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Michael

Michael Duke Travers

Nickname: N/A. No Mike.

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Appearance:

Michael

Michael is very standard fare for his age and his ‘type.’ He wears hipster glasses, he dresses in fandom t-shirts, and wears jeans. He’s plain. So plain, in fact, that the most remarkable thing about his appearance is that there’s nothing remarkable about his appearance, though that’s nothing but a positive now. He’s physically average, standing at 5’9”.

If his physical appearance is less than imposing, his physical demeanor is that of a cuddly puppy. He seems meek, just by looking at him. Michael walks with his head down, and almost shuffles rather than walking. He rarely smiles, and instead most often has a look on his face like he’s scared. And maybe he is.

The poor guy has a wee bit of social anxiety.

Likes, Dislikes, and Fears:

• ✓ Comic books. His favorite hero is Nova.
• ✓ Science fiction movies.
• ✓ Reading, writing. He’s a hobbyist.
• ✓ Being left alone.
• ✓ Working with computer hardware, or software.
• ✓ Writing programs.
• ✓ Lo-fi music

• ☠ Public speaking
• ☠ Large crowds
• ☠ Parties
• ☠ Being surprised
• ☠ Socialites

Fear:

Having to give a speech and then defend it against a panel of people.

_{Personality Traits}

_{The Good}

Intelligent | Trustworthy | Consistent

_{The Bad}

Overconfident | Softspoken | Not a leader

Michael is a standard fare smart boy. He prefers the company of books to that of people, and he keeps to himself whenever possible. He’s not much for friends, and isn’t much for talking with other people, with a slight exception being when he can hide behind a computer screen. Chatting with his guild in a Discord server before raid night is a lot easier than talking to his group partners during a school project. He’s just socially awkward and perhaps a little anxious.

Even so, he’s confident in his own ability. Why shouldn’t he? He’s proven himself to be inventive and smart at every opportunity presented before him. He’s programmed apps, built robots, and set up automation around his house. He knows how smart he is, and his social anxiety isn’t enough to stop him from acknowledging that.

After a while, Michael can somewhat open up with people, and blossoms into a different person. When he’s around people he’s comfortable with (there aren’t many), he’s boisterous and loud. He rarely speaks before he thinks, and has accidentally said one or two things that can be considered ‘offensive’ to say the least. Getting to this level with him is such a struggle, that few people have bothered trying, and fewer still have tried.

Michael is the weird nerd kid who builds stupid robots in his spare time. Who would want to be friends with that?

_{Abilities & Weaknesses}

T H E P OW E R

Following his ‘change,’ Michael has two ‘abilities.’ Firstly, he is even smarter than before, and is capable of consuming knowledge faster. This is the minor of his abilities, and is only listed because of the speed at which he gathers and retains new knowledge.

His primary, and major new power, is that of technomancy. Michael’s power manifests itself in the way he interacts with technology. He can see transmissions on the airwaves or over wi-fi in the air; that is to say, he can, for example, see a text message arrive at someone’s phone, and the notification appears as plain as day to him.

Technology bends to his will. He can unlock almost any computer, break into any phone. Once in, he can download the data to his own brain, or he can get it do whatever he wants. There are no electronic locks when he’s involved. Unlocking a car and starting it up? Doable. Driving it with his mind? ...questionable, depends on the model.

Beyond that, his upper limitations are currently unknown. He intends to ‘practice.’ The power is nothing more than a muscle, and he can strengthen that muscle like any other.

T H E S T R U G G L E

Michael’s powers sometimes overload him with information. It can cause intense headaches, and in the absolute worst cases? Immediate blackouts. He also has trouble based on the security and encryption of computers. While your basic home computer would only take a half a second to get in, a more machine can take him up to an hour or more to get into, depending on the levels of encryption.

He also hasn’t gained much in the way of defense. He’s essentially just a very smart young man who can utilize computers and electronic information at an alarming rate. While he isn’t going to be the killing machine the government may have wished he was, Michael can still be a valuable addition to any team.

