"KURT! Get your fuzzy, little head out of the fridge!" exclaimed an
exasperated Kitty.
"Ahhh, Keety, I was just a little hungry! I wasn't going to eat your vegetables or anyzing, I just vanted some sandwiches, or somezing!"
"YOU! YOU! I so totally want to kill you right now! We just got a new student, and you're already engulfing yourself in the food, you haven't even, you know what I'm talking about, right?"
Cayla was completely confused by their entire argument. What did Kitty mean by fuzzy, little head? Was that an inside joke or something she didn't know about? Finally, Cayla got up the courage to ask the lingering question.
"Uhm, Kitty I'm confused, what are you talking about?"
Both stopped mid-stream of their argument to consider what the girl had just asked. Kurt was the first to respond. "Cayla, I'm a bit different than most of the people here. You."
"Ya, Ya. I know you're from Europe or something, what's the big deal?"
Kitty chose her words carefully, then replied, "Cayla, actually Kurt's from Germany, but that's not what we're talking about. He like totally looks like an elf or something. He only looks normal when he's got this watch on."
"Cayza, just don't freak out or anyzing okay?" and with that statement Kurt turned off his image inducer, to reveal his 'true' self.
At first Cayla tried not to scream, but then she found that his blue fur really wasn't that frightening, only a little surprising. Some of the glasses sitting out to dry cracked a little, but nothing exploded.
Kurt noticed the small cracks in the glasses that had just appeared. Sure, he was a little heartbroken that she thought he was scary, but since nothing exploded he guessed she was a little surprised and nothing more. He turned his image inducer back on, and the newcomer settled down a bit.
Being Kurt he had to say something witty, but what? (Light Bulb!) "So, am I ze cutezt guy in ze vorld or vhat?"
Oh ya, that was like a totally Kurt phrase, thought Kitty. I wonder what Cayla will say?
"I've thought about it for awhile, and believe me, it hurt. So, I've come to a conclusion that you are a lot better looking blue, than you are peach. It's just not your color," replied a grinning Cayla.
Oh, she's good, very good, thought Kitty to herself. This is almost like watching a soap opera, interesting to see what each person will say in retaliation to the others comment.
"Here zhat Keety! Chicks dig ze fuzzy man!" Kurt said with a huge smile, all the while doing a little 'happy dance'.
"Well more chicks would 'dig' you if weren't on probation. So, I would really consider that you two start cleaning before Mr. Logan has like a hissy fight or something. I've really got to go finish the rest of my homework. If like you've forgotten it's already Sunday, and we have school tomorrow. I don't mean to be rude, but I like need to split before I get grounded too! Cayla, you're staying in the room next to Kurt, he can show you. Just one bit of advice, change in the bathroom, he like sometimes ports' into the wrong room," and with that Kitty phased though the wall, leaving Kurt and Cayla by themselves.
"Ahhh, Keety, I was just a little hungry! I wasn't going to eat your vegetables or anyzing, I just vanted some sandwiches, or somezing!"
"YOU! YOU! I so totally want to kill you right now! We just got a new student, and you're already engulfing yourself in the food, you haven't even, you know what I'm talking about, right?"
Cayla was completely confused by their entire argument. What did Kitty mean by fuzzy, little head? Was that an inside joke or something she didn't know about? Finally, Cayla got up the courage to ask the lingering question.
"Uhm, Kitty I'm confused, what are you talking about?"
Both stopped mid-stream of their argument to consider what the girl had just asked. Kurt was the first to respond. "Cayla, I'm a bit different than most of the people here. You."
"Ya, Ya. I know you're from Europe or something, what's the big deal?"
Kitty chose her words carefully, then replied, "Cayla, actually Kurt's from Germany, but that's not what we're talking about. He like totally looks like an elf or something. He only looks normal when he's got this watch on."
"Cayza, just don't freak out or anyzing okay?" and with that statement Kurt turned off his image inducer, to reveal his 'true' self.
At first Cayla tried not to scream, but then she found that his blue fur really wasn't that frightening, only a little surprising. Some of the glasses sitting out to dry cracked a little, but nothing exploded.
Kurt noticed the small cracks in the glasses that had just appeared. Sure, he was a little heartbroken that she thought he was scary, but since nothing exploded he guessed she was a little surprised and nothing more. He turned his image inducer back on, and the newcomer settled down a bit.
Being Kurt he had to say something witty, but what? (Light Bulb!) "So, am I ze cutezt guy in ze vorld or vhat?"
Oh ya, that was like a totally Kurt phrase, thought Kitty. I wonder what Cayla will say?
"I've thought about it for awhile, and believe me, it hurt. So, I've come to a conclusion that you are a lot better looking blue, than you are peach. It's just not your color," replied a grinning Cayla.
Oh, she's good, very good, thought Kitty to herself. This is almost like watching a soap opera, interesting to see what each person will say in retaliation to the others comment.
"Here zhat Keety! Chicks dig ze fuzzy man!" Kurt said with a huge smile, all the while doing a little 'happy dance'.
"Well more chicks would 'dig' you if weren't on probation. So, I would really consider that you two start cleaning before Mr. Logan has like a hissy fight or something. I've really got to go finish the rest of my homework. If like you've forgotten it's already Sunday, and we have school tomorrow. I don't mean to be rude, but I like need to split before I get grounded too! Cayla, you're staying in the room next to Kurt, he can show you. Just one bit of advice, change in the bathroom, he like sometimes ports' into the wrong room," and with that Kitty phased though the wall, leaving Kurt and Cayla by themselves.