Train


"Creed, I don't see why you won't let me just warp us there," Echidna tried reasoning with him again. Sure, it was only a town away, but she would've thought he'd want to see Black Cat as soon as possible. So why was he waiting in line to buy a ticket?

"I told you already," he sighed, snatching his ticket and making his way through the crowd and down the stairs. "It's not like you have to stay with me, go on ahead if you wish."

"It's not that..." she made sure her purse was still with her. Though he seemed fine, Creed still needed his medication every five hours, as well as some other pills in case he started to do something weird. Like breaking and entering some old lady's house full of cats when he convinced her he was perfectly fine by himself last week.

"Whatever then," he waved it off and licked his lips, "I told you already, I just like riding the train."


A/N: CREED'S A DRUGGIE! Ahem, ok, no. But I'm thinking he'd need a psych ward, so uh, hence the meds.

Oh and:

Train's a funny name. Hehehehe, I shouldn't be up this late.