_Background

Michael never knew his birth parents. From what he understands, they were, at one time, good people. His mother died, in childbirth, and his father killed himself shortly after that. Michael was placed in the care of his godparents; his mother and father’s best friends. They were rich, and young business owners, and they truly did their best. They gave him everything he could have ever hoped for, but they weren’t the best at ‘being there.’ Michael was subject to bullying and isolation throughout school. As children learned what happened to his birth parents, they opted to tease him for it. As a result, Michael has been indoctrinated to believe that he caused his parents’s death; his mom and dad alike. He found escape from a disappointing reality in the pages of comic books, which he read from a young age. He loved the idea of superheroes, and has wished for all his life that he could be one.

As he grew up, he realized that he was smarter than his peers, and in a lot of cases than the adults in his life. He started the sameway a lot of people like him did: taking things apart and putting them back together. This lead to taking things apart and putting them back together with modifications. Modifications led to building his own devices. Building his own devices led to programming them. And programming his own devices led to things such as the robot that will peel and slice an apple for him via voice commands.

He’s not sure why he was chosen for the program, but he can only assume it’s because his godparents are afraid he’s going to kill them to. Then, he was subjected to the gas. When he woke up, he was overwhelmed by the amount of information he saw in the facility.

At first, seeing all of that information was overwhelming, but he’s slowly been acclimating to it. The scientists aren’t fully sure what his abilities are, and he’s been sure not to tell them everything. Instead, he quietly spent his time obtaining what information he could from the servers he could gain access to.

When the group wanted to break out, Michael was happy to join in. With his abilities, breaking out was relatively painless, and once he hit the open air, Michael felt like he was even stronger. Whatever happened next, he was ready for it.

Miscellaneous: N/A

I read the rules.

The Astonishing X-Men

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@Fabricant451

Yep! Me and Fab have characters for this one.

May be spreading myself thin, but gonna try to come up with a character for this one.

@NinaDivine

That makes me happy. You're cool!

The Astonishing X-Men

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The Astonishing X-Men

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@Fabricant451

Alright, now that I let you steal that from Bee, let the games begin.

The Astonishing X-Men

RESERVED FOR ROSTER POST

The Astonishing X-Men

What we’re accepting:

• Mutants aged 15-19. Canon or OC! Slight preference to OC.

What we’re not accepting:

• Fourth wall breakers similar to Deadpool and/or Gwenpool.
• Non-mutants.

Canon NPCs Played by GMs:

• Jubilation Lee, Jubilee; Played by @Fabricant451
• Katherine Pryde, Shadowcat; Played by @Universorum
• Jean Grey-Summers, The Phoenix; Played by @Fabricant451
• Scott Summers, Cyclops; Played by @Universorum
• Logan, Wolverine; Played by @Universorum

Character Creation Notes

• Please ask your GMs ( @Universorum @Fabricant451) before making canon characters relevant to your history. Having said that, you are free to play children of canon characters, relatives, trainees. Go wild. Just please ask first.
• We will be accepting both real-life face claims, drawn art, and art from comic books where applicable.

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[color=dialogue color][b]First, Middle, Last Names[/b][/color][/center]

[center][h3][color=dialogue color][sub]Student Information[/sub][/color][/h3][/center]

[indent][color=dialogue color][b][u]Gender[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Gender here[/indent][/indent]

[indent][color=dialogue color][b][u]Age[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]15-19[/indent][/indent]

[indent][color=dialogue color][b][u]Physical Traits[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Keep it brief. Height, hair color, eye color. Any scars, facial hair, etc.[/indent][/indent]

[indent][color=dialogue color][b][u]Hometown[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Note character’s place of origin here[/indent][/indent]

[indent][color=dialogue color][b][u]Academics[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Like it or not, you’re in school. How do you do?[/indent][/indent]

[indent][color=dialogue color][b][u]Personality Traits[/u][/b][/color][/indent]

[list][*][color=FORESTGREEN][b]Positive trait[/b][/color]
[*][color=FORESTGREEN][b]Positive trait[/b][/color]
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[*][color=CRIMSON][b]Negative trait[/b][/color]
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[center][h3][color=dialogue color][sub]Gifted Youngster[/sub][/color][/h3][/center]

