::|| The Terrible Two ||::
"Lynx's Idea Of Safety"
"CHICKEN FINGERS!!!" Lynx screamed, her hands suddenly going gray and ghost like and going right through the table she was beating up. "oops," she said, concentrating on becoming human again. Pyro was sitting across the table from her, grinning.
"Well, that's working," he said. "None of the waiters or chefs can gather enough courage to come out here and give us our food."
"What?" Lynx said, her head snapping up. Pyro shrugged and pointed at the window to the kitchen, where the entire staff was staring, hiding behind the walls and each other, watching Lynx and Pyro. Lynx grunted.
"You know!" she yelled across the room. "Keeping my from my food will only make me madder you idiots!" Immediately a waiter rushed out with a plate and put in front of her, then hurried back with Pyro's food and hastily apologized.
"ZIP IT!" Lynx yelled. "Just go away and pay for this for us!"
"Yes, Miss Lynx," the waiter said.
"And don't call me that," Lynx snarled. "Call me... Your Royal Highness, no wait, that sounds stupid, uh, ma'am, no too old, ok ok, call me punk ass bitch."
"Yes punk ass bitch," the waiter said. Lynx leapt up on the table and kicked him.
"You calling me a bitch?!" she yelled. "ARE YOU CALLING ME A BITCH?!"
"No!" the waiter cried, throwing up his hands. "No! Never! I- please, I can give you money!" Lynx snarled and held out her hand and the waiter immediately dug through all his pockets and shoved a wad full of bills, which Lynx paged through carefully.
"Twenty-two fifty?" she said. "That's it? Ah, it's not worth it, go pay for our food and don't bug me anymore."
"Yes, of course," the waiter said, scrambling up and running off.
"Quick, we've wasted too much time in this stupid place," Lynx growled. Pyro smiled.
"You do this a lot?" he asked. Lynx nodded.
"Almost every day, it's getting old," she said.
***
"Twenty minutes later Lyn stood up and walked out the door, Pyro scrambling to catch up. Outside Lynx looked around just as a gray Jeep Wrangler drove down the road. Immediately she jumped in front of it, making the driver screech to a halt, but not in time, running and stopping right over Lynx, who was now gray and looked like a ghost. The driver stared at her face, sticking out of the windshield, and squeaked.
"Ah!" he said. Lynx's ghostly mouth grinned.
"You just kill me you know," she said. "You wanna skip jail for life?" The man nodded and Lynx smiled, a hand coming out of the radio as Pyro laughed his head off on the sidewalk.
"Money," Lynx instructed. The man pulled out his wallet and threw it at her and Lynx nodded. "Now get out," she said.
"What?" the man said, eyes getting wide. Lynx glared at him.
"DO YOU WANT ME TO REPORT YOU TO THE FBI OR WHAT?!" she screamed. "GET OUTTA THE GOD DAMN CAR!"
"AH!" the man yelled, jumping out and almost getting hit by a taxi, then running down the street screaming. Lynx sighed satisfactorily and got into the drivers seat, putting the wallet in the glove compartment and looking at Pyro.
"Hurry up if you're coming," she said. Pyro managed to get up and jump in the passenger side as Lynx took off, dodging traffic and soon escaping other cars altogether, leaving the city.
"Uh, where are we going?" Pyro asked. Lynx laughed and looked at him.
"Have you never been to the post office?" she asked. "I'm the most wanted mutant in New York, it's time I moved off to somewhere else."
"And I'm here-" Pyro said.
"Because you are," Lynx said. "I didn't tell you to come, it was your own choice to get in the car, and if you're going to turn into a big baby jump out and die already."
"Oh no," Pyro said, laughing. "I think it's safer to hang around someone who doesn't realize what she does is suicidal."
"Safer?" Lynx said, suddenly turning on the radio to blare out rock music. Grabbing the removable hood and ripping it off, letting go of the steering wheel and standing up on the seat, throwing her hands up as the car spun.
"WOOOAAAAAAA!!!" she screamed. Pyro gaped up at her, grabbing the door handle and side of the seat and screaming.
