fandomhighdorms | 2nd Floor Common Room [Monday, Mid-Morning]

Kenzi wandered through, then cocked her head. "Dude, did you get away from Karla?" She shook a finger at him, completely without heat. "Naughty roomie."

The baby cheetah looked up at Kenzi with bleary eyes, cocked its head to one side and mewed. Then all of a sudden, Bart was laying on the back of the couch, completely devoid of clothing, looking up at her.

He made a small yelping noise and fell behind the couch with an "oomph." He reached an arm over the couch and pulled himself up, a mop of red hair appearing. "Um... Hi."

"Hey!" Kenzi's eyes had gone huge and now she was staring at the ceiling. "You okay there? Not... too cold?"

"I..." He looked at her, a puzzled expression on his face. "huh?"

Then all of a sudden his eyes were as big as dinner plates and he looked down slowly. "oh... grife..." He looked left and right, and in a blur, a pillow vanished from atop the couch, clearly being held in a strategic position.

His face turned a deep scarlet almost matching his hair. "Can you... er... Is our room unlocked? I need to grab some... clothes."

"It's never unlocked." Kenzi fished in her jeans for the key, though, and would have tossed it to him, but. Cushion. She carefully put them down on the couch. "I'll just be here. Hanging out. As you do."

And probably giggling as soon as he was out of earshot, poor guy.

In a flash of scarlet (not all of which was hair, this time) the keys were gone just about as soon as they hit the couch. Before the cushion hit the ground, Bart was back, sitting on the edge of one of the chairs, hands on his knees face tight in a concerned and forced smile. The smile sank a bit when he saw her giggling.

"So... how long was I... er... what happened?"

"Holy fuck," Kenzi blurted, eyes going huge again, giggles gone in a wave of howdidhedothatholychrist! "How did you *do* that?"

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Bart was more than happy to change the subject from his recent clothing... issue. "Oh that? That was nothing. Check this out." Bart stood up, looked proud of himself and all of a sudden there was another blur. It was almost as if he hadn't moved, but all of a sudden there was a cookie in his hand and one in his mouth. "Mont a moopie?"

He took a bite of the cookie in his mouth and grabbed it with his free hand. "Want a cookie? They're fresh."

"Yes!" Aahahahhahaha her roommate had superpowers! COOL superpowers, not some lameass dunking machine power! "Thank you!" Kenzi grabbed the cookie, beaming hugely, then punched him on the arm. "CHEETAH! Oh my god that explains so much!"

"Ow." Bart rubbed his shoulder in mock pain.

"Max always told me not to show off, but this place is full of special people, right?" He grinned and took another bite of cookie. "And hey, I can't keep a secret like that from my roomie." He liked being liked without having to wear the costume. It was nice.

"I would so hurt you in your sleep if you did, so good thing you're not gonna try." Kenzi bounced on her toes, and chomped on the cookie. "So is it magic, or are you some kind of supernatural being, or what? And do you remember anything of Karla taking care of you this week? You so owe her, man."

Kenzi would've made him sleep in the closet on a little rug or something.

Edited 2011-07-19 20:17 (UTC)

Bart screwed up his face in thought. "It's not really magic. It's... It's called the Speed Force. Max explained it to me a million times, but I don't always get it. It's like one of those fundamental forces of the universe thingies. Like gravity or magnets. I can just touch it. It's a family thing... mostly." Explaining things was almost as difficult for Bart as understanding them.

"Karla? Who's Karla? Oh! Is she the girl I ran into? She... took care of me?" Bart's face went red again. "dididosomethingstupidorembarassingorsomethingohgrifeididntwantsomethinglikethattohappenonmyfirstweekhere."

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa breathe, little dude," Kenzi cautioned, frankly as impressed by the speed-talking as the speed-walking. "Uh. You turned into a cheetah. You were freaking adorable. And insane."

So that's a yes, sorry, Bart.

Bart's eyes got wide and he looked left and right as if thinking in overdrive. "Does this... happen a lot around here?"

"I mean, should I be worried about it happening again?" He sounded a bit nervous as if afraid it would happen again.

"Maybe?" Kenzi was not the most comforting person in the world, here.

And this was before they acquired another roommate in teeny cute Bo.

"I mean, you missed it, but we *all* turned into ponies for two days." She paused, and started laughing. "And dude, that so sounds like I should be messing with you, and I'm not! You can ask anyone!"

Bart looked... very confused. "Ponies? Like... little horses? I'm not sure I've ever seen a pony."

He grined a big genuine grin. "Nah, I'm sure you're not messing with me. Why would you do that?"

Kenzi considered, then said candidly, "'Cause I do that. Just so you know." She grinned a little wider. "Not to be mean, but I tell a lot of lies. Just to see if people catch it. It's totally cool to call me on them, since you're my roomie." Bart seemed like a pretty cool kid, and if they *were* going to be stuck together, he'd have to know not to take some stuff personally.

"And how did you never see a pony before?" She was through with her cookie, and now wandering over to the fridge, poking around.

Bart considered what she said for a long handful of moments. He wasn't sure about what to do with that. Max always told him that to lie was bad, but she seemed like a good person. Plus, Batman lied sometimes too, right?

"Oh. Well, I kinda grew up far away." He scratched the back of his head. "Like the thirtieth century or something like that."

"Shut the front door," Kenzi said, turning around to stare, a bunch of cheese slices in hand. "Superpower and time traveler? You're not messing with me, are you?" She started waving her hands. And the cheese. "Is everybody here from someplace cooler than Canada?!"

Bart gave Kenzi a half smile. "I was really young at the time and my grandma brought me back to see my cousin and then live with Max. It's... a long story. At least it was when Max told it."

His eyebrows went up in a bit of an apologetic look. "I've never been to Canada. Is it far? Are there ponies there?"