[indent][color=dialogue color][b][u]Call-Sign[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][color=dialogue color]X-Men[/color][/indent][/indent]

[indent][color=dialogue color][b][u]Costume[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]We’re picturing bright colors. We’re not the X-Men Trilogy Fox put out. We’re here to Astonish them.[/indent][/indent]

[indent][color=dialogue color][b][u]Mutation[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]List powers and abilities here. Try to keep it reasonable, nothing too overpowered here.[/indent][/indent]

[indent][color=dialogue color][b][u]Weaknesses[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]No one is perfect. List a few downsides or limitations of your character’s abilities here.[/indent][/indent]

[indent][color=dialogue color][b][u]Prior to Joining the School[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]A simple year-by-year timeline is sufficient. We’re starting in 2018, we just need to know your life up until the point your powers appeared or until Xavier’s picked you up. Please include how and when your powers manifested[/indent][/indent]

[indent][color=dialogue color][b][u]Post Powers[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]After joining Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. Xavier died five years ago, your character may have been here when it happened.[/indent][/indent]

[sub][color=dialogue color][b]dialogue color[/b][/color][/sub][/hider]

[center][h3][sub][color=dialogue color]Character Name’s Relationship Sheet[/color][/sub][/h3]

[i][color=0072bc]Friend[/color] // [color=00a99d]Acquaintance[/color] // [color=f26522]Frenemy[/color] // [color=fff200]Rival[/color] // [color=ed1c24]Enemy[/color] // [color=ed145b]Crush / Significant Other[/color][/i][/center]

[indent][list][*][b][color=associated color]Character’s Name:[/color][/b]
[indent][i]Short explanation of relationship and reasoning behind above color.[/i][/indent]
[*][b][color=associated color]Character’s Name:[/color][/b]
[indent][i]Short explanation of relationship and reasoning behind above color.[/i][/indent]
[*][b][color=associated color]Character’s Name:[/color][/b]
[indent][i]Short explanation of relationship and reasoning behind above color.[/i][/indent]
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[indent][i]Short explanation of relationship and reasoning behind above color.[/i][/indent]
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[indent][i]Short explanation of relationship and reasoning behind above color.[/i][/indent]
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[indent][i]Short explanation of relationship and reasoning behind above color.[/i][/indent]
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[indent][i]Short explanation of relationship and reasoning behind above color.[/i][/indent][/list][/indent]

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Example:

X-Men Name

First, Middle, Last Names

_{Student Information}

Gender

Gender here

Age

15-19

Physical Traits

Keep it brief. Height, hair color, eye color. Any scars, facial hair, etc.

Hometown

Note character’s place of origin here

Academics

Like it or not, you’re in school. How do you do?

Personality Traits

• Positive trait
• Positive trait
• Positive trait
• Positive trait
• Positive trait

• Negative trait
• Negative trait
• Negative trait
• Negative trait
• Negative trait

_{Gifted Youngster}

Call-Sign

X-Men

Costume

We’re picturing bright colors. We’re not the X-Men Trilogy Fox put out. We’re here to Astonish them.

Mutation

List powers and abilities here. Try to keep it reasonable, nothing too overpowered here.

Weaknesses

No one is perfect. List a few downsides or limitations of your character’s abilities here.

Prior to Joining the School

A simple year-by-year timeline is sufficient. We’re starting in 2018, we just need to know your life up until the point your powers appeared or until Xavier’s picked you up. Please include how and when your powers manifested

Post Powers

After joining Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. Xavier died five years ago, your character may have been here when it happened.

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_{Scott Summers's Relationship Sheet}

Friend // Acquaintance // Frenemy // Rival // Enemy // Crush / Significant Other

• Jean Grey:
  
  Short explanation of relationship and reasoning behind above color.
• Kitty Pryde:
  
  Short explanation of relationship and reasoning behind above color.
• Logan:
  
  Short explanation of relationship and reasoning behind above color.
• Jubilation Lee:
  
  Short explanation of relationship and reasoning behind above color.

The Astonishing X-Men

After his death, they kept the name.

Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters.

