Sky High: Because You Saw Me

Disclaimer- I own nothing of Sky High, only the character Dessandra and
any of her friends and family.

2nd Disclaimer- I own nothing of x-men as Kurt/ Nightcrawler is mentioned in
this, and I do know he left the Romanian Circus but in this he is
with them. Kurtgorgeous.

3rd Disclaimer: I don't own stitch though I wish he was real so he could be my
partner in crime. J

Thanks to Kara Adar for correcting me on Layla's name, its la not na.

POV bold and underlined
Thoughts bold and italics

Thanks for reading and reviewing! J

Chapter 5: Carnival/ Circus, Part 2: It's not a Date.

After several rides: twice on the ring of fire, once on the carousel which Des begged him to go one it with her and if she didn't she'd embarrass him in public. Then once on the Ferris wheel, then twice on the bumper cars, and one ride called the claw. Now they were walking around waiting for the first circus act when Des breaks out of her thoughts about the tarot reading spotting a big blue stitch stuffed animal.

Des grabs Warrens arm, "Win me that stitch."

Warren looks at her.

"Please?" Des les go of his arm.

"Fine." Warren reluctantly says and walks over to the game stand, "Gimme three darts." He tells the man holding out a dollar bill.

The man takes the dollar and hands Warren three darts, "Hit three balloons the same color you can get any of the ones on top."

Warren shoots and hits a red balloon, the second hits a red balloon, and then he has to move to another one, and hits it. Des smiles wanting to squeal like a child on how much she loves Stitch and the fact that Warren just got him for her.

"The blue alien." Warren says.

"Stitch." Des tells the carnie.

The man reaches a pole up and gets the large blue stitch and gives it to her. Still smiling Des hugs Warren holding the Stitch under her other arm; Warren tenses. Des lets him go and beginstalking like stitch waving one of Stitches four fingered-clawed blue hands at Warren.

"Gaa!"

Warren gently punches Stitch in the nose, Des makes Stitch turn and pretend to cry.

"Gumbi Gabba!"

Des opens Stitch's arms and hits Warren in the face with Stitch. She laughs and hugs the Stitch so Warren wouldn't crisp it, but to her surprise he laughs.

"You're so weird." Warren tells her. "Now I'm hungry, I want some fried dough."

"Why are you t-t-telling me, you're bb-buying lunch, remember?"

"Oh yeah, what do you want?" Warren asks, thinking how much of a date it was turning out to be; and has a flashback to the tarot reading.

"Wrench-French fries and a vanilla milkshake."

"Alright, go claim that table." Warren points to an empty table in the back next to the arcade tent.

"D-don't forget sie (German: the) Catsup." Des tells him leaving between the foods stands, her Catsup sounding a lot like 'cat soup'.

Warren watches her step up on the bench on one side and walks over the table and sits on the other bench. She sets the Stitch on the table facing her and starts talking to it and messing with the little patch of blue hair on his head between his ears.

"Would you like to order?" a woman with a thick accent asks.

"Yeah…" Warren places his order.

The blond places it all on a tray and he takes it over to the table and sits across from her. Des smiles and sits Stitch next to her facing Warren and pulls her French fries in front of her and the milkshake then begins to rip the little catsup packages open and squeeze them over the fries.

"That thing is creepy, turn it that way."

"He's not creepy." Des says, but turns Stitch facing towards the lake to the right of them anyways.

"Aww, Warrens on a date!" Zach teases.

"It's not a date." Warren and Des say together.

"Looks like it to me. You got the food, the stuffed-ow." Will stops as Layla pinches him.

"Hi Des, I like your outfit." Layla complements.

"She looks like that Mim lady."

"Mimi." Des snaps, "And they're gypsies ss-so I wouldn't let one catch you alking about tt-hem."

"Alking?" Zach asks.

"You know what she meant." Warren growls, "What do you want? I'm trying to eat." Warren bites another piece of Fried Dough.

"Just came by to see how your date was going." Zach says.

"It's not a date." Will reminds him since Des and Warren's mouths were full.

"Why don't you go back to your dancing machine?"

"Hey, your girlfriend likes DDR too!" Zach says defensively, "It's not just for girls."

"How would you know what I like?" Des licks her thumb.

"I can hear it across the ally. Besides, when you got your balcony door open you can see right through your room."

Magenta smacks Zach's head.

"Hentai."

Warren nearly chokes on his food and chuckles then gets serious.

"Keep your eyes out of her room."

"What'd you call me?" Zach asks.

"Pervert." Des answers.

"I am not."

"Peeping Tom then." Des argues.

"For that I challenge you to DDR."

"Ha!"

"Scared to lose?"

"I'd pay to see someone beat Des at DDR." Says a deep voice with a thick accent from behind Des.

"Dimitrie!" Des turns her head and then the rest of her body towards the trio as she stands on the bench and hugs the tall, built young man.

Dimitrie picks her up and spins her around and holds her with her butt on his bicep like she weighed nothing. The other two talk to her in a language none of the others understand, and laugh. Des kicks at one of them and they catch her foot and pull a little making Des grab a hold of Demitrie's head. The red head then takes her arm and talks some more.

"Who are your friends?" Layla asks causing Des to look at her.

"This is Demitrie, Marian," Des points to the red head, "And Petre."

Demitrie was about six-one, with jet black hair and bright blue eyes and a medium build. Dressed in ripped blue jeans and a open vest shirt showing his various tattoos that cover his midsection. Marian was a red head with blue eyes, dressed in black cut offs and a grey muscle shirt. Petre was a brunette with grey eyes; both he and Marian are a few inches shorted than Demitrie. He's dressed in shabby blue jeans that have been ripped off below the knee and shirt hangs from his back pocket.

"Why would you pay to see someone beat Des at DDR?"

"Why do you think?" Marian asks, and then says something to Des making her frown and point at him.

"So how about it, face me in DDR?"

"I don't DDR in skirts." Des tells him.

"Go invisible and DDR." Zach argues, making Des glare at him.

"Fine." She says something to Demitrie in the other language and he puts her down on the bench and he and Marian hold her hands as she jumps down.