Michelle ran to catch up with Michael. He was in his golden retriever
morph, like her.
{Hey. Where's Adam?} asked Michael.
{He decided to go home instead,} Michelle answered.
{Any reason why?}
{Possibly.}
{Any reason that has to do with me? And you? Directly related, actually, to specifically me and you?}
Michelle hesitated.
{Yes...}
{Anything about concern of a personal relationship between us that goes beyond friendship?]
{Why is it that we always seem to ask questions we already know the answers of?}
{Was that one of that type of questions?}
{Are you trying to confuse me on purpose?}
{Does it seem that way?}
{Are we suddenly playing that questions game where you can only ask questions?}
{What do you think?}
{What do you think I think?}
{What do you think I think you think?}
{Did the game just get more complicated?}
{Is that a gang fight?}
Michael looked toward the Dominion Plaza, where a small crowd of teenage boys surrounded something. They seemed to be pushing around the something. The something seemed to be yelling at them.
{Yeah, that's a fight.]
He began to walk on.
{Shouldn't we stop and help out?} Michelle asked, jumping into his way.
{We'd get in trouble by that gang if we did.}
{It's not like we're wearing our faces right now.}
Michael realized that she was right. They were in morph. So, no-one would recognize them.
{Ok, fine. But I'd rather a larger dog. Or SOME kind of animal that can fight, and that is actually found in the city.}
Michelle checked to make sure no-one was watching, and changed into a german shepherd.
{This big enough for ya?}
{Let me just aquire you.}
Michael transformed back to himself, and put his hand on Michelle's head. Early on, they'd found out that he could only aquire morphs while he was human. As soon as he could, he transformed into another german shepherd.
{I'm set. Come on! Let's go!}
Both dogs ran across the street, of course making sure they weren't about to become roadkill. Both pounced on the first to gang members they came to. It would have been a quick fight, considering that the gang was totally off guard, and had only meant to scare the girl that they had swarmed. The two didn't bite to kill. They really mostly just growled and nipped and people's ankles or arms. Most of the gang ran off, but two of the guys stayed behind. Mike and Michelle stood between them, and the girl, snarling. To their surprise and horror, one teen grew a metal claw on each wrist, like a cheetah's dewclaws, but longer and certainly sharper. The other, the couple already realized, was much stronger and quicker than they had bargained for.
{Oh my gosh...I recognize one of those guys,} Michelle told Michael privately.
{Where's he from?}
{He goes to Martingrove. Or will. The guy with the dewclaws is named Scott. I don't know the other guy, but I guess they're related. They look somewhat alike.}
{Brothers?}
{Dunno. I didn't know Scott that well.}
"C'mon Scott. The girl's freaked out enough," the other teen said.
Glancing back, Michelle realized that the girl was still there, sitting on the ground, holding her wrist.
"No way, Matt. We gotta teach those dogs a lesson. They just terrorized the rest of our cousins."
"Thanks a lot!!!" the girl yelled indignantly, "I think you sprained my wrist!!"
{Oh no...}
{What?}
{It's Diana. My friend, but still the world's stupidest bigmouth that ever drew breath.}
{And yet she's your friend?}
{Didn't I just say that?}
{Do I look like I.I'm not gonna start.}
Just then, they heard a woman calling for Scott and Matt.
"That would be my mom. Come on, Scott; she'll have a fit if we don't go now," said Matt.
Scott swore, and sheathed his claws.
"Some other day then," he said as they left, "I'm sure we can find those dogs again."
All three watched as the two guys finally left the parking-lot of the plaza. Michelle privately told something to Michael, and both ran in opposite directions.
"Wait...!" Diana started, but both were too fast for her.
As soon as Michelle was out of sight, she transformed into the wind and flew to were Michael was waiting, still as a dog. She transformed human and Michael held onto part of her shorts, and tugged her towards Diana, while Michelle pretended she didn't know him.
"Hey! Let go of me! Agh! What do you want!? Let go! Stupid dog...Diana!"
