(Rebel. At first, I was like 'how the heck am I going to do this?' then... my muses went to work. Good muses. *attempts to pat head of one *

Violence: Try that and you will be MISSING that hand...

Brat...)

Rebel: a person who resists any authority, control, or tradition.

Could there not be a more suitable word for this group?

XL bit his lip as he looked through his pastels. He was trying to decide if he should use those or go for paint or chalks...

Punk Rocket was writing a song that morning, and XL had looked over the lyrics. It was dedicated to the fact that they were all rebels of society, and a bunch of other things that slightly flew over the alien's head. A verse was dedicated to each member, so the song was getting pretty danged long.

XL glanced at the picture again. It was a redo of the group picture, now that they had several more members. The couples were positioned together, and the ones he perceived would be together soon (Private Hive and Shimmer) were standing next to each other, and he did a silhouette behind Red X, of that mystery girl he had been seeing for a while.

Then a thought came upon XL.

If they were rebels, how did they work together?

The definition of rebel was to 'resist authority'. Then why did they listen to See-More? He set up basic rules.

Of course, they weren't anarchists. That could explain that.

XL glanced out his slightly open door. Kyd Wykkyd was sneaking up on Angel. At the last possible second, Angel spun around and pounced her boyfriend. They were both giggling, although Kyd was doing it without noise.

The third part of the definition was tradition. True, it was against tradition to steal from society... but Angel and Kyd Wykkyd had a rather 'traditional' relationship, according to today's standards. They were in love, although XL believed it was mere chemicals in the brain.

XL grabbed the paint tubes. "Maybe I'm over thinking this. Billy says I do that a lot." "You also talk to yourself a lot." XL jumped and saw Shimmer at his door. "Whatcha thinking about?" She asked. "Nothing much... just considering the term 'rebel'." XL said. Shimmer looked at the picture he was working on. "Yup, perfect term to describe us, huh? Gonna go bother my brother now, see ya!" She walked out.

XL looked at the picture again. "Perhaps not." He said quietly.

(Wow. This one is kinda weird. But in a way, it makes sense... or maybe the sugar I just ate is brainwashing me.

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