Hey all!! Here is my second story.......with lots of plot twists and stuff,
haha. Um.this first chapter is a background type thing on Blithe since she
is a new character to the whole story......so stick tight and the action is
still to come!!
SUMMERY: Blithe Carsome had known Kurt Wagner since he was seven, partially by accident went she went wandering into the Wagner's backyard unattended. But being at such a young age and untainted by the world, Kurt and Blithe became close, being the only friend Kurt had outside the family. As they got older, Kurt's 'mutation' as it became known as, got stronger and things got harder in the small town in Germany. His parents became worried, and sent Kurt away to Bayville, Massachusetts at an academy where he would stay. Of course, that left Blithe to her own in Germany......but now; considerably a year later, Kurt comes home for Christmas and sees a more than grown up Blithe. But he finds out a few surprises too about his childhood friend that could change anything and everything.
DISCLAIMER: I only own Blithe Carsome and her family. So sad yet.....so true, lmao.....
'SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE' By BlueEyes
Blithe Carsome watched the youngest of the Wagner children run around the small swing set with a small grin. Mrs. Wagner had asked Blithe to watch the kids for a while since she had to go to the grocery to get bread.and of course Blithe immediately agreed. You just don't turn down your land lord on stuff like this when you lived with them; principally when you've known them for a good span of ten years. She sighed and sat back in the snowy chair as the weather got colder with the escalating minute. Stealing a hand through her hazel hair, she watched with inspecting eyes as Kate, the youngest of the Wagner's at eleven, ambush a swing and then continue to run with mounting manic perkiness around to the playhouse set up they had. The other one, older Jake at thirteen, chased his younger sister with pure childish inanity. Blithe shook her head with an amazed look glazing over her eyes.
How and when did they get so big?
Blithe had come to the Wagner's one randomly placed afternoon. She had separated from her grandparents out of plain boredom and went to explore the unknown regions of her new neighborhood. Wandering feet had taken her to the big backyard of her neighbors, and to an odd looking little boy sitting on a rather large swing set. Blithe, of course, startled at the first site of what seemed to be.....a.....blue boy, stood speechless for a moment before she reverted to her overly adventurous attitude and approached the boy. Well, it could have been her adventurous attitude or the small fact that she was obsessed with Wonder Women at the time and thought that Wonder Women, God forbid, would never run from something like this.Blithe smiled at the faint recollection. Kurt had been more than mortified when she approached him and asked him exactly..... "Whatcha doin'?" in a pure American accent. He had just stared at her like she had five heads with those two yellow eyes of his. When Blithe realized she wasn't getting an answer from that, she decided on the next route and had asked "Why are you all blue?" and he really didn't answer that either.
Now that Blithe looked back on those days he had hardly answered any of her chaotically placed questions about everything.
Undeterred, Blithe had sat down on the grass next to the blue kid, and talked over everything and anything till she finally did get him to speak. And of course.to her luck it happened to be in German and she didn't understand a word of it. Blithe smiled to herself more as she thought back. Being such the drama-queen she was too, she had sat up and placed on hand on her hip while jabbing it out, replaying an action of what her late mother had done, and told him that if he was going to talk in gibberish then she didn't want to talk to him. Walking away though, Mrs. Wagner and her grandmother had appeared out of nowhere, and the little boy ran to his mother with care. Blithe remembered being truly amazed at how he could run on all fours, and tucked it away in her curious mind to ask him about it later. Her grandmother stared at Blithe with.....scared eyes and then took Blithe in her arms and looked back to the kindly German woman. Blithe, confused by all this, tugged on the German woman's shirt and looked at her with big brown eyes. 'I tried to talk to 'em ma'am' she had said, cocking her head to the side. 'But all he did was talk weird'. The German woman smiled and had told her that he only spoke German to strangers for some reason unknown to her. Blithe, still confused just shrugged and look at the boy. 'Do you know English? I can teach you English. It's easy.kinda' she had thoughtfully said, and the woman told her that it would be nice to have her over again. Her grandmother had just smiled looking more than relieved.
