THE NOT SO BROTHERLY BROTHERHOOD
Me: (whispering) Sorry I haven't written for an extremely long time. You see, Jet has decided that it's her responsibility as my muse to prevent me from writing any more of this story. But she's asleep right now, and I'm borrowing my Dad's old muse. And now that I have Socki-Yoki, I am making a goal to update every week.
Socki-Yoki: (Is a sock monkey)
Me: (still whispering) Say hello!
Socki-Yoki: (Is a sock monkey)
Me: Um... how about I just write the chapter already?
Socki-Yoki: (is a sock monkey)
Me: Shut up.
SHOUT OUTS:
Electric Fire/Elf: Happy several months late St. Patrick's day back!
Agent-G: I bow to you're superior guitar knowledge. does
Morrigan Fearn: Well, too late for the virtual yogurt. Though actually, that's how I got Jet to fall asleep. As for your question: looks at watch the plot will pick up next chapter.
Eden: Thanks!
malciah: Thanks.
Katterree Fengari: I'm an astronomy nut, so I knew that. Let me explain myself though: The stars themselves don't change: it's our perception of them that changes. Just because we see different stars in January then in July doesn't mean that the stars are moving, it simply means that we're looking at different stars. And the night sky is the same on September First this year, as it is on September first next year. Unless you take clouds and the moon cycle into account, but we weren't talking about that.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything except for Jen, Sydney, and this story. I don't even own Socki-Yoki. Deal with it.
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After school, I did my homework, then couldn't think of anything else to do. At all. So I decided to make one of those map thingys for the institute. I grabbed a piece of paper and a crayon, drew my room, then went out the door to explore. Only, I walked into Kitty. In fact I walked through Kitty, which was a tiny bit of a shock. Kitty grabbed my arm, stuck it into the wall, then walked into my room and looked in my closet."Do you like, have anything that's not in tie-dye?!?" She asked, turning around.
"Um... I have three Hawaiian shirts, and a plaid shirt, and... that's it." Kitty gave me an odd glare.
"You are like, coming with me to the mall now! And we are like, getting you normal clothes!!!" I blinked, tried to scratch my head, then remembered that my hand was stuck in the wall.
"I don't suppose I have a choice?"
Thirty minutes later, I was standing in the middle of the mall, the most bored I'd been in my entire life.
"Like, how about this green shirt?" Kitty asked.
"Yeah, looks great on you." I said absentmindedly.
"No, for you."
"Um... it's not tie-dye."
"Exactly!!!"
"Fine, I'll tie-dye it myself. Can we go home now?" Kitty looked like she was about to strangle me, but she was distracted by something outside the clothing department, and ran out. Relieved, I followed.
She was talking to some boy I didn't know, who had gloves like mine and torn clothes. She seemed pretty occupied, so I left to get myself an ice cream cone, and hope she'd give up on clothes shopping.
On the way to the food court (isn't it weired how it's easier to find your way around a mall, even if you hate them and avoid going to them whenever possible, and have never been in the mall before, then it is to find you're way from the bedroom to the kitchen? Or maybe it's just me) I couldn't help a boy crouching on a bench. A fly buzzed by him, and the boy's tongue shot out like a frog's. I blinked, lost my appetite for ice cream, and decided to go find Kitty again.
On the way home (after getting that green shirt) I told her about the fly-eating boy. Kitty rolled her eyes and looked disgusted.
"That's toad. He's like, in the brotherhood."
"The what?" Kitty started to reply, then the earth started shaking.
"Them." Kitty pointed. 'Toad,' the boy Kitty had been talking to, a blonde girl, and two other boys were in the process of... doing something to a street light.
"That's the brotherhood?" I asked. Kitty nodded. "Very... brotherly." I said, tilting my head. The girl was throwing little glowing things at various street lamps, which then exploded. "Someone is obsessed with vandalism." Kitty started running.
"We like, have to stop them." I blinked.
"We do?"
"Yeah, that's like, part of being in the X-men." She said. I suddenly noticed that both of us were in black, skin-tight uniforms, only hers had a pink triangle on the front. And I know I had not put that on this morning.
"This is getting stranger every day." I said quietly, as other people from the institute, also in uniforms, began to appear running after the brotherhood.
"You get used to it." Said Jubilee, the girl who made fireworks. I didn't actually end up doing anything, because the 'x-men' won before I had any idea what was going on, really. It was interesting to watch, though, and lots of stuff blew up. I feel really sorry for whoever cleans up after vandalism though. And then I was back in my normal clothes, and blinking again.
"I don't think this ever happens in Utah." I said, as a huge car came up, driven by Logan, who then took us home. "Well, maybe in Provo...[1]"
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[1] Utah joke. Don't worry about it, unless you're actually from Provo...
Me: (Bangs head on keyboard) That chapter was unusually dumb. Maybe it's a bad idea to write with other people's muses.
Jet: (yawns) So, did I miss anything?
Socki-Yoki: (Is a sock monkey)
Me: Um, no. (hurriedly posts the chapter, then brings up a tetris game on the computer)
Jet: (looks at Socki-Yoki )Why do you have your Dad's old toy down here? And wasn't it at your grandma's house? (narrows her eyes) You weren't writing, were you?
Me: (attempts to whistle, and fails miserably)
Jet: (sighs) The fools I surround myself with...