Disclaimer: I do not own the Fantastic Four. Marvel Comics owns the Fantastic Four (I think).
A/N: I know there is a lot of Johnny in this chapter. She has to meet him at some point. I assure you I have absolutely no intention of making this into a Johnny/OC fic.
Reed lay on his bed, thinking about how to explain to his sister about their abilities. If he told her and didn't show her, she'd think he was lying. If he did show her, she'd probably run away screaming.
He didn't want his sister to leave or to think he was crazy. He needed to think of a way to explain to her gradually…
Emily was sitting in the room Reed had given her, coming up with more plot ideas to include in her latest novel, when the door opened.
"Hey," greeted Sue. "I just thought I'd check on whether you were settling in alright."
"Oh, hey," replied Emily. "I'm doing fine. I've just thought of the main villain for my latest book. He's going to be a tyrannical dictator who won't let anyone leave the planet he controls once they've arrived."
"Sounds good," commented Sue. "I'm just warning you about my brother Johnny. He tends to flirt with people a lot, and also tease people. So if he does either of those things, please don't worry. It's normal for him."
"Thanks," stated Emily, "I'll try and remember that." She went back to working on her writing.
About an hour later, Emily went to get some food to discover a man with brown hair that she didn't recognise sitting at the table, eating.
"Who are you?" she enquired. The man looked at her.
"The name's Johnny Storm," he explained. "May I ask who I have the pleasure of addressing?"
"Emily Richards," she answered. "Reed's sister. And stop flirting. I'm not interested." This must be Sue's brother, she thought. She did warn me.
"How long are you staying for?" asked Johnny. "Just out of curiosity, of course."
"The next three months at least," Emily replied. "I wasn't getting much inspiration in Derbyshire. I'm a writer, you see." She walked over to the cupboard and started to make herself a cup of coffee. "What do you do for a living?"
"This and that," said Johnny. "I prefer to leave as much of my time available for partying as possible, so I try to avoid getting permanent work. You know, I'm available tonight…"
"When I asked you to stop flirting, I meant it," cut in Emily.
"Sorry," Johnny apologised. "I can't help myself. It's, like, my default state of existence. You sure you don't want to go out tonight?"
"Absolutely," replied Emily, as she left him to his food.