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Andy's face went blank. Was Sleet, like, smiling or something? What the hell was up with this dude? Andy was going to drop Sleet on the couch when Mae hit him on the head, causing both Sleet and Andy to go down, with Andy falling in a confused heap on top of Sleet. Mae sat lazily in a corner, barely touched with flour, and sighed heavily.
Sergio sat up apprehensively, looking about in a daze before coming to. As he did, he backed away a little, tripping over Shadow's arm, but managing to barely catch himself. "s**t. Ah... I'm.... I'm good." He whirled around, looking at Saint with large eyes. "S-Saint! What can I... hell yeah." Sergio sped towards Terren, the last of the speed he got from Saint, and whipped off his gloves. He was caught at the throat by Terren, who barely diverted his gaze.
"What's his power, Saint? Changing the colors of the drapes or something? Would fit him."
Smoke edged her way out from under the couch, sitting up enough that she could scooch a ways on her rear before running into Shadow with a startled squeak.

Terren looked at his his sister, completely ignoring the bubble surrounding him. "Since when? How come you never tell anyone anything, Jazz? Bah, can't believe I touched him. And you say that is a good match for our little Saint?"
Sergio was crackling with uncontrolled power at this point, his neck a little bruised. He stood up, experimenting with the power a little, and shockedJazz on the back of the neck, the side facing away from him. He stood up unsteadily, his face still pale, a little ashen, even though the flour was mostly gone thanks to Jazz's attentions.
Having been pushed around for the past couple of seconds, Smoke was a little off-balanced. Twirling like a dancer on one leg, then the other, she had barely managed to control herself when she appeared by Bubble's side, comforting her while at the same time steadying herself.

( Wow. Umm... let's just say that Andy blacked out. Heh. )

"Yeah, that's why I let her. Once I get my powers back, though, that this guy took from me, I can put you back in your box. And everything will be good again. Capish?"
Sergio, barely registering what everyone was saying, made another little explosion, this time creating a little burn, both on Jazz and himself. He yelped and jumped back.
"Damn kid can't even use my powers right. You alright, Jazz?"

"Yeah, I guess. As much fun as this was, I won't forgive that b*****d for sending someone to shave my ******** hair. Let alone, y'know, everything else. " Terren looked uncomfortable. Seeing as he had a full head of hair, Sergio decided not to push it. ( o_0 ) "Whatever. You messed with Sleet and Saint, and just about everyone here-"
"Not me," Mae interrupted. "I'm fine. Please, continue."
"-So I'm not gonna help. a**."
Smoke hummed a little, resting her head on the wall. She was looking at Jazz like she wanted to help; the little hum of confirmation was simply a formality. She rubbed her neck almost self-consciously.

Andy keeled over. What a way to wake up. His insides felt like they were on fire, and his outside... felt dirty. Very much so. He sat up with a jolt, then fell off the couch clutching his stomach. "Wot the 'ell is wrong wit' you guys? Lemme alone!" He cried, scooching over to Mae's corner, not realizing she was there as his butt nearly ran over her toes.
She kicked him, sending him back over his knees. "Watch out, you idiot. No one wants to hear your complaining."
Smoke looked gingerly at Bubbles, opening her mouth and closing it quickly there after. She dashed off to the kitchen, putting all the food away. She was beet-red for reasons she didn't even know.
Sergio's nostrils flared. "I don't care what you decide. I'm not going unless Saint and Sleet are alright. Otherwise I'm staying here."

( Umm... He just sat there, with his arms crossed I guess? Hee. I forgot him. )
"Goddamnit, Sleet, lemme 'lone!" Andy tried to pull his head out of the embrace, but succeeded only in giving himself a rugburn.
Smoke, being of fairly short stature, was trying to get on the counter, to better see what was going on... while pretending to put the cups up in the high cupboard.
Sergio crossed his arms, muttering a quiet "Sure." He was quickly forgotten, however, when Mae got up to her feet, yelling at Saint for this, that, and the other thing. "Why do I have to stay here with this lump and his lovesick puppy? Not like I'm gonna be able to beat any sense into Spikes, no matter how I try. So just leave these two here. Let me go with!"

"I am going to come," Mae replied sullenly. "Andy can explain to X himself. And I don't look that much older than you..." Mae trailed off, looking at herself self-consciously.
"C'mon, Mae, you don't seriously think you look old, do you? You look younger than Shadow anyways. Shadow looks old whenever he wears a coat..." Sergio laughed, prompting a little laugh from Mae herself.
Smoke poofed in front of Shadow, running to the door and only pausing to wave to Sleet and the awkward Andy. Without pausing to look at the sky, she grabbed her windbreaker off of a chair.
Terren flexed his hands. "How long does your power take to wear off, anyway? It's annoying."
"About a week."
"You're lying."
"Yeah, I am. Now stop complaining. You're starting to sound like Andy."
"Hey!" The last remark was a shout, in unison, by both Andy and Terren, both of whom sounded highly offended.