wake Querl up. Yet. He was in a red t-shirt and black jeans rather than the uniform that bore his signature circled Z. Querl's eyes fluttered open to see the other which made him jump when he woke up.
"SPROCKING-" He threw a pillow in the other's face as his thin purple sheet slid off of his thin, bare back and landed on his jeans as he rubbed sleep out of his eyes. Drax laughed as he stood upright.
"Well that was interesting, anyway the fuzzy one said that breakfast is ready."
"You mean Brin?" he scoffed, getting up from the bed. "Also answers to "Timber Wolf"."
"Yeah, whatever. By the way, what's "breakfast"?" Querl groaned at the question. This was going to be a long "mission".
"The first of three daily meals," he said, continuing to explain as he walked down the hall and slipped on his shirt from the day before since he didn't have any other clothes. Querl stopped cold as he heard a familiar voice resonating from the kitchen. "A-Aviv..." Querl gasped with wide eyes. He wasn't ready to confront him yet! Though, Drax did manage to drag the slightly shorter blonde haired teen into the kitchen.
"Hey, Querl, just stopped by to see if you were coming back or if I needed to bring your stuff over," Aviv said cheerily, going over to hug the other.
"Y-you're not mad that-that I lied about, well, everything?" Querl was shocked. This was the last reaction he would've expected.
"Nah, what other choice did you have. Besides, I know for a while anyway," he chuckled.
"You did!? How did you find out!?"
"Your hair sticks up when you wake up sometimes," he said as he pulled back. The older poked at the boy's raised bangs as if to prove his point. Querl's cheeks darkened in an embarrassed blush as the other ruffled the golden locks and headed out, saying he'd bring Querl's stuff over in a couple of days. After breakfast Garth took Querl and Drax to the store for clothes and school supplies for the start of the year in a couple of weeks.
"I shouldn't even be going to school, I already know everything they're going to tea-"
"ENOUGH! You have been complaining all day! It's not our choice, it's the sprocking law. If all you have to say is complaints about going to school, then do us all a favor and shut up," Garth snapped. He was fresh out of patience with Brainy and sent the two off to choose out some clothes while he got what they would need for classes to get some time to cool off. They agreed to meet back at the cash registers in half an hour or so.
"Well that was awkward," Drax said to earn a glare from Querl. "Well it was. He does have a point though, you do need to just suck it up already." Querl was about to snap back at him when the other tugged on his arm and pulled him in front of him to avoid running into a clothes display.