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Chapter 17

—General PoV—

Hornet surveyed the room slowly, making sure that everything was back in place.

"How's it looking?" asked Magic, appearing at her side.

"Good, but why is there a purple shirt on the floor?"

Magic picked it up. "This is Rubix's, I saw her wearing it yesterday." It read 'Not Everything on the Prairies is Flat' in large yellow letters.

"Really? I saw Jack wearing it this morning."

"Why the hell would jack be wearing a shirt like that?" asked Magic.

"I guess you're right. I'll bring it to her."

==

"Jack, where's your shirt?" asked Aura at the sight of him entering the stables.

"Rubix is wearing it. Hers was uncomfortable so I took it off."

Arrow glared at him. "You have to wear a shirt, we have dress code."

Even though this was a very Arrow line Jack notice a definite lack of coldness in her voice. Ah yes, his naked body was finally doing something right!

"Sorry," he stretched purposely. "I'll find something."

"Jack, just put on a damn shirt."

Ireland laughed in the corner and Touch rolled her eyes at the boy's antics.

"No one wants to see you bare like that Jack," added Mouse.

Arrow stared at him pointedly and, defeated, jack went off to search for a shirt.

"Jack is such a character." Touch laughed.

"Yeah, but he's hot!" Mouse giggled and peered suggestively at Arrow. "And I think he likes you. Do you like him?"

Arrow blanched. "I hate Jack."

"Aw, Arrow Hon," Ireland looked up from where she was brushing down Garabaldi. "He's not bad. And how can you resist him when he's not wearing a shirt?"

Arrow stuck out her tongue at Ireland. "Just because he's hot doesn't mean I like him. How shallow do you think I am?"

"So you admit he's hot?" quipped Mouse.

"I guess, but that doesn't mean—"

"Ooh! Jack and Arrow, sittin' in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!!"

"Shut up you two."

Mouse and Ireland snickered and chanted it under their breath.

"Why don't you like Jack anyways, Arrow?" asked Touch. "He's always been nice to you."

"I don't not like Jack," was her reply, "he's just so into himself, y'know?"

Touch shrugged. "I guess."

Arrow turned back to the horse she was grooming, Jemstone, and glared deeply at their taunting. Sure, Jack was a good rider, and sure he was nice enough to her, but envy powered a strong hate towards him.

"What do I do with this?" asked Snitch, holding up a bit and swinging it in the air. After a moment her cried out in pain. "Ow! My eye!"

"Snitch," Touch sighed and took it from him. "Just go sit in a corner. You're going to hurt yourself."

==

"Dutchy?"

"What do you want?" Dutchy glared at Specs.

"Are you mad at me."

"Yes."

"Why? I didn't do anything!"

"Yes you did. You're a jerk. Just leave me alone."

Specs watched as Dutchy walked away.

"I just want to talk to you!" he called after him. "I've had time to think!"

Before he knew it Specs had turned him around. Dutchy drew in his breath as he stared him in the eyes.

"I didn't burn the tape." And he kissed Dutchy.

[End Chapter]

((I updated so soon because I'm off to Montreal tomorrow. Please review and I'll post again as soon as I can! Promise!!!)) ((Oh, and I'm sorry it's so short! I didn't have much time to write. I hope it was funny!!!)))

Shoutouts:

Rubix the cube- I like crossing my toes. It feels funny! As for the clothes thing, I don't steal people's clothes often. However, that 'Not Everything on the Prairies is Flat' t-shirt is an actual shirt I saw.

Cassies Grandma- I don't want to get you mad at me! I have seen Family Guy before though, they cancelled it. And thanks for recommending my fic! I don't know how that works exactly, but I thank you profusely.

Sapphy- would you actually wear something like that? I would. Except maybe the hat, it's a little too floppy.

Ireland O'Reily- I'm leaving soon too. Tomorrow, in fact. I'm also going to Florida, Spain and France this summer. Busy, busy, busy! And Armageddon makes me cry. It's so sad!

Strawberri Shake- she did help set things back up. And that shirt is a real one, I saw it once. I think it's a Canadian thing, seeing as we have the Prairie Provinces.

Fantasy3- if we build a shield, can it be made from candy? Then we'll never run out of sweet stuff to eat! Yum!

Shooter O'Brien/BrooklynGrl- I did update soon, but with a grave reason. (sniffle) Goodbye beloved computer, I will miss you always!

Written Sparks- I'm afraid everyone's wondering that. I'm not good at thinking up a plot before the story, I just write and 'let the story take me with it'.

Cheers all, wish me luck and fortune at finding hot French boys in Montreal!