Eve and her father just stared at each other for what seemed like hours, finally, her father broke the silence.
"Eve, you really hurt your mother, she almost cried, I mean, just a few days ago you were fine, and now you're acting like a spoiled brat, you haven't been like this since you got suspended for beating up your class mate".
"Hey! That kid had it coming!" Eve exclaimed.
"Why, did you beat him up, again?" the hybrid asked.
"Well, the first time_" she started but he cut her off.
"Wait, you beat this kid up twice?"
Eve nodded, "let me finish! So the first time we were in gym class, playing soccer, and I kicked it a little too hard and got it stuck in the rafters, so I took off my shoe to throw it and try and get the ball down, he kept calling me names, such as, fat and ugly, those didn't bother me, it bothered me when he said you guys didn't give a rats ass about me...so instead of throwing it in the direction of the soccer ball, I threw it at him...it hit him in the dick". She explained, Mattie walked in just as she finished explaining.
"Wait...that was YOU?" she asked, adding emphasis on 'you'.
Eve nodded, Michael sighed, "and the second time?"
"Well, the second time, this same kid called me a dyke, so I tackled him and beat the homophobic shit out of him, and it was in front of the teacher he called me it, and it's totally not true!"
Michael laughed, "So tell me what's wrong, did you_" Eve cut him off
"DAD!"
"Well, why are you being a brat then!" the hybrid asked.
"Because, I had a bad day today, alright?" she sighed, "besides, I already started a few years ago...when I was nine, at Antigen, they stupidly felt the need to give me shots with growth hormone, don't ask, I don't really remember most of the tests, but according to Lida, I was short for my age". She explained. (A/N: Has any one ever had growth hormone shots?)
"Speaking of which...Eve, that ibuprofen you gave me didn't do shit!" Mattie said.
"Wait...you wanted ibuprofen? Oops!"
"What the hell did you give me then!"
"Advil"
Mattie was about to kill her, "I'm ALLERGIC to Advil! Thanks to you i'm probably going to have a reaction".
"Well, you said PAIN MEDS, you didn't specify which!"
"So, any way, Eve i'm glad we had this talk"
"Oh daddy, speaking of medicine, I think mother needs Anti-Depressants" Michael had to choke back a laugh.
"What? Why?" he asked.
"Well, look at her! She looks depressed!" she said.
Michael sighed, "good night Eve"
"Night daddy"
A/N: Well, that's it, this chapter was kind of random I know, but I was running out of ideas.