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The magical list of names ('cause Jubes likes to make things confusing):
Hiroshi: The senile guy that glows.
Jin: The neighbor with soooooooper hearing.
Tom: Mort's friend with many, many children.
Lauren: Tom's really pregnant wife.
Alan: Tom's 16-year-old son. Kentaro's boyfriend.
Roka: Mutant in training (MIT ('cause I'm lazy)): Boiling- Gets steeeeeeeeeamy hot.
Janet: MIT: Spike- She gets SPIKEY. Who would have guessed!
Toshi: MIT: Memory- when she speaks, people relive their most painful memories.
Raidon: MIT: Thunder- Makes a low-frequency that makes things shake.
Kentaro: MIT: Crusher- super strength. Very emotional. Alan's boyfriend.
Alejandra: MIT: Shift- teleporter.
Phil: MIT: Silver- goes all invisiblish. Serious anger issues.
Michelle: Normal; Supplies mutants with food and such.
Chapter 8:
The group of mutants was getting crowded, restless, and more irritable every day. The babies cried, the children whined, the teenagers made out in the storage room. Things were getting hectic. Mort kept his sanity by a very small thread- his visits to Michelle.
It wasn't the normal herself that he enjoyed, he assured himself, but the getting out of the basement. The tunnel didn't annoy him so much after three days of traveling it, carrying requests, news, and supplies. First of all, the majority of the cobwebs had been dragged out in his hair and clothes the first two days, and secondly, he spent the trip up imagining what amusing things she would say. Thinking about her scatterbrained logic, and her outrageous fashion.
He denied all of this, of course. She was a normal.
Today, she was wearing a black skirt with beads hanging from the bottom so low that they swept along the floor, making a rattling sound. Her top had horizontal stripes of vibrant red, and faded red, that clashed astoundingly with her hair, which was held up by an exceptionally long paintbrush.
"Hello, Mort! How are things going down there? Can I get the latest gossip?" She gave an eccentric grin.
"Well Alan and Kentaro go missing more and more often, but tha's nothing new. I's murder getting into the bathrooms. Forget waiting until you 'ave to take a piss. If there's one open, you go. Plus, Lauren's in there every ten minutes just about." She laughed heartily. "Oh, and I think tha' Silver and Toshi 'ave a thing. I seen them smilin' at each other, an' then they're nowhere to be found."
"Jucy stuff!" she exclaimed. She let out a sigh of embarrassment. "I suppose it's pretty sad that I'm listening to high school gossip?"
"And I suppose tha' i's pretty sad tha' I'm tellin' it." He grinned.
"Oh! You need cough medicine!" she said quickly, and turned towards the kitchen. "Ah!" The arm of the couch caught her from behind, and she flipped onto the couch, legs in the air. Mort turned almost in time to miss the purple thong. She quickly righted herself, and rearranged her skirt. "Woops! Not the panties I wanna be doing that in!"
Mort blushed violently. "Don' worry. I didn' see nuffin," he muttered.
She put on a serious face. "You know, you are quite the gentleman. Not many men would lie on my account like that. No, sir. Most would hold that over my head until the day I died."
"Cough syrup," he said.
"Oh!" she darted into the kitchen and fished it out of a cabinet. "Here you go, sir." She winked at him. "Pleasant travels in the caves."
He gave her a lopsided grin and left.
He just liked being outside the basement.
He just needed the breathing space.
She was a normal.
Now who here didn't see an OC romance coming on? Go ahead, raise your hands. Ha! Now review, little monkeys! Don't make me sell you to Irish farmers! I can do that!