Blithe grinned. That memory always stayed crystal clear in her mind. Her grandmother had lived in Germany since before Blithe could remember so when her parents died.she claimed custody to Blithe. Blithe had gotten close to the Wagner's in the meantime since Grandma was good friends with them even before Blithe had arrived. When Blithe was fourteen, her Grandmother had died of a heart attack and Blithe no longer had anywhere to go. Her uncle took custody to her, and Blithe had to move back to Canada with him. Devastated by the events, Blithe had started to act out in an attempt to make herself known, and her Uncle told her it got old really quick. So in a last effort to save the now more than maddening child, Mr. and Mrs. Wagner just simply took her in, gave her the upstairs room and bathroom, practically forming a new apartment for Blithe. Her Uncle still had sole custody of her, and still lived in Canada, calling her every month or so. Now, at seventeen, Blithe still lived in that large room upstairs, only now she was determined to pay the family rent, and she did. Her conduct cleared up to a polishing and unscathed white, much to the Wagner's little surprise. Lost in somewhat of a goofy grin on her face, she felt a tug on her lap and looked down to see Kate staring up at her with big blue eyes and snow in her hair and eyes from being tossed around.
"BBBlllittthhheee, Jake won't lemme play with him" she whined and Blithe looked over to see Jake talking to one of his friends from the neighborhood. They were whispering something or other to each, snickering and just plainly being boys. Gathering the small girl into her arms, she smiled.
"Oh well, right? You can chill with me. That's even cooler" Blithe said, not entirely relishing at the fact she now had a wet child in her lap, and Kate simply giggled.
"Yeah. Its cooler" she repeated with her German accent slightly slurring the words, sounding like she was superior to the bigger kids. Kate knew some German as well as English, and Blithe was trying to keep her up on both though she was having more than a hard time. Blithe's German was considered more than superior to most girls that come from other continents, but she still got confused at times. Blithe scrunched her nose up when she noticed Jake ready to take off with his friend.
"JAKE! WHERE YOU HEADING, BOY?" she yelled and Jake turned and yelled back to her.
"TO MARK'S! NEXT DOOR!" he yelled, and Blithe nodded with a sigh.
"YOU BE BACK BEFORE DINNER, ALRIGHT?" she yelled, and he nodded and was off. Shifting Kate in her lap, Blithe smiled down at her.
"Want some lunch, fraulein? Maybe get you cleaned up.....?" Blithe said, and the little girl bounced in her lap.
"Ja!!" she said, more than excited to have lunch. Blithe smirked. They all certainly got that from their older brother. Walking the little girl into the kitchen, and making sure all her snow gear was off, she opened the cabinet, and pulled out peanut butter and jelly. Pulling off her own hat and things in the process, she held them up for the little girl, gaining instant approval. Grinning, Blithe took out bread and a knife and began the more than easy process of making a PB and J. Staring down the phone as she worked, she walked over to it, and dialed the comforting number that belonged to where Kurt lived at the moment. It rang for a few minutes, and Blithe feared no one would answer till the Professor's voice responded to her anxiety.
"Xavier's School for Gifted Children, this is Charles Xavier" pleased they had actually decided to answer the phone for once, even if it was a bit too formally, Blithe smiled at her workplace on the counter.
"Mr. Xavier? This is Blithe Carsome.....I uh, is Kurt around?" she asked, and the Professor was silent for a minute, like he was trying to decide where he was. Then, when Blithe was becoming a bit eager, he spoke.
"Ah yes, let me see if I can snag him for you Miss Carsome" he said in a deep intellectual voice, and Blithe said a quick 'thank you' as she spread the peanut butter on the bread before the jelly. She snuck a look over her shoulder and watched as Kate proceeded to groan and look over one of her books from school. Blithe smiled and turned back to her small project before Kurt's familiar voice sang into the phone.
"Blithe?" he said, as if he wasn't sure it was her.
"Hey, I was expecting a call after you told me about that dance.....and I'm sure I never got one. Wanna tell me what happened with that? Hmmm?" she griped into the phone, and heard Kurt chuckle and shift around wherever he was.
"Vas? I vas busy with other things at the time, liebe" he said, and Blithe made a noise in into the receiver that told Kurt she had no interest in those things.