"AHHHHHHHHH!" he yelled. Suddenly the car swerved into the opposite lane of traffic and Lynx jumped down, grabbing the wheel and driving through the opposite lane. Horns blared, cars swerved, and Pyro spoke his true feelings the entire time.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
"Lynx's Idea Of Safety"
"CHICKEN FINGERS!!!" Lynx screamed, her hands suddenly going gray and ghost like and going right through the table she was beating up. "oops," she said, concentrating on becoming human again. Pyro was sitting across the table from her, grinning.
"Well, that's working," he said. "None of the waiters or chefs can gather enough courage to come out here and give us our food."
"What?" Lynx said, her head snapping up. Pyro shrugged and pointed at the window to the kitchen, where the entire staff was staring, hiding behind the walls and each other, watching Lynx and Pyro. Lynx grunted.
"You know!" she yelled across the room. "Keeping my from my food will only make me madder you idiots!" Immediately a waiter rushed out with a plate and put in front of her, then hurried back with Pyro's food and hastily apologized.
"ZIP IT!" Lynx yelled. "Just go away and pay for this for us!"
"Yes, Miss Lynx," the waiter said.
"And don't call me that," Lynx snarled. "Call me... Your Royal Highness, no wait, that sounds stupid, uh, ma'am, no too old, ok ok, call me punk ass bitch."
"Yes punk ass bitch," the waiter said. Lynx leapt up on the table and kicked him.
"You calling me a bitch?!" she yelled. "ARE YOU CALLING ME A BITCH?!"
"No!" the waiter cried, throwing up his hands. "No! Never! I- please, I can give you money!" Lynx snarled and held out her hand and the waiter immediately dug through all his pockets and shoved a wad full of bills, which Lynx paged through carefully.
"Twenty-two fifty?" she said. "That's it? Ah, it's not worth it, go pay for our food and don't bug me anymore."
"Yes, of course," the waiter said, scrambling up and running off.
"Quick, we've wasted too much time in this stupid place," Lynx growled. Pyro smiled.
"You do this a lot?" he asked. Lynx nodded.
"Almost every day, it's getting old," she said.
***
"Twenty minutes later Lyn stood up and walked out the door, Pyro scrambling to catch up. Outside Lynx looked around just as a gray Jeep Wrangler drove down the road. Immediately she jumped in front of it, making the driver screech to a halt, but not in time, running and stopping right over Lynx, who was now gray and looked like a ghost. The driver stared at her face, sticking out of the windshield, and squeaked.
"Ah!" he said. Lynx's ghostly mouth grinned.
"You just kill me you know," she said. "You wanna skip jail for life?" The man nodded and Lynx smiled, a hand coming out of the radio as Pyro laughed his head off on the sidewalk.
"Money," Lynx instructed. The man pulled out his wallet and threw it at her and Lynx nodded. "Now get out," she said.
"What?" the man said, eyes getting wide. Lynx glared at him.
"DO YOU WANT ME TO REPORT YOU TO THE FBI OR WHAT?!" she screamed. "GET OUTTA THE GOD DAMN CAR!"
"AH!" the man yelled, jumping out and almost getting hit by a taxi, then running down the street screaming. Lynx sighed satisfactorily and got into the drivers seat, putting the wallet in the glove compartment and looking at Pyro.
"Hurry up if you're coming," she said. Pyro managed to get up and jump in the passenger side as Lynx took off, dodging traffic and soon escaping other cars altogether, leaving the city.
"Uh, where are we going?" Pyro asked. Lynx laughed and looked at him.
"Have you never been to the post office?" she asked. "I'm the most wanted mutant in New York, it's time I moved off to somewhere else."
"And I'm here-" Pyro said.
"Because you are," Lynx said. "I didn't tell you to come, it was your own choice to get in the car, and if you're going to turn into a big baby jump out and die already."
"Oh no," Pyro said, laughing. "I think it's safer to hang around someone who doesn't realize what she does is suicidal."
"Safer?" Lynx said, suddenly turning on the radio to blare out rock music. Grabbing the removable hood and ripping it off, letting go of the steering wheel and standing up on the seat, throwing her hands up as the car spun.
"WOOOAAAAAAA!!!" she screamed. Pyro gaped up at her, grabbing the door handle and side of the seat and screaming.
"AHHHHHHHHH!" he yelled. Suddenly the car swerved into the opposite lane of traffic and Lynx jumped down, grabbing the wheel and driving through the opposite lane. Horns blared, cars swerved, and Pyro spoke his true feelings the entire time.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"