It was his legacy, and they would never take it from him. Charles Xavier did more for mutants than anyone could ever know; his death is a tragedy, and is treated as such by the staff and the students. Even so, it was nearly five years ago that Charles Xavier passed on, peacefully and in his sleep, surrounded by his peers, students, and his beloved X-Men. His dying request was that the school stay open, and that the X-Men stay together and continue to fight for good.

Though the school never closed, the X-Men disbanded quickly after his death. Without his direction, they struggled to know who or what to fight for. Five staff members stayed at the school and continued to act as teachers and mentors for young mutants. Those five are Logan, Scott Summers, Jean Summers (maiden name Grey), Jubilee, and Kitty Pryde.

Despite no longer being the X-Men, those five stepped into bigger conflicts when warranted and when requested by their compatriots, the Avengers. However, after five years of relative peace following the Professor’s death, mutant distrust and racism is stirring up again, following a few attacks from less savory mutants. After meeting together, the staff members of the school believe it is time to rebuild the X-Men. Rather than attempt to summon former X-Men, they’ve decided to select students from the school to form a new X-Men.

For the first time in almost five and a half years, the Danger Room has been turned on. As requested by Charles Xavier himself, his X-Men are going to return to their truest, most core duty: showing the world that mutants aren’t intuitively bad.

"We have to astonish them."

The Astonishing X-Men

Link to the Discord

After you join the Discord, ping or directly message and admin, and they'll make sure you get the permissions to the AXM channel.

Please note, this is a sibling Roleplay to The Young Avengers: Probation. What that means is that both RPs are taking place on the same timeline, and in the same universe. Make references across the two if you'd like.

However, if you join both, please note that you are equally a part of both. We don't want any favoritism coming across either RP. Hopefully, both progress at similar speeds.

CANCELLED.

_{Collab with @Lovely Complex}

After Kit jumped out of the car, she gave Sam a big hug goodbye. She had to show her gratitude somehow! Sam had done a lot for her that evening, and Kit wanted her to know that she was appreciated. “Thank you! I’ll see you at school.” With that, the car pulled away and Kit zipped toward the house, opening the door to come face to face with her father, who was sitting in an armchair, wide awake. “Doc! Where’s the Professor?! I need her.”

“KitKat, it is like one in the morning! I can’t wake the Professor up. She was furious that I let you go to that party… Wait, do you have a McFlurry? What kind is it? Where did you get a McFlurry?” Oliver was suddenly very confused as his daughter stuck a bite of ice cream into her mouth.

“Uh, McDonald’s? Duh du jour, Doc. Don’t you have PhD? It’s M&M. Annnnnd it has Rolos in it. Annnnnnnd some Oreos. I kinda made them put everything in it. It’s delicious. Now, vamos! Awaken the Professor! It’s important.” Kit ordered, stepping up the stairs. She would have done two at a time, but Kit’s legs were much too small for that. She took them one at a time like any other person. “Send her to my dwelling! And, you too. There’s more for you to do.”

Oliver watched as Kit headed up the stairs, and wondered briefly if she was just on a bad trip. (Un)Fortunately, Oliver knew in his heart of hearts that his daughter didn’t have a bad trip inside of her to go on. She was just kind of weird. She got it from him, after all. Shaking his head, he walked to the downstairs Master bedroom and went to the bed, shaking his wife’s shoulder. “Molly? Get up. Kit wants you. She says it’s important.”

Muffled growls could be heard from the matriarch's mouth. Her face was hidden by her pillow while her back faced the ceiling. It wasn’t the fact that Kit went to a party that upset her, it was the fact that her husband gave her permission without consulting the mama that did. They were a team, weren’t they!? This boiled her to the core. Her husband knew better.

There’s one thing Molly always looked forward to. That is: giving her daughter advice whenever she needed it. Her husband robbed her of that opportunity. She could’ve given her child, emphasis on HER child, some sound words that could’ve prepared her for any happenings at a big party thrown by big name kids. The dos and don’ts. The whos and whats. The DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT. You know, basics. But no, her husband felt like it was totally okay to allow her daughter to go gallivanting with strangers, with nothing but her own ideas. Kathryn was a special kind of girl, and with unique traits like that… it required management and a gentle push in the right direction.

