AN: Only me and my radioactive house shoes!
Where Do We Explode
"Great. Just great." For the tenth time that evening, Duo was extracting his braid from whatever object it had decided to cling to. The crackle of static electricity set his teeth on edge. "Remind me to avoid you when you're P.M.S-ing, Makoto." Pillows from various directions slammed into the brunette boy's head.
"I said that I was sorry. It's not like I did it on purpose. I was just . . .a little miffed."
"Miffed?" Mina snorted. "You fried the electrical circuits in every toaster, watch, and automobile in a ten mile radius!" Smiling to take the sting from her words, Mina looked up from her sprawl on the floor; her static charged hair waving like it was underwater. "Honey, if that was miffed, you could send the world back into the Stone Ages if you ever got really mad." Makoto allowed herself a small smile, but her mind was still on her actions that afternoon. It shook her that her emotional control had slipped so much. Ami was right. If they didn't get control of the mind links or at least come to terms with them, they didn't have a prayer of facing anything stronger than a case of termites with attitudes. Maybe being trapped for a few days in close proximity would finally force the issue.
"It will take at least," Makoto mumbled beneath her breath," two days for me to build another charge back up." Unsure of what to make of that statement, Mina and Duo decided to go out in search of the rest of the group. Only Ami, from her observant perch on the upstairs gallery banister, noted that said decision was made wordlessly.
Electrified hair aside, it's a start. A wave of green colored amusement washed through her mind link. Hopping down from her spying spot, Ami headed down the back stairs to go in search of her partner and find out what was so funny. A brief glance in a hall mirror revealed Ami's puffy blue hair, made twice its size by Makoto's temper tantrum earlier. "Maybe Usagi tried to tame her hair by dunking it in a rain barrel…" With that ridiculous image in her mind, Ami headed outside.
AN: Sorry for such short chapters, but I'm less likely to get bored writing them this way. I hope this chapter is understandable. I'll try to clarify better next time. Later!