"Oh God.....Kurt, please.....did you go with that girl from your math class? How was it? Funnnn?" she let the last word draw out sarcastically and inquisitively as she spread the jelly on the sandwich and finished her task. Kurt, on the other hand, had taken the portable phone up to his room where he now plumped down on his bed, listening to the soothing voice of his friend from home. He hadn't seen her in so long.
"Eh....it vas more than interesting.....It vas....vell, Blithe.....she knows about me" he said in a quieter voice at the end, and Blithe stopped what she was doing as she put the plate down in front of an oblivious Kate. Kate smiled and said 'thank you' in German to Blithe, not watching the fearful expression she had in her eyes.
"KURT? What do you MEAN she knows about you?" she said taking the phone out into the living room where she wouldn't alarm the eleven year old. Kurt sighed.
"She just......knew liebe. She said she had seen me one day when I....vell, vhen I turned my hologram off in the halls......" he stopped, wincing when he realized Blithe was going to have more than one thing to say about that.
"Kurt.....Christ, you know better than that! You could get killed that way!" she said, out of breathe. Kurt rushed to stop her.
"Nien....no Blithe, it vas alright. I took her for ice cream" Blithe smirked at the sound of his voice at the end of that statement. She hated to admit it, but Blithe felt a spark of envy that this girl could have Kurt around and Blithe had no choice in them matter.
"Yeah" Blithe mumbled playfully as she flopped onto the couch, rubbing her eyes in the process.
"You used to take me for ice cream ALL the time, Mr. Wagner" she said, and Kurt laughed.
"Don't vorry, you're my one and only liebe, Blithe" he said, and Blithe giggled, twisting the cord around her fingers as she went on.
"I better be" she said, and then sat up when she heard a slight 'uh oh' from the kitchen. Looking in she saw Kate sitting over a spilt glass of milk. Blithe cringed, and then bit her lip to hold back a laugh when she saw the incredulous look on Kate's face. Kurt seemed to want in on what was happening.
"Vhat's vrong?" he asked, and Blithe sighed with a smile as she walked over and plucked Kate out of her seat, telling it was alright along the way.
"Your delightful little sister just spilled a full glass of milk onto Mama Wagner's kitchen table" she said with a small laugh as she watched Kate trot into the living room and turn on the TV. Shaking her head, she took a towel and did her best to wipe up. Kurt, on the other hand, chuckled.
"Uh oh. Vhere's the rest of the family?" Kurt asked, feeling a pang of sadness of not being home. He usually didn't have to deal with home sickness, but whenever it seemed that Blithe or his mom or dad called he was depressed for the rest of that day.
"Well.......your mother went to the grocery store to get food supplies, your father is out fishing, Kate is in the other room watching.....Powerpuff Girls? And your little brother is out at Mark's house undoubtedly up to no good" Blithe said with a laugh, and Kurt smiled some.
"So mom tells me you cut your hair" he said, and Blithe grinned, looking at her thin reflection in the window. Her hair was a natural hazel, although she now had pale blonde accents streaking through it. It was a mess of spiral curls pulled halfway back into a small messy bun, leaving the rest of the curls out around her face. It used to be much longer, but she cut it so it went to her mid-back, and it was much much easier to take care of now.
"Yeah. It's about mid-length now. It had gotten WAY too out of control Kurt, you had to see it. It had.I dunno, It had a mind of its own or something" she laughed and Kurt joined with a quick shake of his head.
"You just had to see it, I guess. So, uh, you still are coming home for Christmas, right?" she asked, and she could hear Kurt shift on whether it was a couch or bed she couldn't tell.
"Ja. For the whole week, liebe. It's going to be cool" he said softly, and leaned back on his pillow, looking to the right at a small picture he kept of him and Blithe. Blithe was a slim girl, with long tight curls that framed her small face perfectly. Her eyes shown a beautiful light brown and it always seemed that every time he saw her they got lighter. He hadn't seen her in over a year. That's how long he had been at the institute.
".....a vhole year....." he sighed, and Blithe seemed to understand just what he meant.