Michelle ran up to her friend while Michael ran to transform back.
"What happend to you?"
Diana was wincing, still holding her wrist. She looked a bit disheveled after the gang incident.
"Scott and some of his cousins came and started harrassing me. I think they sprained my wrist."
"Let's see?"
Michelle examined Diana's wrist, telling her to move in into certain positions, asking whether it hurt or not.
"I think it's just a minor sprain. You will want to get that bandaged tightly as soon as you can. You live close to here. Think you can make it home?"
"Yeah, I'm good," she answered as she got up.
"Great. If it's bandaged ok, you'll be fine in about a week or so. You'll be in time for school."
"Oh wonderful. I'll have no excuse for skipping gym."
"Hey Michelle!"
Michael ran up.
"What was with that dog?"
"Dunno. It dragged me here."
"Yeah, well, it wouldn't let me get near you."
"Oh hello," Diana smiled at him beamingly and stepped closer to him, "And who is this?"
"Oh, hi. My name's Michael."
"Really?" Diana said, drawing out her words.
"Good grief..." Michelle thought, "She's gonna flirt with him too."
"I seem to meet a lot of Michaels," Diana continued, and she touched his arm. Michael looked at Michelle. He had his 'get-her-away-from-me' look. Michelle shrugged and made a 'she's-always-like-this' look.
"Wow, you're so hard. Do you work out?" Diana asked him.
"Actually yes," Michael answered.
He moved away from Diana and stood behind Michelle, putting his arms around her.
"What's it to you?"
"Uh, isn't Michelle dating Adam?" Diana asked, fuming slightly that Michael had brushed her off.
"No, actually, I'm not dating Adam," Michelle answered, "Didn't you have a wrist to bandage?"
"Oh...right. Right! Of course! I gotta go now," Diana answered. She started to leave, but then turned around and asked, "Michael, would you like to come over to my place for a while? I live just over-"
"No thanks," cut in Michael, "I promised Michelle I'd come over to her place."
With that, Diana left.
{Hey. Where's Adam?} asked Michael.
{He decided to go home instead,} Michelle answered.
{Any reason why?}
{Possibly.}
{Any reason that has to do with me? And you? Directly related, actually, to specifically me and you?}
Michelle hesitated.
{Yes...}
{Anything about concern of a personal relationship between us that goes beyond friendship?]
{Why is it that we always seem to ask questions we already know the answers of?}
{Was that one of that type of questions?}
{Are you trying to confuse me on purpose?}
{Does it seem that way?}
{Are we suddenly playing that questions game where you can only ask questions?}
{What do you think?}
{What do you think I think?}
{What do you think I think you think?}
{Did the game just get more complicated?}
{Is that a gang fight?}
Michael looked toward the Dominion Plaza, where a small crowd of teenage boys surrounded something. They seemed to be pushing around the something. The something seemed to be yelling at them.
{Yeah, that's a fight.]
He began to walk on.
{Shouldn't we stop and help out?} Michelle asked, jumping into his way.
{We'd get in trouble by that gang if we did.}
{It's not like we're wearing our faces right now.}
Michael realized that she was right. They were in morph. So, no-one would recognize them.
{Ok, fine. But I'd rather a larger dog. Or SOME kind of animal that can fight, and that is actually found in the city.}
Michelle checked to make sure no-one was watching, and changed into a german shepherd.
{This big enough for ya?}
{Let me just aquire you.}
Michael transformed back to himself, and put his hand on Michelle's head. Early on, they'd found out that he could only aquire morphs while he was human. As soon as he could, he transformed into another german shepherd.
{I'm set. Come on! Let's go!}
Both dogs ran across the street, of course making sure they weren't about to become roadkill. Both pounced on the first to gang members they came to. It would have been a quick fight, considering that the gang was totally off guard, and had only meant to scare the girl that they had swarmed. The two didn't bite to kill. They really mostly just growled and nipped and people's ankles or arms. Most of the gang ran off, but two of the guys stayed behind. Mike and Michelle stood between them, and the girl, snarling. To their surprise and horror, one teen grew a metal claw on each wrist, like a cheetah's dewclaws, but longer and certainly sharper. The other, the couple already realized, was much stronger and quicker than they had bargained for.
