Chapter 6: Pyrokinetic Breakdown

So Sasha's taking Pyrokinesis courses, right? This is about when he actually loses focus.

Just a little… more… heat...

And he lost it.

It had been like this all week.

Ever since he and Milla had broken up.

He just couldn't focus.

Finally, the inevitable happened.

"Sasha, would you mind staying after class?" Professor Secca inquired (telepathically, of course). He sighed. He had let his personal life get in the way of his studies. Now he had to pay the consequences.

"Yes, Agent Secca," he sent back.

After the Pyrokinetics class

"Sasha, what's up?"

"What do you mean, professor?"

"A week ago you could burn anything, now you can't burn wood, what's up?"

He sighed.

"Oh, so it's a girl! That's easy enough. Girls like chocolate and dandelions."

I broke up with a girl! He yelled telekinetically.

"Wow. Who was it?"

"Milla Vodel –"

"Milla!´ Wow, you're in trouble."

How was it that his professor sounded like someone his age?

"Because I'm only a couple years older than you. Now, Milla is extremely stubborn. She always does things her way. You have to do all the ushy-gushy love stuff that I can't see you doing. Of course, I can't see you having a relationship like that with a girl, either, so… Baisically, Sasha, you have to surprise her. Buy her flowers, bake her something, but you have to go over-the-top. Now, you're excused from class tomorrow because, frankly, you aren't getting anywhere right now, so you get to spend tomorrow planning what you want to do for her."

Sasha, of course, knew exactly what he was going to do. It might not get her completely back, in fact he doubted that he could ever do that, but he might at least be at peace. For the larger part of the next day, however, he would have to learn how to bake.

After several failed attempts, he realized that the little box said baking soda and the recipe called for baking powder. He really hoped that that was his only problem.

It was. He finished the cake. Now he just had to frost it. He figured it was like a mix between ceramics and painting.

Wow… Sasha baking… That's a freaky image. I'd be afraid to eat anything that someone with green skin gave me. Milla's nice, though. And she knows the real him, or at least kind of the real him, so I guess it's kinda different.

Sorry the chapter's so short! You'll see the rest of his plan in the next chapter. Milla is stunned.