Begrudgingly, she turned her body around and glaringly narrowed her eyes at her other half, muttering, “Oliver.” He was the person she didn’t want to see. Especially not at… she glanced over to their clock on the nightstand… ONE-FUCKING-AM. “What the shit! This can’t wait?!”

There was no respect in this household!

“I don’t think it can wait. She’s having one of her… things, I think.” Oliver was treading lightly, he’d expected this to go poorly; Molly didn’t normally like to wake up, let alone be forcibly waken up at such an hour. Even so, this wasn’t the first time that Kit had a ‘moment.’ Typically, they were chaotic and rarely ended without someone (usually Oliver) being yelled at, for some reason or another. “I mean, I can try to deal with it, but she really wants you in her room. I dunno why.”

“Something probably happened at the party.” Molly sat up aggressively. “A party I didn’t find out until after she was already gone!” She patted down her fly aways. “You see what happens when you don’t bring things up with me?” After throwing off her comforter, and a variety of other blankets, she gestured for him to get his hoodie so she could throw it over her and her nightgown. It was chilly. “If something bad happened, I swear to God, OLIVER.”

“Nothing bad happened, come on. She’s smarter than that.” Before she’d even gestured, Oliver had already grabbed the hoodie and was handing it to her. He knew what wifey wanted, but, even so… “You know, it’s one in the morning. And didn’t we already argue about this? C’mon.” Oliver gestured for Molly to follow him to their daughter’s room, where light leaked out of an open door, along with some music. “See? She wouldn’t be listening to music if it was that bad.” Oliver protested, as they walked into the room.

Their daughter was sitting on the bed, chewing on a piece of pizza that was leftover from the night before. With her mouth full, she addressed her parents. “Hey, Professor! Doctor.” She beamed at her mother, and gave her father a stiff nod; nothing new, this was their typical greeting.

“Doctor.” Oliver returned the nod, before Kit began speaking again.

“Hey, I dunno if you guys know this, but… we’re kinda running low on pizza? I don’t know if you guys want to replenish that or if I’m gonna have to start eating normal foods... You know what? That’s not that important I guess.” She grabbed a piece of printer paper and hopped off the bed, thrusting it at rOliver. “Go see Auntie Sofi. I need that stuff, asap.”

Oliver looked down at the piece of paper and read it, before looking back at his daughter. “These are hair dyes?”

“Yup. A royal blue and a royal purple. I was serious about the pizza by the way.”

“Sofi is probably asleep…”

“You have a house key! Wake her ass up, coward. It’s for me. She’ll be happy to help.” Kit protested, and Oliver sighed, turning and leaving as he mumbled about how Sofi probably slept naked and he was going to get hit and this sucked and life sucked.

“Woah, woah. Hold on just a second.” Molly snatched the paper away from her husband, quickly scanning at it and then peering at her daughter, “... No.” Usually, Molly spoiled Kit to bits but this was her hair on the line. “You will not be dying your hair, young lady! Why do you even need to?!” Her natural hair was beautiful. This was outrageous. “First, you change your style. Now you want to change how you look completely? I won’t allow it.” Molly folded up the paper and was ready to storm off and go back to bed. She was woken up for this bull. And for once, it was all directed to Kit and not Oliver.

Kit looked at her father for help, though when he shrugged his shoulders, before stepping out of the room. Kit realized she was fighting this battle on her own. Oh well, she could do it. “Of course I’m not dying my hair. You’re dying it! And cutting it, I’m thinking about to here.” She gestured with her hand to show neck length, as opposed to the longer hair she wore now that was gliding down her back. She took a deep breath, and sighed. “Mama, I had a really bad night. My heart was broken. I thought I was in love with Selena Sterling. I’m not. I need to change myself, a lot, so I can be Kit, instead of Kit In Name Only, Who’s Simply Trying to Make Selena Notice Her. I don’t want this anymore!” She pulled at the long hair, and pointed toward the closet that was filled with expensive, preppy clothes, that had buried her more normal attire of comfy pants and graphic tees.

