Disinformation n. false information deliberately and often covertly spread (as by the planting of rumors) in order to influence public opinion or obscure the truth


Lux juggled a ball of light, throwing it from her wand and pulling it back again and spinning it around behind her back. Around her, the other champions in the practice yard stayed engrossed in their own practice, though she knew they were casting furtive glances at her when they thought she wasn't looking, just as she was them.

So she kept her tosses slow and deliberate. No reason to give away more than she needed to.

Throwing her light in a boomeranging arch, she watched it lazily. This would hardly be a workout but she moved carefully, tracking every minute change in posture. Raising her wand to catch it, she-

"Flufficate!"

The ball of light zoomed over her head, crashing into Katarina's back. The assassin twisted around in the binding light to glare at Lux, who benefited from her current furry state. Not that she would be safe later.

Lulu's face loomed over hers, big green eyes looking strangely…disappointed?

"Other other shiny, you shouldn't say such mean things!"

Lux squeaked.

"I don't keep chipmunks in my hat! Chipmunks like to feel the breeze in their hair." Her green eyes sparkled, and Lux realized there were tears in them. "Why would I do something so cruel?"

The tears ran down her purple cheeks. Lux took a step forward with a squeak, only afterwards remembering her current state, and could only watch helplessly as Lulu turned and ran away sobbing.

Lux's throat constricted, and she curled up in a ball, wrapping herself in her fluffy tails. She hadn't meant it to go like this. Her chats and rumor spreading with Cassiopeia was a joke! It wasn't supposed to hurt anyone!

And then she turned back into a human and wished she could just sink into the ground.


"So did she fall for it?"

"Like a rock bubble off a flibbity!" Lulu giggled, kicking her feet.

Vi grinned. She liked Lux, but she needed to watch it with the rumors. The girl should have known better than to tell half the Institute Vi's real hands were shrunken stubs after wearing her gauntlets all the time.

She held up a gauntlet, and Lulu conjured a giant purple hand to high five her.