Author's Note: There will not be that accelerated growth thing for supe babies, how could the Thundermans have possibly been able to keep Chloe secret if that actually was a thing?
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Chapter 3
Hiddenville:
As promised Paige dropped off a lot of breakables for Max to properly vent, along with what Parisa would need to live at the Thundermans home for most of the week. Hank and Barb could understand her wanting Parisa to have someone to watch her back in school. Paige also agreed to pay for Parisa's expenses. Hank and Barb do call Max off of school for medical reasons, the doctor in Metroburg faxing in a copy of his report acceptable for non-supes. Phoebe agrees to pick up Max's homework, and Paige heads into the school to deal with the headache of transferring her daughter. Until Parisa woke up Max needed to stay close to her anyhow.
Max winces when he stretches as he wakes up, he'd forgotten his right arm was broken. I'll be right back, moi Cherie, just need to see to my body's needs, okay.
Max eases out from under her, and slips off to do as he'd said. He was back within ten minutes, and with use of his telekinesis, gets Parisa settled against himself again. Max turns the tv on with his telekinesis, and summons his Black Cat boxed set, which had the option of being subbed in English, the original Japanese, or he could also have it subbed in French. He chooses the French version, as he did happen to be working on his French. Barb and Hank blink when they hear French from their living room, " Oh, Max, you're awake. You hungry, honey? " Barb asks.
Max grimaces, " Peanut butter toast, and then a glass of water. "
Being a telekinetic Max had it slightly easier than others in his situation, but only because he could use his telekinesis without the hands to channel it, he didn't use his eyes either like Parisa's late Aunt Prue had at first. Hank brings him his toast, and Max uses his telekinesis to hold it while he eats it, he considered things like this practice in his overall control. He does the same with his pain meds and water. Pain had a tendency to decimate Max's appetite. He settles in with Black Cat, and his parents only check on him periodically. He did appreciate not having to get his own food or drink. Barb did go feed Dr. Colosso, and fill him in on everything that had happened.
Though he didn't show it the evil bunny was worried about his best friend/owner/protégé. It's close to noon when Parisa finally wakes up, the blonde would have bolted upright if not for the arm around her back, " Hey, Sleeping Beauty awakes. " Max murmurs.
He winces when she pinches him, normally she punched him for comparing her to a damsel in distress type Disney Princess, but she had seen the cast around his right arm already, " Did we really get blown up? " Parisa asks softly.
" We did, your mom had to heal you. " Max answers, " I get to heal the long way. Oh, you're being transferred to Hiddenville High, and will live here most of the time. I think your mom is expecting you back most weekends. "
Parisa nods at this, and stretches before orbing out to handle her body's needs. She was back two minutes later, orbing cut down on travel time by a lot. The blonde snuggles back in, and watches Black Cat with Max. Barb brings her a light breakfast, and Parisa eats while snuggled into her boyfriend.
Juuban:
The bluenette known as Sailor Mercury screams as she's slammed down onto a broken concrete slab, she wasn't a close combat fighter, she needed help, dammit! A black female feline winces as her only senshi gets brutally beaten down, " Hey, you, leave her alone! " this is said by a brunette with green eyes, her hair held up in a high pony tail, and she had on blue jeans, a green t-shirt, and black denim jacket.
The youma looks up, and races towards the teen whom had spoken. Said teen pivots on one foot, and then slams a grueling roundhouse kick into the youma, the sigil of Jupiter glowing vibrantly upon her forehead. The feline immediately turns a backflip, and tosses the transformation pen to the teen, " Jupiter Power…Make Up! "
Unlike Mercury, Jupiter remembered, it helped that she had lived in Metroburg until her parents died as heroes, the non-supes were told it was a plane crash. Since then she had been bounced from relative to relative. Jupiter smiles ferally, her electrokinesis crackling all around her, "Ai to yūki no gādian, sērājupitā! Watashi wa sore wa anata ga mukankaku ni nokoshite, anata wa son'nani kōkai o kanji sasemasu! Ai to yūki no gādian, sērājupitā! Watashi wa sore wa anata ga mukankaku ni nokoshite, anata wa son'nani kōkai o kanji sasemasu(Guardian of Love and Courage, Sailor Jupiter! I will let you feel so much regret, it will leave you numb)! "
The youma blitzes towards her, and Jupiter spreads her arms out to her sides, " Flower Hurricane! "
With the youma immobilized she strikes, " Jupiter Thunderbolt! "
The youma disintegrates upon contact, " You alright, Mercury? "
" I will be, I think. " Mercury answers.
" Your Data Computer can contact me, later. " Jupiter says, and leaps away.
Hiddenville:
Max and Parisa both stare at Phoebe, when she announces her plans, " Are you insane, sis, I can barely move without feeling pain, and that's with the pain meds? "
" The only way I can even get permission to date Cole Campbell is to get his parents approval. " Phoebe says, " I really like him, Max. "
Max groans, " Be grateful you're my twin sister. "
" Not everyone meets their boy/girlfriend in kindergarten, Max. " Phoebe ripostes.
The dinner party goes terribly, but Parisa does manage to help salvage it by mentioning her aunt is the Ask Phoebe, out of San Francisco. Fiona Campbell looks at Parisa, " Why are you here in Hiddenville then? "
" My mom, step-father, half-siblings, and I all live in Metroburg. Since my school blew up my mom has arranged for me to transfer to Hiddenville High, and the Thundermans have agreed to let me stay here the majority of the time. Mom expects me home most weekends. Besides, this means I have my Idiot Shield back. " Parisa responds.