"Yeah. It's been that long, huh?" she said, softly and with an amazed undertone to it. Then she sighed, smiling to herself as she placed the rag back on the counter.
"I can't wait to see you and your furry ass, you know that?" she said, and Kurt chuckled all the while watching an impatient Evan stare straight at him in the doorway. He kept tapping his watch and then giving him a pointed look. Kurt smirked and spoke into the receiver.
"Ja. Blithe, I have to get going......I told Evan I vould go to the movies vith him and he's rather impatient" Kurt said, and Blithe reveled in how much his English had improved since he got to the institute. She giggled some.
"God Kurt, you just conquer them and more on, huh? I feel for this girl Amanda.Well then boy, I'll be off too. Have fun on your, uh, date? Or next conquest.whatever you prefer to call it" she laughed candidly and Kurt smirked, realizing at the last minute how much of a smartass the girl could be at times.
"Ja ja ja. Have your fun Blithe, just vait till I get home...." he threatened, already unraveling plots in his mind. Blithe just laughed softly, well aware that he could hatch some really evil plans when he got his mind to it..................
"Well then. I'll give the family your love" she said, and heard him say 'Bye' before he hung up. Blithe put the receiver down slowly, and then sighed, plopping down into her seat and rubbing a hand over her face painfully. She hated lying to him. She really loathed it but.she couldn't tell him yet. She had to tell him face to face.what would he say to her? More than likely nothing horribly bad but still.....This was Kurt.......her Kurt and what if he had changed more than she detected? She blinked and caught her reflection in the window once more. Instead of her two normally hazel eyes.......
Two pure golden and wounded ones flashed mockingly back at her before she put her head back onto her table, groaning to herself.
Argh. Sorry this thing at the bottom is bunched up and the top is kinda too, but every time I upload something this happens.haha but anyway.YAY!! My first chapter is OVER!! And it's kinda long too.I know, and the others more than likely won't be as long but HEY, right?? Haha. Oh well, so now we know something is up.is Blithe a mutant? (Um.haha I think we pretty much can make that more than a possibility) and people, don't think this is the only plot.oh because being the ever tricky girl I am; this is only one of the very MINOR plots, so MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Lmao, er, well then. Next chapter will be up!!
SUMMERY: Blithe Carsome had known Kurt Wagner since he was seven, partially by accident went she went wandering into the Wagner's backyard unattended. But being at such a young age and untainted by the world, Kurt and Blithe became close, being the only friend Kurt had outside the family. As they got older, Kurt's 'mutation' as it became known as, got stronger and things got harder in the small town in Germany. His parents became worried, and sent Kurt away to Bayville, Massachusetts at an academy where he would stay. Of course, that left Blithe to her own in Germany......but now; considerably a year later, Kurt comes home for Christmas and sees a more than grown up Blithe. But he finds out a few surprises too about his childhood friend that could change anything and everything.
DISCLAIMER: I only own Blithe Carsome and her family. So sad yet.....so true, lmao.....
'SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE' By BlueEyes
Blithe Carsome watched the youngest of the Wagner children run around the small swing set with a small grin. Mrs. Wagner had asked Blithe to watch the kids for a while since she had to go to the grocery to get bread.and of course Blithe immediately agreed. You just don't turn down your land lord on stuff like this when you lived with them; principally when you've known them for a good span of ten years. She sighed and sat back in the snowy chair as the weather got colder with the escalating minute. Stealing a hand through her hazel hair, she watched with inspecting eyes as Kate, the youngest of the Wagner's at eleven, ambush a swing and then continue to run with mounting manic perkiness around to the playhouse set up they had. The other one, older Jake at thirteen, chased his younger sister with pure childish inanity. Blithe shook her head with an amazed look glazing over her eyes.
How and when did they get so big?
