Hey there, this is the second chapter out of a possible MANY, haha.so I
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DISCLAIMER: I only own Blithe. Yes, that is all.
'SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE' By BlueEyes
A MONTH LATER (DECEMBER)
Blithe sat in her upstairs room, watching out of her window rather keenly. Kurt would be there with his parents any minute, to start his stay with them for the week. Her golden eyes changed a hue of color as her enthusiasm and apprehension built. She had found out she was a mutant no more than a few months ago when she had received a letter in the mail that was addressed to her Grandmothers old house, but rather, it was for her. It was the rest of her Grandma's possessions and it was all essentially all left to her among the exclusive stuff. It had been an uneasy crash to her system and the Wagner's told her later on that it may have been that that sparked the mutation to flare up. It had been the morning preceding the incident that she had woken up with pure gold irises and a callous stinging feeling to her skin. She had wanted to call Kurt right away but the Wagner's wanted her to settle down before bringing Kurt into it, knowing very well Kurt would want to be home right there and then. So, Blithe took a few days and sat down, trying to deal with the distress. It only came later that the rest of the mutation reared its more than illusive head.
She had been sitting in the yard, watching Jake play in their well-built tree house with simplicity. He had tried to go down the upward pole at the end, but one of his feet lost balance and he slipped off the extension of the house. Blithe had panicked and ran to seize the young boy. To her, and the rest of the family's incredulity, she hadn't caught him from the ground......instead she was perched in the air, holding Jake steadily in her arms. It was then she figured out she could fly somewhat remarkably.
Brushing off those thoughts, she stared blankly into the day outside, and wished that Mr. and Mrs. Wagner would hurry up. Taking her eyes off the window for an instant, she took out her contact lenses, and put them in her eyes, fully hiding the golden hues with a dark brown. Licking her lips with a sigh, she looked back outside and her stomach lurched when the proverbial car pulled into the driveway behind her own. Picking herself off her couch, she caught her reflection in the mirror, and held the view for a moment to see if she looked appropriate. She bit her lip, and then rushed down the stairs just as she heard the front door open. Blithe's curls swept behind her ears and then crashed into her face as she swiftly pulled to a stop at the bottom of the stairs. She could hear the kids babbling ceaselessly and non-stop to.......well, she knew it was Kurt, but he was mainly hushed for the moment being. Peeking around the corner slightly, she watched Kurt pick Kate off the floor and then grunt. Blithe smirked slightly, knowing very well that Kate was hardly at the age to be picked up.
"Vas? Vhat have they been feeding you, liebe?" He muttered and then laughed as Kate giggled and Jake went on to talk about how he had gotten a dozen new video games that he wanted to show Kurt. Blithe rolled her eyes and sighed. More than likely that was where Kurt was going to spend his Christmas vacation.......in the room with Jake playing video games. Blithe turned the corner, and leaned on the stair frame, momentarily unnoticed by the now chatty and involved Kurt. Mrs. Wagner took notice of her steady posture at the stairs, and grinned, elbowing Kurt slightly, achieving a whine from him. He looked to her and frowned mischievously.
"I thought there vere rules now against this kind of thing?" he said, verbalizing his injustice. Blithe laughed from the stairs and spoke, now gaining full awareness from the elfish looking boy at the bottom of the main stairs.
"Yeah, but I would guess there's an acceptation to fuzzy, spade-tailed idiots like yourself" she said, in a wholly teasing nature. He grinned and looked over her. Her once solely hazel hair now had golden strips through it, making her brown eyes stand out more than they had before. She had on a fitted black v-neck that was cropped at the bottom to show a slim line of her flat stomach. Her pants fit gustily at her hips, and then swung out in the bottom as flares do. The thick heeled boots she wore made her a good inch taller than she should be, and the cocky grin he once knew and loved decorated her face beautifully. Raising an eyebrow, he spoke.
"And vhat.........?" he paused and then teleported in front of her, hugging her tightly as she snickered happily and squeezed back.
"......there's no exception for mousy curly haired brunettes vith smart mouths?" he said into her hair, and she laughed, sounding rich and drawn out, much to Kurt's pleasure. Then she pulled back and cocked her head to the side with a grin.
"Nah, see we were never mentioned in the rules so there's no need for exceptions" she stated, and he just smirked, paying no heed to her smart annotations. Then he took a strand of the blonde hair into his two fingers and furrowed his eyebrows.
