Uh oh, my first crack chapter...but the idea was just so perfect. XD
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Silence is Golden
Chase Young never did have the patience for sign language. Although he is able to detect even the smallest nuances in the human voice, interpreting gestures was never his strong point. He feels that the mouth is for speaking and the body is for action, and it annoys him immensely when the two functions are mixed up. It irritates him to no end watching those lips on that white-painted face remain resolutely shut and having to do his best to discern what overdramatic motion was supposed to mean what.
Sometimes he wonders why he bothers keeping an obnoxious and useless mime around in the first place.
However, he then recalls that he spends his days among normal people- among all those children. He remembers the ringing in his ears after the monks have shouted in them. He remembers the headaches caused by Jack Spicer's incessant whining and Wuya's obnoxious cackling. He returns to his evil lair after a day of fighting wishing that he could shove a pillow over his head and never remove it. And then, the gestures and body language don't seem nearly as annoying.
Because Chase Young simply likes them better when they don't talk.
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R, R, and R!