Jus' a short little chapter thingy. Yeah…
Tewks: really? You really do?
MetaChi: Guess what kind of comics they are…heh heh heh…Zim…DVD…O.O Must get!! I'd love to help you with your fic! But on one condition: In Bob, I get to have my Kurt figure there. 'Cause he's so cool!
Psyco: Don't worry! I will!
Ellina: Wow, someone who actually knows what a Mary Sue is. Amazing. But I agree, she is Mary-Sue-esque, though not entirely MS. No tragic past, no making all of the main male charas fall in love with her instantly (Phew) and no death at the end! Yay!!
Right. So. Chapter!
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Janella was very surprised to find that he mansion was not entirely asleep like she assumed when she snuck back in through her window and then downstairs for a snack. Sitting at the table was a remarkably alert Kurt, who looked up in surprise when she entered. She blushed when she saw him, realizing at that moment she was in deep shit. He was wearing pajamas, and she was still in street clothes.
"Hallo," he said, slightly slurring his words. "Was are you doing up?"
"I never went to sleep," she said, stretching and yawning widely. "You?"
"I'm alvays up about now," he explained. "I get hungry." She snickered. She had been here barely two days and already knew about his infamous appetite. Even now, he had a box of cookies and a huge glass of milk. She got herself some milk and sat, pulling the cookies towards her. She looked up at the clock and blinked.
"Gah. It's far too late," she commented, taking a drink of milk. He nodded.
"Ja," he agreed. There was silence for several minutes. It really was too late for talking, and Janella realized that she was finally getting tired. Figures it was when she was sitting at a table with someone was when she was the least coherent. She yawned and stretched again, which stimulated her circulatory system and perked her up a little.
"So," Kurt said, breaking the silence.
"So," Janella replied.
"Was do you think of ze Institute so far?" he asked.
"Well," he said slowly, munching a cookie and considering her answer. "I'm certainly glad I came. I don't think I'll regret my choice, and I really hope I get to become an X-Man. That sounds…interesting." Kurt chuckled.
"Zere's never a dull moment, I'll tell you zat," he said. Janella grinned.
"That's good," she said. "I need a lot of excitement in my life." She leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms behind her head. "Else, I get bored. And when I'm bored, I'm dangerous." She grinned, snapping a cookie in half, dipped it in her milk and ate it. She yawned again, inadvertently this time, and the action unbalanced her. Her chair tipped over with a splintering crash, and she sprawled unceremoniously on the floor. Kurt laughed once, then tried to look serious as he went over and helped her up.
"I think you need to get to bed," he said, the corners of his mouth twitching.
"Yes," she murmured. "Time for bed, X, it's getting early."
"X? Who's X?"
"Mmmm…Vin Diesel…" Kurt rolled his eyes.
"You vatch far too many movies," he said as he helped her to her feet. She laughed, and them pushed him off. She straightened and shook her head.
"I can take it from here," she said. "I think." She smiled warmly at him. "Thanks for your help though." He waved jauntily as she stumbled off towards the nearest staircase that led upstairs. She wandered to her room and, stripping her clothes and tossing them in corner, collapsed into bed. Suddenly, she was quite tired.
I really think I'm going to like it here, she thought with a smile on her face as she drifted off to sleep.
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Gah. I don't like this chapter much. Man, does she crash fast! o.O Anyways…More movie quotes! Heeheehee!
Hmm. Can't really think of anything else to say…oh!
Disclaimer: I don't own "xXx." *Sigh.* I don't own Vin Diesel. *Double sigh.* I don't own 'X-Men: Evolution.' *Super sigh* I do, however, own Janella, this copy of the X2 Movie Novelization, this copy of the Legacy Quest Trilogy Volume one, and this Kurt action figure. Sue me, and these are what you get. Well, maybe not the figure…