Fiona looks between her and Max, " I see, it is nice when there is someone to run interference between oneself, and the rabble. "
Max smirks, " I may be a tad possessive. Girl like Parisa, you have to stake your claim. "
Parisa rolls her eyes, " Soyez très reconnaissant Je comprends que vous n'êtes pas un âne sexiste(Be very grateful I understand that you are not being a sexist ass). "
" Ma belle impératrice, je ne daignerais jamais faire quelque chose d'aussi puéril à ton égard(My beautiful empress, I would never deign to do anything so puerile in regards to you). " Max replies.
Fiona and Gerald exchange looks, " Why empress? " Gerald asks Max.
Max grins, " She's too, how shall I put this, intransigent to be a princess. "
" Mon époux, vous marchez sur une glace dangereusement mince(My consort, you are treading on dangerously thin ice). " Parisa warns him, her eyes twinkling in amusement.
" Je vais marcher légèrement, vous offrant une offre du meilleur chocolat noir belge(I'll step lightly, bringing you an offering of the finest Belgian dark chocolate). " Max replies.
The Thundermans all look lost while the Campbell parents look amused, " Dark chocolate for her? "
" She prefers Dark, and generally seventy-two percent as well. " Max says.
" No flowers? " Fiona asks Parisa.
" Too cliché when groveling. Those are better received when I'm not expecting them. " Parisa answers.
" They can't just be because they look pretty either, someone actually knows the Victorian Flower Language. " Max says, " Makes getting flowers that much more difficult too. "
Parisa grins, " You know you like the challenge. "
" I never said I didn't, just that it makes getting flowers for you more difficult, and if I give you a flower for Valentine's Day then I have to give one to every single female in the Warren/Halliwell/Mathews-Mitchell family, which includes your dearly departed Grams, grandmother, and Aunt Prue. Why do you only have two male cousins, and a brother again? "
" Warren/Halliwell line is predominantly female, and we can trace our family back to Charlotte Warren, mother of Melinda Warren. Which is actually before the Witch Trials in Salem, Melinda was burned at the stake after all. " Parisa says, shrugging, " Other than Grams' brother Gordon there are no recent males in the tree other than Wyatt and Chris. "
" Grams, and grandmother? " Cole asks, " Why does Grams sound as though it's always capitalized? "
" Grams is always capitalized. Grams, or Penny Halliwell is my maternal great-grandmother. Grandma is her daughter, Patty. " Parisa replies.
" How many flowers do you end up getting? " Gordon asks Max.
" Well, there's Paige, Parisa's mother, Kat and Tamora, Parisa's younger half-sisters, Parisa's Aunt Phoebe, PJ, Parker, and Peyton, Phoebe's daughters, then you have Piper and Melinda, throw in Grams, Patty, and Prue you have twelve flowers. "
" What's with the P names? " Tara, Cole's sister asks.
" Somewhere down the line P names became tradition, even my cousin Chris is afflicted, his full name is Christopher Perry Halliwell. I'm the oldest in my generation as well, with Wyatt, Chris' older brother being the oldest male. " Parisa answers.
" Wait, how many female relatives of yours have names starting with the letter P anyhow? " Fiona asks.
" Well, I've never been able to get a full name for my great-great grandmother, I know it started with a P, along with her two cousins P. Russel, and P. Bowen, Penny, Patty, Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Paige, Parisa, Prudence Johanna or PJ, Parker, and Peyton in an unbroken line of P names. The boys are just grateful none of them were given the name Peter. My brother is actually adoptive as he had to be cut out of his deceased teen mother by my own. "
The Campbells all mull that over, " Your mother is qualified to do something like that? " Fiona asks.
" She and Aunt Phoebe became certified midwives, for certain reasons my cousin Wyatt was born in Halliwell Manor, which in my great-great grandmother's time was a speakeasy. " Parisa answers, " We later found out Henry Jr. is the grandson of a crime lord paternally, and his adoptive father is a cop with SFPD. "
Once the Campbells have left Phoebe squeals and hugs Parisa, thanking her over and over again. Fiona and Gerald had given their approval for their son to spend time with Phoebe. " Phoebe, can you release my girlfriend now? She's five seconds from orbing out anyhow. " Max says.
Phoebe blinks and releases Parisa, " Sorry about that, Parisa. "
" It's alright, my female relatives drag me into hugs all the time without warning, hence why I'm going to take advantage of living with you guys. " Parisa says, she loathed getting dragged into the Girls Days' Out or In. Max uses his telekinesis to refill his water glass, and then takes another pain pill. He only took them when his pain went past his tolerance, he was not going to get addicted to pain meds, dammit! He settles in on the couch, grateful the back was still comfortable. Parisa settles in next to him, naturally cuddling into him. Other than lazily wrapping his left arm around her back Max doesn't even react.
Nora settles in on his right side, she was still small enough that she could snuggle in under his broken right arm. Max loathed slings, but that damned thing was a necessary evil at the moment. He shakes his head an hour later when his dad goes to take Nora, " She's fine, besides, my luck you might inadvertently brush my arm getting her. "
" You sure, Max? " Hank asks.
" Yeah, I'm clocking out soon anyway. I prefer company when I'm injured anyhow. " Max says, running the fingers of his left hand through Parisa's hair.
Mocha colored eyes look up at him lazily as Billy, Phoebe, and the Thunderman parents leave the living room, Orb me out, and back so Nora isn't disturbed.
No prob, Max.
Max chuckles softly, Parisa was close to falling asleep. She orbs him out when she can sense the bathroom is unoccupied. He nudge's her telepathically when he's ready to come back. Parisa ensures Nora is at the right height, and orbs Max back. Both females snuggle in closer, and Max drops a kiss on both of their temples. It was a little difficult to do so for Nora, but Max managed it. His left arm wraps around Parisa's back again, he kicks his feet up onto the coffee table, and leans his head against Parisa's, letting his eyes slip shut.
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