"Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees." I sang, picking up a small scraping tool and twirling it about in my grasp as I continued on with the lyrics.

"I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed. There ain't nothin' in this world for free!" I raised my voice and jumped up to my feet, using the tool as a make-believe microphone as I did so.

"I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back. Though you know I wish I could."
"Oh no, there ain't no rest for the-"

"KASS!" Linzy snapped and I turned towards her.

She was seated on the floor surrounded by bits and pieces of cracked tiles and debris, holding her hands out expectantly.

"I told you to hand me some tile, not perform your own concert."

I puffed some air into my cheeks and bent over to pick up the mound of neatly stacked tiles.

The things had to weigh at LEAST ten pounds, at least... they were supposed to.

According to the construction guy at Home Depot, that is.

I remember that conversation clearly... "Aren't you kids a little young to be retiling a hallway?"

to which we both replied, "Yes, yes we are."

I wrapped my fingers around the bottom layer of the stack and pulled up with little to no effort.

Ten pounds, hah! More like ten ounces. I handed them over and she set them down beside her.

I sat down and began to scrap away the debris.

"So... apparently you can cause earthquakes and I have 'incendium respiro' or 'fire breath'." I said, still having some trouble contemplating all of this.

"And I have a feeling that this 'sunburn' isn't even a sunburn." my nails scratched at the skin on my neck as I said this, as if to clarify my point.

"Which would explain all of the flakes on my pillow." I grumbled.

"This is all just... strange, you know." Linzy sighed. "It's one thing that we are here at all, but now we're CHANGING? This just doesn't make sense."

We turned our heads when the sound of footsteps were heard coming our way.

My BABY!

I resisted the urge to jump up and attack Alice in a hug and just settled for waving energetically at the group of teens in front of us.

"Whoa! What happened here?" Isabel whistled, gazing around as the chaos that we-mostly Linzy-had caused.

Our eyes widened and we both spoke at the same time, "Earth quake. Global warming."

we turned to each other then back to them. "Global warming. Earth quake."

"..."

"Earth quake caused by global warming." I said and Linzy nodded quickly.

"It's actually a lot more common than you think... especially in Canada. With the moose."

"Okay... then why are you two cleaning this up then?" Kenny asked us and I beat Linzy to it.

"Because we were here and Blitz came and he saw us just standing here and he blamed it on us and... And Blitz just hates us."

Alice snorted at this, "Blitz hates everyone and everything."

"Yeah," Duncan agreed. "Unless it involves killing things a hundred times his own size."

"I wouldn't put it past him to kick a puppy." Linzy chipped in.

I gasped at the horror while the image played in my mind.

"I hope he gets punched in the face if he EVER kicks a puppy!"

I stood suddenly and latched onto the closest thing next to me. This happened to be Ken's legs. "Anyways, can you guys help us?"

"Hey! Let go!"

"Not until you guys agree to help us!"

"And why would we want to do that?" Alice asked me and I looked to her, a devilish smirk on my face.

"Because I can do-this." I let my eyes go as wide as humanly possible while my lips began to turn into a small, quivering pout.

Small tears began to prick the corners of my eyes and I let out a small sniff.

Small, pup-like whimpers began to emit from my vocal chords as she completely melted and yanked me into her arms for a tight hug.

Words of the wise, when making an OC create them with a trait that you know you can use against them when the time calls for it.

In this case, it was her love for anything adorable.

"Aw! of course we'll help you, you crazy adorable little thing, you!" she cooed.

"... What just happened?" Duncan asked and Alice suddenly dropped me, picked up a bucket of paint, and shoved it into his arms.

"We're helping them. No ifs, ands, or buts."

"What-"

"None of those either." she quipped.

"Alice! You dropped me on the wet glue!" I whined then huffed when I got no response. "Well, fine then. Clean the hallway, I'll just sit here."