Blithe had come to the Wagner's one randomly placed afternoon. She had separated from her grandparents out of plain boredom and went to explore the unknown regions of her new neighborhood. Wandering feet had taken her to the big backyard of her neighbors, and to an odd looking little boy sitting on a rather large swing set. Blithe, of course, startled at the first site of what seemed to be.....a.....blue boy, stood speechless for a moment before she reverted to her overly adventurous attitude and approached the boy. Well, it could have been her adventurous attitude or the small fact that she was obsessed with Wonder Women at the time and thought that Wonder Women, God forbid, would never run from something like this.Blithe smiled at the faint recollection. Kurt had been more than mortified when she approached him and asked him exactly..... "Whatcha doin'?" in a pure American accent. He had just stared at her like she had five heads with those two yellow eyes of his. When Blithe realized she wasn't getting an answer from that, she decided on the next route and had asked "Why are you all blue?" and he really didn't answer that either.
Now that Blithe looked back on those days he had hardly answered any of her chaotically placed questions about everything.
Undeterred, Blithe had sat down on the grass next to the blue kid, and talked over everything and anything till she finally did get him to speak. And of course.to her luck it happened to be in German and she didn't understand a word of it. Blithe smiled to herself more as she thought back. Being such the drama-queen she was too, she had sat up and placed on hand on her hip while jabbing it out, replaying an action of what her late mother had done, and told him that if he was going to talk in gibberish then she didn't want to talk to him. Walking away though, Mrs. Wagner and her grandmother had appeared out of nowhere, and the little boy ran to his mother with care. Blithe remembered being truly amazed at how he could run on all fours, and tucked it away in her curious mind to ask him about it later. Her grandmother stared at Blithe with.....scared eyes and then took Blithe in her arms and looked back to the kindly German woman. Blithe, confused by all this, tugged on the German woman's shirt and looked at her with big brown eyes. 'I tried to talk to 'em ma'am' she had said, cocking her head to the side. 'But all he did was talk weird'. The German woman smiled and had told her that he only spoke German to strangers for some reason unknown to her. Blithe, still confused just shrugged and look at the boy. 'Do you know English? I can teach you English. It's easy.kinda' she had thoughtfully said, and the woman told her that it would be nice to have her over again. Her grandmother had just smiled looking more than relieved.
Blithe grinned. That memory always stayed crystal clear in her mind. Her grandmother had lived in Germany since before Blithe could remember so when her parents died.she claimed custody to Blithe. Blithe had gotten close to the Wagner's in the meantime since Grandma was good friends with them even before Blithe had arrived. When Blithe was fourteen, her Grandmother had died of a heart attack and Blithe no longer had anywhere to go. Her uncle took custody to her, and Blithe had to move back to Canada with him. Devastated by the events, Blithe had started to act out in an attempt to make herself known, and her Uncle told her it got old really quick. So in a last effort to save the now more than maddening child, Mr. and Mrs. Wagner just simply took her in, gave her the upstairs room and bathroom, practically forming a new apartment for Blithe. Her Uncle still had sole custody of her, and still lived in Canada, calling her every month or so. Now, at seventeen, Blithe still lived in that large room upstairs, only now she was determined to pay the family rent, and she did. Her conduct cleared up to a polishing and unscathed white, much to the Wagner's little surprise. Lost in somewhat of a goofy grin on her face, she felt a tug on her lap and looked down to see Kate staring up at her with big blue eyes and snow in her hair and eyes from being tossed around.
"BBBlllittthhheee, Jake won't lemme play with him" she whined and Blithe looked over to see Jake talking to one of his friends from the neighborhood. They were whispering something or other to each, snickering and just plainly being boys. Gathering the small girl into her arms, she smiled.
"Oh well, right? You can chill with me. That's even cooler" Blithe said, not entirely relishing at the fact she now had a wet child in her lap, and Kate simply giggled.
"Yeah. Its cooler" she repeated with her German accent slightly slurring the words, sounding like she was superior to the bigger kids. Kate knew some German as well as English, and Blithe was trying to keep her up on both though she was having more than a hard time. Blithe's German was considered more than superior to most girls that come from other continents, but she still got confused at times. Blithe scrunched her nose up when she noticed Jake ready to take off with his friend.
"JAKE! WHERE YOU HEADING, BOY?" she yelled and Jake turned and yelled back to her.
"TO MARK'S! NEXT DOOR!" he yelled, and Blithe nodded with a sigh.
"YOU BE BACK BEFORE DINNER, ALRIGHT?" she yelled, and he nodded and was off. Shifting Kate in her lap, Blithe smiled down at her.
