Today had all the possibilities of being a good day, heck maybe even great day to be honest. Like usual, I went on my morning run around the neighborhood, stopped at the local seven eleven knockoff and got a bottle of Gatorade knockoff as well, before running the rest of the way to the gym. And after a great workout, I ran back home and took a shower before enjoying a great breakfast. That is when my day started getting a bit weird, first I got a call from my last customer. She had apparently enjoyed her time so much that she was willing to pay above the premium mark to get another dose, she was even willing to add extra from a last minute appointment.
After checking my schedule, I informed her that I could fit her in right now and that I was on my way with an ETA of ten minutes max. Needless to say, after good hour an a half of great dick, her making a mess of the sheets by squirting like broken fire hydrant on her way to four explosive orgasms, I walked away with five thousand dollars in cash. By the time I made it home, the company I was freelancing for had sent me an email confirming that they were satisfied with my services, and that my money was being wired into my account at the moment they were sending this email.
And true enough, by the tine I was done reading, the Bank had sent me a notification that they were processing my latest deposite. By the time I finshed my shower, I had received a text from Missy with the tine and location of our meeting later on the day. So naturally, I got ready to go and meet the wards and be grilled fifty shades to sunday all the while hiding that I knew who exactly they were. When I got to the meeting spot, I was not surprised to find that Missy was the only one there, she probably made sure that we woukd get some alone time in order to go over some...details before everyone got here.
Me being me, I decided to lighten up the mood by being a wise ass and luckily, Missy had been in a good enough mood to endulge in my stupidity.
"So, remind me again why I have to do this," I grumbled, while squinting after taking off my sunglasses.
"You're the one who wanted to meet them," is Missy's breezy reply. All the while, trying her best not to laugh at my actions.
"Yeah, but i though that it would have been later, like in the afternoon, and not at the this early woman." I whined, tilting my head back against the bench we were sitting on.
Which onlu caused her simply roll her eyes at my melodrama.
But despite that, I kept up the act and started moaning loader while slumping in my seat amd showing my displeasure.
"Uuuuuagh, I am melting Missy. Literally melting. Someone has splashed water on this wicked witch, there is nothing left for me. When you mop me up and wring me into a bucket, please pour me out in a field of flowers and not down the drain." She on the other hand, didn't even bat an eye and just tried tonguve her best 'I am seriously about to throttle you' stare she could managae.
In response, I decidedly did not pout in disappointment. Oh no, I was way to old for that, what I did do on the other hand was to sigh and hold the pose for maybe a minute before sliding back into a proper seated position.
After that, we just reminisced about some of the funny things that weve done, seen, or had happened to us in the last few months as we passed the time. Which again, surprises me just how mature and down to earth Missy really is considering her age. Thankfully, before things could get awkward she spotted someone she recognized in the distance.
"Hey, here is Carlos now." she said amd quickly stood up and started waving and calling out to the boy I knew was Aegjs the leaderof the ENE wards, and future Leviathan casualty.
"Hey! Carlos! Over here!" If her waving waving wasn't enough, she stood up in order to make hereelf more visible but despite her maturity, the little shit couldn't help herself. She used fhag opportunity to give me a swift kick under the table for my earlier transgressions.
In response, I just squinted at her while giving my best resting bitch face in order to clearly expressing my dissatisfactionat her antics in the same manner she did earlier. After a good few seconds, of which I was sure she got my message as it was intended. I turned to look towards the direction she had been waving at, my eyes quickly fell on who Carlos could only have been based on what I knew and could disern about him.
There I saw a tall, broad shouldered teenager that looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old wearing a black Arcadia high school the words written in white letters. The funny thing is, 'Carlos' had all the tell looks one would associate to a person when asked to picture your stereotypical high school jock, you know the tall, muscular, popular, relatively good looking athlete, and the one who probably dates the head cheerleader.
Maybe he would have been one of those, if he hadn't lived in Brockton Bay, triggered, and joined the wards. I was broken out of my inner monolog however, when he waved back to Missy and started to jog towards us, with an easy going expression on his face. In a way, it was kind of sad that a kid had to live his life constantly looking over his shoulder due to the fa t that Earth Bet was a shit hole, the Bay was a cesspit with a homegrown Nazi population, who also happenes to be one of the major gangs in the whole Eastern Seaboard, Oh and as well as having a cape roster bigger than some Protectorate departments.
Sigh, and let's not even think about how Cauldron was actively fucking over the e tire world, with Brockton Bay being their pet project.
Luckily for me, Carlos got there quickly. And thus forced me to banish the bad juju that was thinking about this shit show of a universe.
"Hey!" Carlos said, in a friendly voice, "My name is Carlos Ortis, great to meet you at last. Missy talks about you a lot."He had Very friendly. He had a body language that portrait that he was wwelcomingand easy going, but my powers quickly picked up his rrue feelings. He hadhell of a lotsuspicion of me, He was even ready to act at the meer thought of wnything he found 'weidd' as well. Which, was sadly within expectations, outside of the fact that Missy talks about me. I mean really, In to would find it weord if a grown ass man was hanging out with prepubescent girl as well.
"Pleasure to meet you as well Carlos, my name is Cayde Cunningham the third. I hope that whatever it is you've heard about me were good. Because if not, than I apologize for Missy tarnish my name and reputation." I said back with a bit of mirth in my voice. After all, I wouldn't put it last the twerp to purposely fuck me over and used the fact that I was regularly making her mom howl like a back alley whore.