{Oh my gosh...I recognize one of those guys,} Michelle told Michael privately.
{Where's he from?}
{He goes to Martingrove. Or will. The guy with the dewclaws is named Scott. I don't know the other guy, but I guess they're related. They look somewhat alike.}
{Brothers?}
{Dunno. I didn't know Scott that well.}
"C'mon Scott. The girl's freaked out enough," the other teen said.
Glancing back, Michelle realized that the girl was still there, sitting on the ground, holding her wrist.
"No way, Matt. We gotta teach those dogs a lesson. They just terrorized the rest of our cousins."
"Thanks a lot!!!" the girl yelled indignantly, "I think you sprained my wrist!!"
{Oh no...}
{What?}
{It's Diana. My friend, but still the world's stupidest bigmouth that ever drew breath.}
{And yet she's your friend?}
{Didn't I just say that?}
{Do I look like I.I'm not gonna start.}
Just then, they heard a woman calling for Scott and Matt.
"That would be my mom. Come on, Scott; she'll have a fit if we don't go now," said Matt.
Scott swore, and sheathed his claws.
"Some other day then," he said as they left, "I'm sure we can find those dogs again."
All three watched as the two guys finally left the parking-lot of the plaza. Michelle privately told something to Michael, and both ran in opposite directions.
"Wait...!" Diana started, but both were too fast for her.
As soon as Michelle was out of sight, she transformed into the wind and flew to were Michael was waiting, still as a dog. She transformed human and Michael held onto part of her shorts, and tugged her towards Diana, while Michelle pretended she didn't know him.
"Hey! Let go of me! Agh! What do you want!? Let go! Stupid dog...Diana!"
Michelle ran up to her friend while Michael ran to transform back.
"What happend to you?"
Diana was wincing, still holding her wrist. She looked a bit disheveled after the gang incident.
"Scott and some of his cousins came and started harrassing me. I think they sprained my wrist."
"Let's see?"
Michelle examined Diana's wrist, telling her to move in into certain positions, asking whether it hurt or not.
"I think it's just a minor sprain. You will want to get that bandaged tightly as soon as you can. You live close to here. Think you can make it home?"
"Yeah, I'm good," she answered as she got up.
"Great. If it's bandaged ok, you'll be fine in about a week or so. You'll be in time for school."
"Oh wonderful. I'll have no excuse for skipping gym."
"Hey Michelle!"
Michael ran up.
"What was with that dog?"
"Dunno. It dragged me here."
"Yeah, well, it wouldn't let me get near you."
"Oh hello," Diana smiled at him beamingly and stepped closer to him, "And who is this?"
"Oh, hi. My name's Michael."
"Really?" Diana said, drawing out her words.
"Good grief..." Michelle thought, "She's gonna flirt with him too."
"I seem to meet a lot of Michaels," Diana continued, and she touched his arm. Michael looked at Michelle. He had his 'get-her-away-from-me' look. Michelle shrugged and made a 'she's-always-like-this' look.
"Wow, you're so hard. Do you work out?" Diana asked him.
"Actually yes," Michael answered.
He moved away from Diana and stood behind Michelle, putting his arms around her.
"What's it to you?"
"Uh, isn't Michelle dating Adam?" Diana asked, fuming slightly that Michael had brushed her off.
"No, actually, I'm not dating Adam," Michelle answered, "Didn't you have a wrist to bandage?"
"Oh...right. Right! Of course! I gotta go now," Diana answered. She started to leave, but then turned around and asked, "Michael, would you like to come over to my place for a while? I live just over-"
"No thanks," cut in Michael, "I promised Michelle I'd come over to her place."
With that, Diana left.