"Vhat is this? Blonde?" he said, and she smiled, purposely swatting his hand off her hair and then pulling back so she could balance a hand on her hip. Just as she was about to answer, Jake walked over with a grin and looked at Kurt.
"She dyed it a couple veeks ago to cover up another dying mistake" he said proudly, and Blithe's mouth dropped as the two boys laughed like they shared a common secret. Then Blithe smirked and pointed to the little boy with a raised eyebrow.
"YOU are supposed to keep that between US" she laughed, and then continued as she took a bag from Mrs. Wagner, walking the rest of the steps to the kitchen.
"Your walking a fine line little boy" she said watching him out of the corner of her eye while Jake bolted past her and out the kitchen door, laughing as Mr. Wagner told him to be back before dinner if he was taking off. Blithe shook her head and set the bag on the table, peeking inside to see the necessities, like bread and milk and the such. Plopping into a kitchen chair, she ran a hand through her hair and watched as Kurt talked to his father. She looked him over and smiled. He had grown up a lot since he left.not only in his physical attributes, but you could just tell how he walked and such that he was more confident and assured than he was before. His hair had grown out more, leaving thick strands of bluish black that framed his face. She noticed that his yellow eyes seemed so much clearer and life like than when he left that it sparked something unidentifiable in her stomach that made her smile. It was like butterflies......then she shook her head and looked back at him, where he now sat on the counter while his mom tried to shoo him out of the kitchen so she could cook in peace. Blithe grinned and got out of the chair.
"Let mama Wagner cook, Kurt..........c'mon" she said, pulling his arm and practically dragging him into the living room. He whimpered the whole way, much to Blithe's aversion.
"But Blithe ........I'm hungry and that flight vas brutal......."he groaned and Blithe turned to him, letting his arm slip out of her grasp. Her eyes had shown with what seemed to be some sort of.....inner color.....behind the brown? Kurt shut the thought, telling himself that maybe that flight did more than make him hungry.it was making him illusional.
"Supper is in a half hour. C'mon Kurt, you've been gone for a year......don't you wanna look around? Go to your room.the backyard? I want to hear about everything.......about your new friends and the dance and all of it......you said you even had pictures to show me. Please Kurt? I haven't seen you in over a year......."she said, looking almost fraught at that. Kurt looked at her.
"Vas? Are you alright Blithe?" he said, and she just beamed a little, rolling her eyes at herself. She was being ridiculous......why was she so disappointed? He was standing right in front of her........in one piece at that, which came for a quite a surprise when you were dealing with Kurt Wagner. She hesitated, and then spoke gradually.
"I.......just missed you. I wanna hear about everything" she said, and he grinned sheepishly almost.
"Vell, I vanna hear bout everything that's happened here vithout me. But ve have all veek Blithe" he said, not quite understanding where this new emotional burst was coming from. Maybe it was her time of the month....? She smiled again, but it wasn't one of the smiles he knew of her........it was more or less diminutive and ashamed like.
"That's hardly any time" she said softly, looking away at the wall with a rough and worn look. Kurt didn't know how to deal with this......well, he couldn't deal with it if he didn't know what it was about........he sighed and put his hands on her shoulders.
"Vhat's wrong fraulein?" he asked slowly, and she did nothing but blink, much to his disclosure. Blithe never NOT had anything to say, she was always full of remarks and comebacks that could make the best back down.......and now here she stood, looking intense, as if thinking deeply about something.......and all she was doing was blinking. This wasn't his Blithe.......he thought mildly, looking at her. No, this wasn't at least the one he knew before.........
Something was different.
"KIDS! Ve're going out for dinner tonight, I forgot to put out the meat. Kurt, vill you go grab Jake........?" The voice startled them both, almost causing Kurt to teleport him and Blithe out of there. Instead though, he turned and grinned slightly at his mother, giving a slight 'Ja'. When he turned back to see just what was up with his best friend, he noted she had already brushed past his shoulder and was gibbering with her in German about where they were going and what to wear. Turning and teleporting to the bottom of the stairs, he turned on his image inducer, and walked out the door to find his little brother.
He would talk to Blithe later.
Okie dokie. There it is, I plan on moving onto the part where Blithe tells Kurt she's like him (a mutant, I mean, haha) I also plan on not being too dramatic with it.cause, well.this is something that shouldn't be that dramatic, right?? Haha. Alrighty, the dramatics will come in later chapters, with lots of angst and all that good stuff soo..until then? BYE!! OH, and still..haha sorry bout the bunchiness I just can't figure out how to fix it otherwise..