"So, Missy never actually mentioned how she met you." Carlos on the other hand, didn't even snort or bat an eye at my joke or anything. Oh no, he bluntly got to the point and asked me a personal question right of the bat with a hard edge to his words. And based on what my Tattletale powers were telling me, the little shit was alrady sizing me up for any 'untoward intentions' I may have towards Missy.
At his attenpt of starting a pissing contest, I simply rolled my eyes at him and simply pinning him with one of my famous 'really bro' deadpanned stare before sending an exasperated look towards Missy who was doing her best to hide her face out embarrassment
"No? Well, I don't think her mother would be to keen on her sharing that particular embarrassing moment to the public, but If you are curious, than I suggest you ask her mother about it. I mean, considering she was the one who introduced us, as well as the reason why we are so close to begin with." I said with matter of fact shrug before continuing "Make of that what you will sir. but yes, Mariah and I are somewhat close to each other. Missy here is like the little sister I never had."
"Ugh, please don't even remind me of that meeting." Missy said whike blushing and firmly hidding her face between her hands and knees. "Carlos, please trust me when I said I. Do. Not. want to relive that moment again."
Thankfully, before things could get any more awkward. We were interrupted by the sound of a skateboard, It drew our attention to the sight of a pale boy with dark brown hair that came to a rolling stop by us, followed shortly after by a tall, dark-haired boy that looked like he just stepped out of a Abercrombie and Fitch magazine add.
"Hey guys. Cayde, this is Chris and Dean. Guys, this is Cayde." Missy introduced us with a small flourish of her tiny hands.
I reached out to shake their hands, giving them a less than genuine smile. "Pleasure to meet you!"
Chris returned the handshake, although his smile was more uneasy than bright."Uh, you too."
Dean on the other hand, was much smoother about the whole thing. His smile was decidedly more sedate and genuine than my 'I we both know that this is bullshit' grin. Plus, He probably was reacting to what my emotions were relaying insteading of anything else, and creating a power thaf sends out all the 'right' emotions was sure as shit broken.
"Missy hasn't been filling your head with lies about me as well, has she?" I continued, looking askew at her. She just responded by rolling her eyes at me, so I did the mature thing and stuck my tongue out at her on order to lighten up the atmosphere. .
"Um," Chris began, probably unable tk read the atmosphere, and thus endedupsticking his foot in his mouth. "Just that you uh, don't really have many friends?"
Carlos almost winced at that. While on the other hand both Missy and Dean did so quite visibly.
Though, Dean did seem to radiate a faint amount of vague amusement underneath it all. Maybe because, after a heart beat Chris quickly realised how badly and insensitive he robably came off.
"Oh. Is that all?" I said with a roll of my eyes before continuing. "While it is true that my circle of friends is somewhat...small, and those in it also happens to be on the...mature side of the things, as well having a considerable age gap between us. The fact of the matter is, Missy is kinda of right, since I don't have many friends." I said in a matter of fact tone with a shrug.
My words on the other hand, seemed to have caught everybody else but Missy of guard. She just sighed, and shook her head in exasperation or maybe just resignation. After that, things moved along in an awkward manner, wgile Dean and Carlos did their best to tip toe around the fact that they were here to grill me and assertain my intentions towards the youngest ward member, Chris on the other hand just did his best fly on the wall impersonation, which made sense in a way and ge was most likeky feeling bad for sticking his foot in his mouth earlier.
Overall, our time had been alright If say so myself. Despite having to dodge a shit ton of trap questions by Dean and Carlos that, I could have featured iin an episode of Yu-Gi-Oh. Seeing Missy kinda happy was worth most of the annoyance I had went through. Creating that power to fuck with Dean sure as shit came in handy I can tell you that much, constntly bombarding him with mild anoyance whenener he and Carlos tried to subtly question about something was kinda hilarious. The idea that my aura was telling that I was rolling my eyes, was either saying 'really bro', or was just about done with his bullshit while he got boredom, disintrest, and plain old pity for them was great.
He really couldn't do oe say anything either since, I made sure to project as much as my big brother energy as I possibly could whenever Missy and I interacted. So, by the time we split up both he and Carlos left with a very annoyed, defeated, and slightly embarassed feeling since I made sure Missy left with them on order to make sure she got home safely, which no doubt meant that the litle gremlin was most likely going to either chew their ears off for the disrespect, or spend the rest of the time talking about how great of a person I was.
The drive home had been a bit dry but, It did allow me to think of new powers to add in my arsenal. Thinking of some of the heavy shit that are coming down the pipe, and being ready for things get a bit...wet he would be ready. Leviathan, the nine, and the Teeth come to mimd when thinking a out the future. Though, he just might cull the nine earlier in an attempt of both ridding world of that group of psychopaths, while getting their powers as well since there is a lot he could do with Jack's shard.
Well, should the opportunity presents itself I can always take some time out of my schedule to do some house keeping, all the while giving cauldron the middle finger. I mean seriously, the reason why they've keep those assholes alive makes nonfucking sense whatsoever, If they were that useful than why not grab them and mind wipe them with Slug and give them new memories and put them to beyyer use.
But nope, let them murder and rampage across the country for thirty plus years, while hoping they cause a trigger that would be helpful for the last fight. The funny thing is, even if they had caused a trigger worth a darn Jack would have either killed them on the spot or used them like Bonesaw. So it was a moot point, hence why their current continued existence made zero fucking sense.
Sighing at sheer stupidity seems to be the norm on Earth Bet, I decided to end my night on a high note. Before getting home, I decided to stop at the grocery store and get a pint of both Chocolate chip and strawberry shortcake ice cream and some milk since the gallon at home was running low.
After all, eating ice cream while binging on movies ain't only a sad bitch thing to do.