A tampon.

Lizard held it in his fingers, subjecting the small iten to intense scrutiny.

Conner wasn't at all surprised that the mutant had rifled through his car. The being had brought back a few of the bags he'd found and sat before the human, indian-style, asking him a million questions about every object he withdrew from the tiny purse.

It was his ex girlfriend's "rainy day" kit- despite anything Conner told the mutant, Lizard decided that the boy was wrong and everything he pulled out was whatever the hell he'd wanted it to be.

For instance, lipstick was, according to Lizard, the worst candy that he'd had ever eaten and MaxiPads were the weirdest hats he'd ever put on the top of his messy hair.

But now, it seemed, Lizard couldn't put his finger on what this little thing could possibly be.

"...'sit one'a them nose-plugger things?"

Conner furrowed his brows to display his befuddlment. "..What?"

"Ya know," The mutant jammed it up his nose, making sure to screw it in tight. "Like fer yer snots and whatnot."

Conner's eyes widened and he inhaled slowly, wrenching his mouth shut. Be damned if he was going to get slapped for giggling at this idiot.

"Well?" Lizard crossed his arms, pouting at the boy, the feminine product still lodged within his nostril, its tail dangling.

"...Yeah," Conner managed to squeak. "That's exactly what that is."

The creature growled and blew hard sending the item flying to the ground. "Don't work worth a damn."

"Imagine that." Conner mumbled to himself. It was getting harder and harder to be nice to this brain-addled freak. Still, Conner had to admit that he found the mutant's inquisitivness over the things in the Rainy Day kit were a little...cute?

No. Not cute, he corrected himself.

The mutant withdrew a photo.

"Oh, that must be-"

"Who'sis bitch?" Lizard scowled, pointing a grimy finger at a brunette, hugging against Conner in the photo and planting a kiss on the young man's cheek.

"That's Tilly," Conner quirked a brow. "I used to date her before...well, that's not important but she was like my girlfriend of, what, six years? We were gonna get married or some other shit."

Lizard's eyes gleamed with envy and disdain. "She aint too pretty."

Conner stared at him- the mutant was glaring deeply at the picture, gritting his teeth. "Actually," He began, watching the malformed man's expression intently. "She was great in bed."

The mutant's face twisted further into an ugly grimace and his growl could be heard audibly.

"She was always wanting to kiss me, too," Conner tilted his head, quickly adding, "really cute and affectionate."

And that was it, Lizard had heard enough. "I'll kill 'at whore if tha dumb bitch ever comes 'round." With that he ripped the photo in half, throwing the piece depicting her into the dust.

How interesting.

Conner tilted his head back and sneezed suddenly.

"...s'yew got it too?"

"What?" Conner asked absent-mindedly, rubbing his thumb under his nose and sniffling.

"Tha' same cold ah got." Lizard tilted his head, seemingly confused that the boy didn't already recognize what he was talking about. "You'se the one that gave it ta me, dumbass."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Conner now wrinkled his brow fully at the mutant, flabbergasted.

Lizard picked at dirt from beneath his long nailes. "Ah...ya'know. My face burns and my stomach gets knots'n shit in it when I'm near yer fag ass. So, you must'a gave me some kinda cold."

Conner's eyes widened. "..Oh."

The mutant's face was red again- and he'd tried to rid himself of his blush by rubbing his face roughly for a moment. "Don' know what it fuckin' is but ya better stop. It's messin' with me big time."

Oh, how novel. Mutant Man had a crush on him. Conner was beside himself at the thought. And he'd mistaken it for...a cold. Well, there was a bit of a cute idea- Lizard didn't even realize what he was feeling. Then again, Lizard had proven himself to be dumber than a pile of ash before so this part came as no real surprise.

But, in general, It was for the best, Conner figured, because now he had an opening- maybe a way to get out. The boy reluctantly reached his hand out and rested it on Lizard's larger hand.

He flinched and jerked it away. "Tha hell're ya doin'?"

His face was reddening even further- his eyes were filled with a sort of confusion that Conner hadn't seen before. "Uhm..I was just..trying to say sorry that I made you sick?"

For a breif moment, Lizard just looked at him, his eyes without his usual malice but polluted with curiosity. His mouth opened slightly- then closed. Opened again- then...

"Don' touch me, boy."

Like I'd really fucking want to, Conner thought, angered. But, for his own sake, he pouted and gave Lizard a sad look. "Why..not?"

The mutant glared. "'The hell dyou wanna be touchin' all over me for like that, anyhow?"

What would be a good response to that? Think, Conner. You've flirted before. This guy is just a little bit uglier than the others.

"I...," He swallowed. "I can't help myself. Your skin is just so..." He gave the subject of his sentance a cursory skimming of his eyes. There was no beauty in his quick glance- just dirty and covered with old scars and drying blood. Yuck. "..unique."

Lizard's face beamed red- but he snorted regardless. "Wha' are ya, stupid? Ya sound like ah dumbass." His milky blue eyes were looking into his own navy blue orbs now- and they again had that hint of curiosity. "Quit playin' 'round, boy."

"I'm not playing," He dug desperatly in the back of his mind for something that Lizard might take seriously. Everything he turned up was corny, but, hell it was worth a shot.

"I really like you."

No, no, no, Conner berated himself. He hadn't meant to say that. That wasn't what he'd wanted to hear escaping his own mouth at all.

Lizard stared at him, once more, eyes confused and head tilted, face read and picking at the dirt from beneath his nails. "...Whu'?"

"Iii..." There was no way to recify that. "like you?"

"..'Kay." The tone in Lizard's voice had cracked. "An' I don' care."

Lizard couldn't tell but Conner was smiling as wide as he could on the inside. Liar, he thought. You care, I just made your day. The mutant dug through the bag again, turning his back to the boy. "Yew just keep yer bitch mouf shut'n let me alone."

Whatever, you repulsive asshole, Conner sneered at Lizard's back. I'll have you where I want you soon. I'll be out of here soon.