“I want to be me. I like soccer, and fighting games, and the internet, and pizza. I can’t keep doing this to myself. I look in the mirror, and I’m sad. I don’t want to be sad anymore.” By the end of her statement, Kit’s voice was uncharacteristically quiet and almost cracked to break into tears.

How was a mother supposed to react to this? Biting her bottom lip, she gave her husband back the list, but still was on the fence with saying ‘yes’. Her permission for him to leave wasn’t given yet. Approaching Kit, she pulled her into an embrace and softly spoke, “What does your hair have to do with any of this?” Molly looked down at her child’s hair and ran her fingers through it. If anything, this was more of a mother not wanting to let go of the one thing that reminded her that her baby was her’s. Mothers were usually attached to little things like that.

Molly’s hair was always something she took pride in, going to school with the longest, volumiest, and softest hair compared to her classmates, even Summer, her best friend, admired her hair. Kit’s hair was no exception. When she was small, Molly would spend every night brushing her hair, while she did all the things she liked, like playing video games or eating pizza. Now she wanted to cut it! AND color it! She wanted to understand. She really did. But she couldn’t. All she needed to do was be herself, right? Why did she have to change her looks? What Molly didn’t realize was, Kit was very much like her. For years, Molly pretended to not be as smart as she was, to belong. She taught herself to be popular and hot, because everyone liked what they saw, but then her husband helped her love the person who she truly was. Still hot and popular, but a total nerd too.

Her mother didn’t get it. That was the simplest this could be boiled down to; Molly didn’t get it. Kit changed herself so that she could be more appealing to people who she didn’t really like. She didn’t want to pretend anymore, pretending was hard. It made her sleepy, and she could have so much more fun doing things a different way. The right way. The way she really was.

“I’m trying to make friends, Professor. With people who are like me, but I can’t. I can’t do it when I can’t even be friends with myself. Like, look at me! I’m fake. I’m fake. I don’t want to be fake, I just want to be me. The hair is part of the fake! Look, the Doc told me that if you go through something stressful, a good way to distance yourself is dramatic change. I want to distance myself.” Kit was explaining her logic, but like it or not, she’d accidentally thrown Oliver back under the bus.

Oops.

“Oliver, what the hell?!” Molly pulled away from her daughter and brought her attention to the love of her life. “Have you ever gone through a drastic change when you needed to ‘distance’ yourself? What does that even mean? What are you feeding our daughter?!” Rest in peace, Oliver. You lived a good life. “I don’t understand why changing your hair solves any of this!” Molly was losing focus. She didn’t know who to be mad at. Her husband or her daughter. Truly, she shouldn’t be mad at either, but this was her child’s hair! The hair that she gave her, while she was in her womb! How is that fake?!

“Molly, I have a PhD! I think I know what I’m talking about! Literally, a doctorate in teenage psychology! It was your idea!” Oliver protested over his shoulder as he headed down the stairs. “I’m going to see Sofi! Give up! She wins this one.” Then, there was the sound of their front door opening and closing.

“Molly, Daddy says. Can’t we just do what I want? Because, like. If you don’t help me with this, I’m gonna do it myself, in the mirror, with a pair of Crayola safety scissors and hope for the fuggin’ best. This is not a game, this is real life. I need your help, I am asking you for your help. Help me!” Kit was at her absolute end of the rope.

“Okay, whatever. You win. I’m going to make coffee.” Molly wasn’t the bad guy in this situation but they both were painting her out to be the enemy, and then Oliver left without kissing her goodbye. It was too early for this. She had a headache and when she found time to be alone, she’ll just give herself a good cry and make things better. “Find a picture of what you want and print it out so I can use it as reference. If you need me, I’ll be in the kitchen.” With that, Molly sternly, and strongly, walked out and made her way to her kitchen. Taking a seat on a barstool, she buried her face in the palm of her hands. She was probably a terrible mother and wife for caring too much about this.

“Can you bring me some trash bags? I need trash bags!” Kit yelled after her mother. Sure, Kit had upset her a little, but eh. She’d get over it. Her mother was tough, and speaking typically, her father would handle it! Just as soon as he returned from where he was going and brought back what he wanted from Auntie Sofi! “How many pictures? I think I found some!” As far as Kit was concerned, this was a win for her.