Disclaimer: If I was that rich, I would move somewhere warmer…like Jamaica… yea…it's warm and pretty there… and they have Port Royal…

Authors Note: Ok, so same old same old…school sucks…migraines suck… people need to shut up and get learn that they are not the only people in the entire world, and with out all of this, I would not have emotional breakdowns (oh, and if my "friends" actually cared and kept their promises like they said they do) Yea, life sucks, but I'm going to pretend it doesn't and the ACTs suck too… I hope you enjoy my story though!

Authors Note 2: This takes place after Ronny on Empty part 2 told from Tyzonn's point of view

Power

I couldn't help but notice Ronny's unusual…quietness, these past few days. She seems so much more reserved and seems to hide from all of us…even Rose. I wonder if it has something to do with what happened to her the other day. When Will found her, she was in pretty bad shape…all the life in her eyes just seemed, gone. She can usually shake an attack, but she just seems, off- speaking of Ronny…

"Hey Ronny," I asked tenitively, noticing how she was trying to sneak to her room without being caught. I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at how she shut her eyes tight in frustration…or was it fear?

"Oh hi Ty!" she responded, in a fake friendly voice as her eyes quickly shifted from me, to the staircase, back to me.

"Ronny, are you ok, you seem…jumpy?" I asked, already knowing how she would answer. It was the answer that I would give.

"Jumpy? Me? No…I'm just fine. I have no idea what you're talking about. Um, Ty, I gatta' go take care of this…thing…for…umm Rose… I've been putting it off and I think I should" she babbled on as she turned her back to me, pointing to something…ok really nothing, in the air, as she tried to escape my questions. So, to prove my point, I simply laid a hand on her shoulder, causing her to scream and jump about ten inches off the ground.

"Jumpy much?" I asked with an arrogant grin. Her murderous glare eventually softened to eyes of fear and distress. My mocking eyes too turned to compassion after a few moments after seeing this, so I took the liberty of taking her hand and leading her to a more private place than the foyer to talk. I didn't think she wanted the entire house hearing our next conversation. After finally reaching my room, she plopped onto my bed as I just leaded against the door frame. Her eyes darted around the room, taking in every aspect of my room from the grey walls to the memorabilia's on my desk. Her eyes landed on a yellow picture frame that had the two of us in it…her head tilted to one side, but I couldn't let her dwell on the thought on the thought too long…she can't think like that…can she?

"So, what's bugging you…I mean…you're not your normal self." I began, hoping she would make this easy…no such luck.

"I have no idea what you're talking about Ty, how can I be someone else I'm not, that's impossible." Now she was just being difficult.

"You know what I mean…not like you're being Rose or something. But, instead of being all bubbly and energetic, you're locking you're self in your room and not talking to anyone."

"I'm talking to you, aren't I?" I hit the palm of my hand to my forehead and slid it down my face.

"That is not what I mean." I said…trying to keep my patients, gritting my teeth in the process.

"Then what do you mean Ty?" She asked, while tilting her head to the side again and raised her eyebrows...she was playing a game… and it is driving me nuts.

"You know what I mean Ronny." I stated in frustration. "Why do you drive me so, so…insane!"

"Call it my superpower!" She said with a too sweet of a smile for the given situation.

"I'll give you a superpower…" I mutter under my breath as I continued to glare at her from the other side of the room.

She gave me a curious look, then looked at my pillow with curiosity, then leaned towards it and proceeded to pull something out from behind it. I reached out to stop her for a split second, but then freezed, knowing it would be a useless attempt to try to stop her, so instead I just balled my fingers in a ball in spite of my frustration, then brought my hand up to my head and combed my fingers through my hair. And there it was; she had pulled it out.

"You have a stuffed animal? It's so cute!" She proclaimed as she held a grey stuffed panda bear with a frayed yellow ribbon around its neck. I could feel my cheeks turn pink as she squeezed the panda, smiling broadly at me. At least she isn't locked in her room right now. I thought to myself as I walked over to her.

"No one was supposed to know about this…ever." I gave her a glare telling her that I was serious.

"Oh don't worry, I won't tell anyone…as long as you're nice to me!" she teased as she lightly elbowed me. I returned her long awaited smile, mostly because I couldn't hide it anymore. "So why do you have a stuffed animal?" She asked seeming genuinely interested.

"Well, my parents gave it to me when I was really, really little, and it's always just been more of just a safety net more than anything else. When I most feel weak, like right after the cave in, and while working for Moltar, I could always go to this thing here to remind me of home." I explained as I held up the panda bear. She just smiled back. "I know it didn't," I continued," but it almost like it gave me an extra boost of power, like an illusion."

"That's silly, how can a stuff animal give you power?" She asked, apparently finding my story quite amusing. "Don't think I'm making fun of because I'm not, I actually find it quite cute, I just think it's funny!" she explained quickly, realizing how her statement sounded.

"It's kind of like how a machine can make you weak." I said, hoping to turn the attention from me back to where it originally began…success! Her smile instantly fell and she turned her head away from me. "Ronny, is this why you have been avoiding us?" Her head just nodded up and down. If I didn't know better, I could have sworn I imagined it. I placed my hand underneath her chin to force her face me. "Ronny, what did you just tell me a few seconds ago?"

"I think it's cute that you have a stuffed animal." She mumbled as she blushed slightly…I could help but smile a little bit at her comment.

"No, before that…"

"Oh, umm, how can a stuff animal give you power?" She asked shyly.

"Yes…it's true. There is no such thing as power or weakness. There are both illusions of each other, depending on the situation we find ourselves in." I tried to explain.

"Now you're sounding like Dax."

"Sorry, but it's true."

"How can it be true, what about, Knowledge is power, Power Corrupts. But Absolute Power is kind of neat, and You see what power is-holding someone else's fear in your hand and showing it to them."

"But you see the problem with two out of three of those quotes…they are about the evil kind of power, and that kind of power never succeeds in the end; it is really only an illusion for their weaknesses. It's like the cheerleaders in all of those movies you guys always take me too, they always act big and powerful, usually to cover up a weakness that they have. Does that make more sense?"

"I think so…" She still looks questionable and distressed though.

"Are you going to be ok…?" I asked. She let out a sigh…a common sign letting me know that what she was going to say was a 'no'.

"Yea…I think so."

"Here…" I handed here my panda bear. "just promise to take good care of it, okay?" I raised my eyebrows at her." She smiled back at me

"Promise and thanks Ty."

"Oh and you have to promise me to let me use you superpowers sometime…I need to get you back…" I said with an evil glare.

"Anytime Ty, anytime."

Authors Note: Ok, so this didn't turn out anything like I wanted it to, but I needed to update so this is what you get…I hope you like it anyway…it'll work…Christmas is coming…I'm happy….well….I'm pretending….Oh how I need this break and how I need it badly! Please review!