DISCLAIMER: I only own Blithe. Yes, that is all.
'SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE' By BlueEyes
A MONTH LATER (DECEMBER)
Blithe sat in her upstairs room, watching out of her window rather keenly. Kurt would be there with his parents any minute, to start his stay with them for the week. Her golden eyes changed a hue of color as her enthusiasm and apprehension built. She had found out she was a mutant no more than a few months ago when she had received a letter in the mail that was addressed to her Grandmothers old house, but rather, it was for her. It was the rest of her Grandma's possessions and it was all essentially all left to her among the exclusive stuff. It had been an uneasy crash to her system and the Wagner's told her later on that it may have been that that sparked the mutation to flare up. It had been the morning preceding the incident that she had woken up with pure gold irises and a callous stinging feeling to her skin. She had wanted to call Kurt right away but the Wagner's wanted her to settle down before bringing Kurt into it, knowing very well Kurt would want to be home right there and then. So, Blithe took a few days and sat down, trying to deal with the distress. It only came later that the rest of the mutation reared its more than illusive head.
She had been sitting in the yard, watching Jake play in their well-built tree house with simplicity. He had tried to go down the upward pole at the end, but one of his feet lost balance and he slipped off the extension of the house. Blithe had panicked and ran to seize the young boy. To her, and the rest of the family's incredulity, she hadn't caught him from the ground......instead she was perched in the air, holding Jake steadily in her arms. It was then she figured out she could fly somewhat remarkably.
Brushing off those thoughts, she stared blankly into the day outside, and wished that Mr. and Mrs. Wagner would hurry up. Taking her eyes off the window for an instant, she took out her contact lenses, and put them in her eyes, fully hiding the golden hues with a dark brown. Licking her lips with a sigh, she looked back outside and her stomach lurched when the proverbial car pulled into the driveway behind her own. Picking herself off her couch, she caught her reflection in the mirror, and held the view for a moment to see if she looked appropriate. She bit her lip, and then rushed down the stairs just as she heard the front door open. Blithe's curls swept behind her ears and then crashed into her face as she swiftly pulled to a stop at the bottom of the stairs. She could hear the kids babbling ceaselessly and non-stop to.......well, she knew it was Kurt, but he was mainly hushed for the moment being. Peeking around the corner slightly, she watched Kurt pick Kate off the floor and then grunt. Blithe smirked slightly, knowing very well that Kate was hardly at the age to be picked up.
"Vas? Vhat have they been feeding you, liebe?" He muttered and then laughed as Kate giggled and Jake went on to talk about how he had gotten a dozen new video games that he wanted to show Kurt. Blithe rolled her eyes and sighed. More than likely that was where Kurt was going to spend his Christmas vacation.......in the room with Jake playing video games. Blithe turned the corner, and leaned on the stair frame, momentarily unnoticed by the now chatty and involved Kurt. Mrs. Wagner took notice of her steady posture at the stairs, and grinned, elbowing Kurt slightly, achieving a whine from him. He looked to her and frowned mischievously.
"I thought there vere rules now against this kind of thing?" he said, verbalizing his injustice. Blithe laughed from the stairs and spoke, now gaining full awareness from the elfish looking boy at the bottom of the main stairs.
"Yeah, but I would guess there's an acceptation to fuzzy, spade-tailed idiots like yourself" she said, in a wholly teasing nature. He grinned and looked over her. Her once solely hazel hair now had golden strips through it, making her brown eyes stand out more than they had before. She had on a fitted black v-neck that was cropped at the bottom to show a slim line of her flat stomach. Her pants fit gustily at her hips, and then swung out in the bottom as flares do. The thick heeled boots she wore made her a good inch taller than she should be, and the cocky grin he once knew and loved decorated her face beautifully. Raising an eyebrow, he spoke.
"And vhat.........?" he paused and then teleported in front of her, hugging her tightly as she snickered happily and squeezed back.
"......there's no exception for mousy curly haired brunettes vith smart mouths?" he said into her hair, and she laughed, sounding rich and drawn out, much to Kurt's pleasure. Then she pulled back and cocked her head to the side with a grin.
"Nah, see we were never mentioned in the rules so there's no need for exceptions" she stated, and he just smirked, paying no heed to her smart annotations. Then he took a strand of the blonde hair into his two fingers and furrowed his eyebrows.