"Want some lunch, fraulein? Maybe get you cleaned up.....?" Blithe said, and the little girl bounced in her lap.
"Ja!!" she said, more than excited to have lunch. Blithe smirked. They all certainly got that from their older brother. Walking the little girl into the kitchen, and making sure all her snow gear was off, she opened the cabinet, and pulled out peanut butter and jelly. Pulling off her own hat and things in the process, she held them up for the little girl, gaining instant approval. Grinning, Blithe took out bread and a knife and began the more than easy process of making a PB and J. Staring down the phone as she worked, she walked over to it, and dialed the comforting number that belonged to where Kurt lived at the moment. It rang for a few minutes, and Blithe feared no one would answer till the Professor's voice responded to her anxiety.
"Xavier's School for Gifted Children, this is Charles Xavier" pleased they had actually decided to answer the phone for once, even if it was a bit too formally, Blithe smiled at her workplace on the counter.
"Mr. Xavier? This is Blithe Carsome.....I uh, is Kurt around?" she asked, and the Professor was silent for a minute, like he was trying to decide where he was. Then, when Blithe was becoming a bit eager, he spoke.
"Ah yes, let me see if I can snag him for you Miss Carsome" he said in a deep intellectual voice, and Blithe said a quick 'thank you' as she spread the peanut butter on the bread before the jelly. She snuck a look over her shoulder and watched as Kate proceeded to groan and look over one of her books from school. Blithe smiled and turned back to her small project before Kurt's familiar voice sang into the phone.
"Blithe?" he said, as if he wasn't sure it was her.
"Hey, I was expecting a call after you told me about that dance.....and I'm sure I never got one. Wanna tell me what happened with that? Hmmm?" she griped into the phone, and heard Kurt chuckle and shift around wherever he was.
"Vas? I vas busy with other things at the time, liebe" he said, and Blithe made a noise in into the receiver that told Kurt she had no interest in those things.
"Oh God.....Kurt, please.....did you go with that girl from your math class? How was it? Funnnn?" she let the last word draw out sarcastically and inquisitively as she spread the jelly on the sandwich and finished her task. Kurt, on the other hand, had taken the portable phone up to his room where he now plumped down on his bed, listening to the soothing voice of his friend from home. He hadn't seen her in so long.
"Eh....it vas more than interesting.....It vas....vell, Blithe.....she knows about me" he said in a quieter voice at the end, and Blithe stopped what she was doing as she put the plate down in front of an oblivious Kate. Kate smiled and said 'thank you' in German to Blithe, not watching the fearful expression she had in her eyes.
"KURT? What do you MEAN she knows about you?" she said taking the phone out into the living room where she wouldn't alarm the eleven year old. Kurt sighed.
"She just......knew liebe. She said she had seen me one day when I....vell, vhen I turned my hologram off in the halls......" he stopped, wincing when he realized Blithe was going to have more than one thing to say about that.
"Kurt.....Christ, you know better than that! You could get killed that way!" she said, out of breathe. Kurt rushed to stop her.
"Nien....no Blithe, it vas alright. I took her for ice cream" Blithe smirked at the sound of his voice at the end of that statement. She hated to admit it, but Blithe felt a spark of envy that this girl could have Kurt around and Blithe had no choice in them matter.
"Yeah" Blithe mumbled playfully as she flopped onto the couch, rubbing her eyes in the process.
"You used to take me for ice cream ALL the time, Mr. Wagner" she said, and Kurt laughed.
"Don't vorry, you're my one and only liebe, Blithe" he said, and Blithe giggled, twisting the cord around her fingers as she went on.
"I better be" she said, and then sat up when she heard a slight 'uh oh' from the kitchen. Looking in she saw Kate sitting over a spilt glass of milk. Blithe cringed, and then bit her lip to hold back a laugh when she saw the incredulous look on Kate's face. Kurt seemed to want in on what was happening.
"Vhat's vrong?" he asked, and Blithe sighed with a smile as she walked over and plucked Kate out of her seat, telling it was alright along the way.
