Mako's Message: If I can keep up this pace I should be good. Anyway, I know I said that chapters were going to be short... and this is in general a short chapter, but it's fairly decent for this story. But I'm not making any promises for later chapters. I just had too much fun writing this one. With that in mind, I'm not entirely sure this is in tone with the rest of the story, so be sure to let me know what you think.

Oh, "and and" is not a typo, and Mindy will get worse. Especially after what Riley says to to her in a later chapter.

Enjoy!


Dave cut his hair!

Like, ALL of it! It's maybe an inch long now! I can't believe he did that! His hair looked so nice long. I always wanted to play with it. I loved when I'd get a chance to run my fingers through it, and ruffle it up, and push it in his eyes, and wrap it around my fingers, and and it's all gone now! I went into complete shock when I saw it. It took me forever to even form a thought coherent enough to speak. And even then all I could get out was,"Why?"

It took Dave a second to figure out what I was talking about( he was probably thrown off by my reaction) and then he said, "Oh, this," and tugged at his hair. Then he said, "It's been hot and it's only supposed to get hotter, and all that hair under my mask was getting really uncomfortable so I decided to just cut it off."

So then he reaches a hand out and plucks at a stray bit of my hair and then brushes it behind my ear and says, "Do you ever think about cutting yours?"

As soon as he said it I couldn't stop myself from pulling at a strand of my hair with both hands. I looked at it and said, "Don't you like it long?"

He pulled back like something just flew in his face and said, "What? No. You're hair looks great. I was just thinking it couldn't be comfortable to have all that hair under your wig."

I know he likes long hair, I mean, there's Katie, Riley, all of the girls on his posters have long hair(and with the exception of Katie they all have at least a Ds), and I've never seen a girl with short hair turn his head, but I've got to admit he may have a point. It's hot as fucking balls out there. By the time we finished our jog I was literally dripping with sweat.

We stood in the kitchen chugging water for a good ten minutes.

I had a weird internal battle then. I knew my shirt was clinging to me, and I wasn't wearing a bra or anything, so I kept wanting to pull it away. Ya know, adjust it so it wasn't sticking to me like a second skin. On the other hand, I was kind of hoping it would catch his attention. I couldn't make myself look at him though, so I have no idea if he was checking me out or not.

After our training session, I went upstairs to take a shower, and at the top I turned and asked Dave if he wanted to take one too. I thought it was a blatant invitation for him to join me, but he just shook his head and said he had to jog home anyway so he'd just take one there.

I don't know if he's oblivious, being faithful to Katie, or just not interested(I have a bad feeling it's the last one, I mean there's no way he could that dense. ...Right?), but hopefully I'm making him think about me...

Anyway, when I got to her house, Angela greeted me at the door wearing a death glare and pajamas and reeking of Ben-Gay. First thing she said to me was, "I hate you so much right now."

I smirked, said, "I warned you." Then leaned against the door frame and then pretended to examine my fingernails as I asked her, "So are we doing this or not?"

She glared at me for a minute then said. "Let me get changed," and closed the door on me.

When she came back out, I was doing some stretches on the lawn, and she came over and said, "Ya know, you're going to have to at least get a sports bra." I admit I didn't get what she was talking about at first so she added, "You're showing through that shirt."

I'm still mad that I blushed at that.

Then she got this wicked grin on her face and said, "Hey, didn't you say you go jogging with Dave in the mornings? Did you go today? I bet you gave him quite a show."

And then my face just went up in flames. I don't really know why though. That's what I wanted. To... entice him. If he got a look at me in a nearly see through t-shirt then, I mean, that HAS to stick with him right? He'll probably end up thinking about me tonight. So, I was probably just flushed with excitement at the idea. Not embarrassed about it.

You can blush from excitement, right?

I went a little easier on her today because of the heat. I let her walk, but only for ten seconds at a time, and only if she'd run for more than ten seconds since I last let her walk, and I made her do an extra lap. But she didn't collapse this time so I guess I didn't push her too hard. Or didn't push her hard enough. One or the other.

When I had her working on her split I decided to work on mine as well, not that I need to work on mine. I think my split is about as deep as is physically possible. I just need to maintain it. Anyway, her mom came in while we were propped up against the wall with our legs in the air. She stopped and tilted her head to the side like and owl or something then tilted her whole body to the side when her head couldn't go any further until she was upside-down too and then asked, "Trying to do a handstand?"

I said, "No. Splits."

And she just said, "Ah. That makes sense," then stood back up and went back to whatever she was doing before.

That sent us into another giggle fit, and I'm sad to say I think I started that one.

When I got home I cranked the air conditioning up and stood in front of a vent until I thought my sweat was going to freeze on me. And it felt go~~~od.

After dinner Marcus asked me if I wanted to go to NYBC. I think it's well established that I can't resist that place.

It would have been nice too except that Riley was there. I swear to god she was flirting with Marcus. Okay, I know Dave is older than me, but Marcus has to be twenty years older than her or something. I mean, come on! He's old enough to be her FATHER. And then when Marcus left( I asked if I could stay, and Marcus knows I go out with Dave after he's done with work anyway so he let me) she went right back to flirting with Dave(Bitch kept running her fingers through his hair.)! I knew she was a whore.

But it was nice getting to spend some extra time with Dave. And I ended up texting Jessi a lot when Dave was busy.

Hell, it was actually so slow tonight that ended up texting her while we were on patrol.

I told Dave I was just checking for tips, but he caught me and said, "We'll make a normal teenage girl out of you yet."

I told him, "I will knife you in places only Katie sees."

He laughed and said, "That's my Mindy"

I like it when he calls me "his".

Unfortunately it was only slow because we were too late. We came across a truck that had been cleaned out and the driver was unconscious on the ground. We called it in to the police, but other than that there wasn't anything we could do at that point. I figured it was a good time to bring up the whole "no killing" thing.

He... wasn't entirely against it. He just didn't like the idea of one us killing these guys and not the other, and he didn't think he could just kill people if he didn't need too.

So I asked him about the night at D'Amico's, and he said that that had been different. It had been, in a way, self defense. They had tried to kill him, and they weren't going to stop trying to kill him, whether he gave up Kick-Ass or not.

I pointed out that these guys probably had standing orders to kill us on sight.

I think that made him really uncomfortable. He obviously got my reasoning(they're damn good reasons after all), but he said that we'd handled those guys the other night pretty well without using lethal force, and that he didn't put on the costume to become a killer. Then he said he'd think about it.

I think he'll come around to my way of thinking.

Still can't believe he cut his hair.