"Vhat is this? Blonde?" he said, and she smiled, purposely swatting his hand off her hair and then pulling back so she could balance a hand on her hip. Just as she was about to answer, Jake walked over with a grin and looked at Kurt.
"She dyed it a couple veeks ago to cover up another dying mistake" he said proudly, and Blithe's mouth dropped as the two boys laughed like they shared a common secret. Then Blithe smirked and pointed to the little boy with a raised eyebrow.
"YOU are supposed to keep that between US" she laughed, and then continued as she took a bag from Mrs. Wagner, walking the rest of the steps to the kitchen.
"Your walking a fine line little boy" she said watching him out of the corner of her eye while Jake bolted past her and out the kitchen door, laughing as Mr. Wagner told him to be back before dinner if he was taking off. Blithe shook her head and set the bag on the table, peeking inside to see the necessities, like bread and milk and the such. Plopping into a kitchen chair, she ran a hand through her hair and watched as Kurt talked to his father. She looked him over and smiled. He had grown up a lot since he left.not only in his physical attributes, but you could just tell how he walked and such that he was more confident and assured than he was before. His hair had grown out more, leaving thick strands of bluish black that framed his face. She noticed that his yellow eyes seemed so much clearer and life like than when he left that it sparked something unidentifiable in her stomach that made her smile. It was like butterflies......then she shook her head and looked back at him, where he now sat on the counter while his mom tried to shoo him out of the kitchen so she could cook in peace. Blithe grinned and got out of the chair.
"Let mama Wagner cook, Kurt..........c'mon" she said, pulling his arm and practically dragging him into the living room. He whimpered the whole way, much to Blithe's aversion.
"But Blithe ........I'm hungry and that flight vas brutal......."he groaned and Blithe turned to him, letting his arm slip out of her grasp. Her eyes had shown with what seemed to be some sort of.....inner color.....behind the brown? Kurt shut the thought, telling himself that maybe that flight did more than make him hungry.it was making him illusional.
"Supper is in a half hour. C'mon Kurt, you've been gone for a year......don't you wanna look around? Go to your room.the backyard? I want to hear about everything.......about your new friends and the dance and all of it......you said you even had pictures to show me. Please Kurt? I haven't seen you in over a year......."she said, looking almost fraught at that. Kurt looked at her.
"Vas? Are you alright Blithe?" he said, and she just beamed a little, rolling her eyes at herself. She was being ridiculous......why was she so disappointed? He was standing right in front of her........in one piece at that, which came for a quite a surprise when you were dealing with Kurt Wagner. She hesitated, and then spoke gradually.
"I.......just missed you. I wanna hear about everything" she said, and he grinned sheepishly almost.
"Vell, I vanna hear bout everything that's happened here vithout me. But ve have all veek Blithe" he said, not quite understanding where this new emotional burst was coming from. Maybe it was her time of the month....? She smiled again, but it wasn't one of the smiles he knew of her........it was more or less diminutive and ashamed like.
"That's hardly any time" she said softly, looking away at the wall with a rough and worn look. Kurt didn't know how to deal with this......well, he couldn't deal with it if he didn't know what it was about........he sighed and put his hands on her shoulders.
"Vhat's wrong fraulein?" he asked slowly, and she did nothing but blink, much to his disclosure. Blithe never NOT had anything to say, she was always full of remarks and comebacks that could make the best back down.......and now here she stood, looking intense, as if thinking deeply about something.......and all she was doing was blinking. This wasn't his Blithe.......he thought mildly, looking at her. No, this wasn't at least the one he knew before.........
Something was different.
"KIDS! Ve're going out for dinner tonight, I forgot to put out the meat. Kurt, vill you go grab Jake........?" The voice startled them both, almost causing Kurt to teleport him and Blithe out of there. Instead though, he turned and grinned slightly at his mother, giving a slight 'Ja'. When he turned back to see just what was up with his best friend, he noted she had already brushed past his shoulder and was gibbering with her in German about where they were going and what to wear. Turning and teleporting to the bottom of the stairs, he turned on his image inducer, and walked out the door to find his little brother.
He would talk to Blithe later.
Okie dokie. There it is, I plan on moving onto the part where Blithe tells Kurt she's like him (a mutant, I mean, haha) I also plan on not being too dramatic with it.cause, well.this is something that shouldn't be that dramatic, right?? Haha. Alrighty, the dramatics will come in later chapters, with lots of angst and all that good stuff soo..until then? BYE!! OH, and still..haha sorry bout the bunchiness I just can't figure out how to fix it otherwise..