"Your delightful little sister just spilled a full glass of milk onto Mama Wagner's kitchen table" she said with a small laugh as she watched Kate trot into the living room and turn on the TV. Shaking her head, she took a towel and did her best to wipe up. Kurt, on the other hand, chuckled.
"Uh oh. Vhere's the rest of the family?" Kurt asked, feeling a pang of sadness of not being home. He usually didn't have to deal with home sickness, but whenever it seemed that Blithe or his mom or dad called he was depressed for the rest of that day.
"Well.......your mother went to the grocery store to get food supplies, your father is out fishing, Kate is in the other room watching.....Powerpuff Girls? And your little brother is out at Mark's house undoubtedly up to no good" Blithe said with a laugh, and Kurt smiled some.
"So mom tells me you cut your hair" he said, and Blithe grinned, looking at her thin reflection in the window. Her hair was a natural hazel, although she now had pale blonde accents streaking through it. It was a mess of spiral curls pulled halfway back into a small messy bun, leaving the rest of the curls out around her face. It used to be much longer, but she cut it so it went to her mid-back, and it was much much easier to take care of now.
"Yeah. It's about mid-length now. It had gotten WAY too out of control Kurt, you had to see it. It had.I dunno, It had a mind of its own or something" she laughed and Kurt joined with a quick shake of his head.
"You just had to see it, I guess. So, uh, you still are coming home for Christmas, right?" she asked, and she could hear Kurt shift on whether it was a couch or bed she couldn't tell.
"Ja. For the whole week, liebe. It's going to be cool" he said softly, and leaned back on his pillow, looking to the right at a small picture he kept of him and Blithe. Blithe was a slim girl, with long tight curls that framed her small face perfectly. Her eyes shown a beautiful light brown and it always seemed that every time he saw her they got lighter. He hadn't seen her in over a year. That's how long he had been at the institute.
".....a vhole year....." he sighed, and Blithe seemed to understand just what he meant.
"Yeah. It's been that long, huh?" she said, softly and with an amazed undertone to it. Then she sighed, smiling to herself as she placed the rag back on the counter.
"I can't wait to see you and your furry ass, you know that?" she said, and Kurt chuckled all the while watching an impatient Evan stare straight at him in the doorway. He kept tapping his watch and then giving him a pointed look. Kurt smirked and spoke into the receiver.
"Ja. Blithe, I have to get going......I told Evan I vould go to the movies vith him and he's rather impatient" Kurt said, and Blithe reveled in how much his English had improved since he got to the institute. She giggled some.
"God Kurt, you just conquer them and more on, huh? I feel for this girl Amanda.Well then boy, I'll be off too. Have fun on your, uh, date? Or next conquest.whatever you prefer to call it" she laughed candidly and Kurt smirked, realizing at the last minute how much of a smartass the girl could be at times.
"Ja ja ja. Have your fun Blithe, just vait till I get home...." he threatened, already unraveling plots in his mind. Blithe just laughed softly, well aware that he could hatch some really evil plans when he got his mind to it..................
"Well then. I'll give the family your love" she said, and heard him say 'Bye' before he hung up. Blithe put the receiver down slowly, and then sighed, plopping down into her seat and rubbing a hand over her face painfully. She hated lying to him. She really loathed it but.she couldn't tell him yet. She had to tell him face to face.what would he say to her? More than likely nothing horribly bad but still.....This was Kurt.......her Kurt and what if he had changed more than she detected? She blinked and caught her reflection in the window once more. Instead of her two normally hazel eyes.......
Two pure golden and wounded ones flashed mockingly back at her before she put her head back onto her table, groaning to herself.
Argh. Sorry this thing at the bottom is bunched up and the top is kinda too, but every time I upload something this happens.haha but anyway.YAY!! My first chapter is OVER!! And it's kinda long too.I know, and the others more than likely won't be as long but HEY, right?? Haha. Oh well, so now we know something is up.is Blithe a mutant? (Um.haha I think we pretty much can make that more than a possibility) and people, don't think this is the only plot.oh because being the ever tricky girl I am; this is only one of the very MINOR plots, so MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Lmao, er, well then. Next chapter will be up!!