I DO NOT OWN THE INCREDIBLES
As if you didn't know.
Please R&R
-.O Did you know that squirrels are carnivorous? They are, really. Do not upset them, for their wrath is like a rain of fiery needles which come down unceasingly, tearing the flesh from your limbs.
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"WHAT?!!"
The biology teacher started, then commanded in a slow drawl, "Violet, please return to your seat."
Violet slowly drew herself back down onto her chair. The girl beside her edged away as far as possible, then whispered under her breath, "Freak."
Depression crushed Violet's thoughts inward, and she began to argue with herself as to what she should do. "I could always just run away to some forsaken desert or forest."
"No. I can't imagine myself living like a hermit. I don't know the first thing about hunting, fishing, or foraging, and couldn't carry enough food to last me for any sufficient amount of time."
"I could just go invisible for a while."
"For quite a while."
"Forever."
Violet sighed. "Guess that won't work either, it won't actually fix any problems. And people know that the Incredibles are a family, so even if I where invisible, my family would still be in trouble. I've got to figure out a way to stop whatever it is that the S.A.S.S.I. are planning."
A bell rang, signaling the end of class, and Violet sighed again as she picked up her backpack and papers. "I don't even know what they're planning."
Violet made her way through the masses of other students in the school hallway towards her last class for the day, art. Actually, though, the terminology 'made her way' doesn't fit quite right, as all the masses of other students pressed against the walls to avoid her. Giving her plenty of room to move about freely.
"You have last core art too?"
Violet turned to find the source of the voice. "Hi, Ben. Yeah."
"And I'll take from your tone of voice that your day has not improved?"
The bell signaling the start of class rang loudly as Violet replied, "Nope. You heard the announcement, right? What am I supposed to do now?"
The voice of the female art instructor came out to the hallway where Ben and Violet stood, carrying the answer to Violet's question. "You're supposed to be coming to class, Miss Parr."
Violet blushed as she and Ben quickly came inside the classroom and found seats. "Sorry Mrs. Card, I lost track of time."
The bespectacled, hippie teacher smiled warmly. "It's not a problem, just try not to let it happen again. Ok?"
Violet nodded. "Yes ma'am."
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Art class went better than the classes before it. Mrs. Card was not one to let students talk during class time, and Violet enjoyed art. Not to mention the fact that Ben was sitting next to her, and doing everything possible to cheer her up.
They were painting portraits today, with Tony as the class model; somehow, Ben's rendition of the subject had sprouted a pair of red horns and a forked tail. Violet almost laughed aloud when she looked over and saw it.
Mrs. Card, after walking amongst the students and reviewing their work came across Ben's portrait and gasped. "Such expression! I can feel the emotions leaping off the canvas! Such rage, such frustration! Truly, this is a masterpiece!"
Violet did laugh aloud, now.
Mrs. Card didn't quite understand what she was laughing about, however, and attributed it to overstressed teenager hormones as Ben offered a quiet smile and a simple, "Thanks."
Mrs. Card returned to the task of inspecting the other students works, her bell bottomed jeans, tie-died t, and long, gray-streaked hair waving behind her.
Violet brought her laughter under control and leaned over toward Ben to whisper the question, "How on earth do you manage to keep a straight face so well?"
Ben offered a slightly larger grin as he replied, "Practice."
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The bell rang again, signaling the end of the school-day this time. Violet looked up at it, her depression catching up to her, wishing that the bell had waited another few minutes to ring, or a few days.
"Do not ask for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee."
Violet's eyes moved from the bell to the suddenly solemn faced Ben, and her mouth puckered into a grimace. The suddenly solemn faced Ben turned into a suddenly laughing Ben. "It's not funny."
"No, it's not," Ben struggled to regain his composure, but failed miserably as he burst out, "but your expression was hilarious!"
Violet slumped. Her face, body, and tone of voice all echoing the depression within, "Do you not even care about what's happening to me? I lost my secret identity, I lost my boyfriends and all of my normal friends , my social life is completely gone, and you're laughing? The people around me have already made this S.A.S.S.I. which is obviously going to make some sort of trouble for me and my family, is that just some sort of joke to you?!" Violet broke down, the suddenness and extremity of her problems drawing tears forcefully from her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Violet." Ben's laughter had ceased completely. "I really didn't mean to be insensitive, it's just that I'd forgotten what it's like to feel pain."
"It's all right, Ben, it's not your fault that this is happening." Though she stopped her tears from flowing, Violet's voice was still shaky as she asked, "But what am I supposed to do?"
"That's the question, but the answer is a bit harder to find."
"Hmm?"
"It's really hard to figure out how to fix a problem, when you don't even know what the problem is. You know?"
"But how am I supposed to figure that out?"
"If they're having a public meeting in the school auditorium, then the logical solution to finding out what they plan to do is to go to that meeting, right?"
Violet waited several seconds, then asked, "No punch-line?"
Ben cocked an eyebrow. "I was being serious."
"And how exactly do you propose that I get into this meeting? Do you really think that they'll let a super join in the 'students against supers secret identities' meeting?"
"Only one way to find out."
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