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Library [03, 13]

After meeting Raven's siblings yesterday, Jonothon was hell-bent on being entirely productive today in the library.

Productive in that he was going to focus on people that didn't make him want to put a fist through things, and so he was rounding up whatever comic books he could find in the library's collection, in preparation for a possible visit from Bobby's guests. Because the prospect of reading about the Y-People and Ratman to little Leech and Artie was a far more pleasant one than the urge he had to stomp off after Lust, Envy, and Wrath in order to kick the three of them in the--

Oooh, Spider-Ham. The kids would probably enjoy that one.

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"Warren mentioned something about gender changes and turning into other people and gremlins..."

That last one just sounded like an odd nickname for STDs, though.

//Oh, is that all?// Jono shrugged his shoulders as if Jubilee was making a big deal out of something as commonplace as the weather. //The island is insane, Lee. It's just something you get used to, around here.//

A pause.

//And besides, I only turned into another person that one time.//

Halloween had been weird.

"Who, when and did anyone take pictures?"

//Halloween, everybody turned into their costumes. And so I turned into Freddie from Petey Sci-fi.//

And he'd bloody near scored with most of the cute girls that he'd run into. Or so he liked to think.

//No pictures of that, at least. Generally, people aren't half as lucky. It's th'gremlin bites that you have to watch out for, in that regard. You still look like yerself, then.//

"Have you had one of those then?" C'mon, she needed dirt here! What else could she tell Angelo when she got back?

There was a moment's pause, and then a bit of a fidget, there. Well. Jono had certainly gone and stuck his foot in it that time, hadn't he?

//... Two, actually.//

Oh, Jono. Jono, Jono, Jono... There was no escape now.

"Details on both of them," she insisted with a wide grin. "Now."

//Erm...// Well. Shite. //Both? One of them was quite a while ago. Thought I was some sort of viking, seeking out... Valhalla, I think. Kept trying to sing.//

Had a horrifying fake beard, too. It had sort of vaguely made him resemble ZZ Top.

"...Did you think you were a musical Thor or something?"

//... Well, with less acting like an Avenger, and no large hammer. And my employer at th'time thought that she was my wife, I believe.//

There was a pause. Come to think of it, he could have been wearing the floating Thor helmet that Ben had made for him. He'd seriously lucked out, in that regard.

//In retrospect, it wasn't all that bad. Confused th'hell out of Kurt, though.//

"Did he take pictures?" She needed them like oxygen!

//He might have, but he's left, since,// Jono replied, thankful, at least, for that.

Go figure, Kurt was his hero for not being here right now to sell him out to the crazy little girl who made sparks with her hands.

//The other time... was a touch more recent.//

"You know, being mysterious doesn't make me wanna stop asking," Jubilee pointed out helpfully.

//... Do I have to?//

Being whiny probably wasn't going to help his cause either, was it?

"I could always go ask random people," Jubilee offered. "All over the school."

And there, there was where Jono's eyes went wide and he held his hands out in front of himself and waved them back and forth almost frantically.

//No, no, no, there won't be any need for that, luv!/

He had no doubt in his mind that Jubilee would go right ahead and do just that.

"So... spill."

So she could plot things with Angelo when she got home.

See these big brown eyes, Jubilee? These were the saddest eyes in the world.

//It was just a couple of weeks ago. I wasn't the only one who'd been bitten, I guess. And so Warren and I both made absolute berks of ourselves in th'common room.//

Awww, she'd give him a hug for it after she heard the juicy details. After.

"Go on..."

But Jono didn't want to go on!

//... By pulling out all th'pillows and making ourselves comfortable on th'floor. Reading magazines.//

Such unruly behaviour!

"...what aren't you saying?" Because that wasn't juicy at all, Jono.

And now Jono was burying his face in his hand. Because if he did that, it was like he wasn't really there, right?

//... Painting one another's nails. In our underthings. And giggling over cute boys.//

If a bolt of lightning were to jump through the ceiling to kill him now, that would be very kind.

Pardon Jubilee as she giggled up a storm here. "Are they still painted?" she asked, reaching for his hand to check.

Jono just gave in to her need to see these things and let her take his hand. There were still tiny hints of pink here and there where he hadn't been able to scrape it off, but for the most part, no. They weren't still painted.

//... No, Lee.//

Just enough to still incriminate him as a Kevin Jonas fangirl.

"Oh, but it's just cute, Starsmore! Should I go pick up a Teen Beat magazine so we can talk about the boys in it?"

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