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What could've?

Well...it wasn't savin' the world that's for sure.

That's not what I asked though. So what could've been better? Because this whole saving the world bit, its a hard thing to do anyway.

My escape. And the saving the world bit is overrated now.

But we still try it.

I'm ashamed to say I tried.

I tried too. Everyone I know did.

Well...you wasted your time. The only redeemable freak is a dead one apparently.

Don't you dare. narrows eyes This is something we'll all get through. ALIVE. So don't even try that.

Huh?

I dealt with some crazy people who think people with abilities are the bad guys. Apparently we're all Sylar level.

Sylar isn't the baddest guy out there, even I know that.

They're getting everyone with abilities off the streets.

And when did you find that out?

That's lame. A lot of things are lame though; we can't change it.

It's nothing. Are you alright?

When did you get so pessimistic, Mols?

I'm fine. Laying low for a bit. I just need to find somewhere I can disappear for a while.

I grew up. I mean, I'm still short, but--you know what I meant.

You can come here?

We can change things still, Molly. We have the power too.

I think that sounds like the thing to do. I've always wanted to go to India.

~~Not me.~~ I'd really like to see you again. I know Tatta likes to meet new people, too!

Well, I could deal with that logic. I've missed you too, squint. How are things going with you? Your dads still in check?

Don't know. Haven't heard from them. They're all doing their thing; I'm doing mine. Don't care.

frowns You do care. Otherwise you wouldn't say you don't care.

Then I say nothing.

You are not convincing. Now what's wrong, munchkin?

I...I don't want to talk about it. I'm fine, really.

Alright, Molly. I won't push it. I'll be over in a couple days.

Cool!

What happened?

I got my ass kicked.

I'll kill them.

Don't. I already did enough damage, mom.

Really?

....What did you do to them?

Well. I have these things called powers...They kicked my ass.

I blow up some of theirs.

That's my boy.

What can I say? I'm my parents' kid. smirks

Edited 2009-02-17 04:00 (UTC)

And I couldn't be more proud. Beams.