"Hunh. Wait, you told me about Max, but I'm not remembering the details." Kenzi grimaced, then grinned wickedly, offering Bart some of her scrounged food. "Usually I'd say Canada's not too far. Just north of the States. Colder though. But now?" She cackled, eyes glinting. "We're a million years in the past and I have no freaking idea which part of the Ice Age is across the Causeway."

Bart puffed out his chest and put on a voice of mock pride. "Max Mercury, the Zen Master of Speed." He slouched back in his chair and took the food he was offered. "he was a friend of my grandpa's back in the day. He mentored a lot of the speeders. Grandpa Barry and Cousin Wally had me live with him in Manchester when I came here."

He did a double take. "wait, we're a million years in the past?"

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"Hunh." Well, at least that stuff had to come with an instruction manual? Kenzi nibbled on the cheese and bobbed her head. "Apparently? I mean. I don't know from time periods, but it looks way frosty and there's a herd of mammoths kind of working their way across the landscape. Plus, brrrr!"

"I... missed a lot, didn't I?" Bart thought for a moment, then chomped down on the cheese. "It never snowed in Alabama. It was honestly kinda boring there. I mean, there were supervillains every once in a while, but not like up north."

"You were gone about two weeks, so, yeah," Kenzi had to agree. "And supervillains? Do they dress up like the nutjobs on RatMan and demand ransoms in flowers and crap?"

Bart took another bite of cheese. "They usually aren't that interesting. They either wanted money or revenge or something. Stuff up north was much more interesting. I would hang out with my friends and we would fight bad guys who wanted to destroy everything or... you know, I'm not sure what most of them wanted. Tim would usually just tell me what the plan was."

Bart cocked his head to one side, his hair flopping. "What's Ratman? Is that one of those holo... er... TV shows?"

"Hunh." See, this is why she stuck to smaller stuff. Much less likely to blow up in your face and attract too much attention. "Oh, you poor deprived kid. It's a comic book-- graphic novel? Do you have those? That they based a TV show and a whole frakton of movies on. You so need to be exposed to popular culture."

Bart gave her a questioning half-smile. "Conner showed me some episodes of 'Wendy the Werewolf Stalker.' He thought for a moment. "Oh, and I met her! Wendy. We went on her set when Cissie got to be on the show. It was kinda neat."

He shrugged. "I haven't had a lot of time to watch TV much lately anyhow."

"Seriously? YOU got to be on the set? I am so jealous. You could have picked up beacoup souvenirs." Kenzi grinned at him, and then went over to drape an arm over his shoulders if he didn't move away. "I have so much to show you, my apprentice!" She gave an evil laugh. "A world of stories. Also, Video Games. Which I think you'll love, with your reflexes."

"Oh, I've played video games." Bart grinned. "You should see the video games they have in the future. They're awesome." He didn't seem upset about her putting her arm over his shoulders, more surprised.

"You remind me of Conner. You'd like him."

"Yeah?" Kenzi's grin widens in surprise to a genuine smile. "You're going to have to introduce me sometime, then. But first: we're getting a changing screen for the room. Unless you really do want to live in the closet the whole time."

Bart thought about that. "I'm not sure it would be a good idea for Conner to show up here..."

His eyes got wide with excitement. "Oh, you mean I don't have to live in the closet?"

Oooooo. She could so get away with this. She could so get away with this!

...it would be too mean.

"Just tonight."

After she was done hazing him just a little.

"Since I moved all your stuff in there."

Bart nodded knowingly. "Sure. I understand."

He thought about it. "All my stuff? How am I going to sleep in there?"

"Ohh, there's room. It's a big closet. And I'm and *expert* packer." And balancer. 'Cause a lot of that was stacked up pretty high. "No worries!"

At least Bart would get exposure to the criminal mind while he was here?

"Well, I guess thanks for cleaning up all my stuff. That had to have been a lot of work." She was being nice... Bart didn't really understand how, but clearly she was. She couldn't have been mean and there's no way she was a supervillain... or was she?

He narrowed his eyes. "You're not a supervillain, are you?"

Subtlety, thy name is Bart Allen.

"We all have dreams, Bart," Kenzi told him.

That... wasn't an answer, Kenzi.

"But you know, I'm pretty sure most supervillains don't have my fashion sense."

That kinda was?

Bart grinned and looked nostalgic for a bit, "I don't know, there was that girl who showed up when Young Justice was formed... Conner seemed to like her."

"But I guess most of them wear more... um... color?"

"What girl is this?" Kenzi perked up. "And I like the Goth look. Everything matches. Also, I look awesome in black... which is beloved by vampires and bikers as well as Goths." She paused. "Maybe I should ask a real vampire about that, though."

Bart's face got bright red again. "Um... I don't remember her name. Never saw her again."

Oooh, look over there, a change of subject. "Are there vampires here?" He sounded more excited than scared.

"Don't liiiiie to me Bart," Kenzi sing-songed. "And people keep telling me? But I haven't met 'em yet. You like vampires?"

He just let that one slide. "I've just never met one before. Do they really turn into bats and live in coffins?"

"No clue. I just know my bud Bo was kinda... dating one." Or more. Or something you could call dating. "I should get her to introduce us."

"Really? That would be awesome." Bart smiled. That would be cool. She was weird, but she was interesting. "I would introduce you to my friends, but they're apparently a million years away."

"Awww, that's cool of you, dude." Really, Bart wasn't bad at all. Easy-going, with superpowers, and all animated ~~like a cartoon!~~. "C'mon. Let's go re-arrange our room and get you settled."

Bart smiled. This whole thing might not be so bad after all. I mean, yeah, she dressed more like a bad guy than a good guy, but she was nice and helpful.

"Cool. Let's go!"

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