A/N: Back again! And yes, so soon.
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Chapter 2
"Is the world against me today?"
Jubilee glared at the door for a few more seconds before spinning on her heel and striding away. The nerve! Thinking she couldn't handle herself in the face of danger! Sparks crackled from her finger-tips as if punctuating her thoughts.
It was eerily silent in the mansion, but she barely took notice. Her only thought was to do the rational thing to do when you're angry (besides locking yourself in your room. That would have been a bit pointless in this case) – pig out on chips and kill some brain cells.
So after a quick stop in the kitchen, she headed straight to the nearest television.
Plopping down on the couch and setting her cargo (a jumbo size bag of Lays- original) down beside her, she glared at the screen a moment as if it should know to turn on by itself. Finally realizing this wasn't going to accomplish anything- she picked up the remote from the coffee table and turned it on manually, her harsh expression never lessening.
Powerpuff Girls blared out at her and she found herself falling into a sort of trance as the three KINDERGARDNERS got plucked out of school and went out to save the world- which they were perfectly capable of doing.
She shook herself out of it upon realizing that she was comparing herself to a kids' cartoon.
As she flipped through the channels- stopping to catch a few minutes of State of Grace – she began to realize that something terrible was happening…
There was NOTHING on.
She crunched down on a potato chip angrily, noting that she was already half-way through the bag, as she began to channel surf for the third time. Nothing.
As she slumped back slowly she muttered to herself, "I couldn't go out on the mission, I'm all alone, and there's nothing on TV. Is the world against me today?"
She barely noticed as her eyelids got droopy, and her head began to nod. Her only thought was to find something to watch…
The remote dropped from her hand which slipped to her side, the other hand still reached into the bag of chips. The TV was still on however, and as the credits from the previous program were crushed to one side of the screen, a man's voice declared:
"Next we're pulling an all nighter as SportsTV gets a juicy close-up look at the wide world of kickball. So put down that remote, and don't go away! We'll be playing again after this!"
End of chapter
Post-A/N: Hm… something is going to happen. What's it gonna be? What's it gonna be?? Guess you'll have to wait and find out! Happy reviewing!