Sharing a room? (Robert)

[Myst]

Myst blinked listening to the blond boy who called him self George. She picked up her things and put them away. She sighed. She had only danced a little while... Oh well by the time they got back to the dorm the glowsticks would be dying.

"I call him Bobby alot. It fits him better. Pokemon is a good anime. I have alot of the plushies... I wondered why he ran around screaming when I chased him with my vulpix plushie."

Myst sighed and put one of Robert's arms around her shoulder. She began walking.

"Why are you telling me all this any way? If you are his brother don't you like to protect him?"

Myst was a little confused. She never had a sibling but from what she read most of them wanted to protect the other brother or sister.

[Robert Gray]

Well...i'm his older brother. It's my job to make sure Dickhead here suffers. Pokemon is cute...yeah. Sorry for interrupting your dancing.

He looked over at her, and smiled. She was just Bob's type. Annoying, mean, and a catgirl. Bob liked Catgirls, most of the time. Especially the mean ones. Of course, Bob hadn't liked ANYONE since the deathgate. He was standofish about everything but fighting.

As they walked up toward te dorm, he noticed something odd.

Errr...why is Bob wet?

[Myst]

Myst blinked and noticed it too. She would have pulled away an screamed ew but she knew she was the one who did it.

"Uh heh... well... I ... I soaked him after he walked in on me. Maybe it wasn't such a good thing for you to eletricute him..."

She blinked. Her cat ears wiggled a little and she raised her brow.

"Now that I think about it... I think he smells funny after you shocked him..."

She wrinkled up her nose and She opened the door with her tail. Myst helped George with Robert all the way to their room. She helped them in and looked over at his bed. It didn't look comfortable.

"Er... We can put him on my bed for the moment. I kinda feel bad for being so angry at him."

She used her tail to sweep things off her bed.

[Robert Gray]

Bed? Nah. little Bro's gonna wake up sore, like he deserves.

George plopped him in the pile fo plushies, and Bob murmurred a bit.

"Frigging.........potatoes....."

Little weirdo. Anyway, make sure he doesn't get hurt, alrgiht? He tends not to think before he acts.

George walked out of the room, thinking of ice cream. He diddn't even look back.

Bob was having a nightmare, though. He was having te usual one, about the deathgate. He was dreaming of clawing his way through the gate, fighting the monsters tooth and nail, and watching helplessly as Maris, his little sister, died saving his life. His nightmare diddn't end there, however. He carried her broken body with him, as she died slowly.

"Maris....stay with me...don't you dare die!"

"Big..brother.......I....love you. When...you...bury me.....bury me...on...earth...please...."

"Maris? Maris? MARIS! NO!"

He fought and clawed his way through the monsters, his body crying out, telling him he couldn't go further. He did. He took her body to earth, and buried it there, unable to cry. He hated himself for that ,as well.

He woke up, with a small scream. That damn dream......

[Myst]

Blinking Myst watched George leave. She shrugged and looked over at Robert. She frowned a little and sighed.

"Well... I better make something, I haven't eaten and I doubt he has either. Friggen pervy flamer."

With this Myst walked off into the kitchen leaving Robert on the plushie bed of his.

-Time skip!-

A sigh left Myst as she finished cooking. Robert woke up with a little bit of a scream and instead of running out to see what was wrong a butterfly floated its way out and circled him.

"I am making food right now... tell it to the butterfly."

Myst's voice sounded rather bored and dull. She was cooking and there was a small complication. Something went boom and Smoke left the kitchen area.

"I AM FINE!"

Myst had forgotten that her water powers and the stove didn't work well so there was a bit of a short out but the food she was making turned out fine. She walked out with a tray and set it down infront of him. It was mostly veggtables and a slice of fish. She didn't eat meat but having a bit of cat in her she loved fish. She had already eaten before she brought out his tray so she was fine. She then grabbed a game controller and turned on Harvest Moon. She seemed to zone out and began playing the vidio game. Her water butterfly vanished into thin air.

[Robert Gray]

"Fish and veggies? Alright. Thanks."

He was subdued, as she played his video games. He had that damn dream again, and he hated himself for the weakness, but he knew there was nothing he could really do about his mind and its intcricies. He had tried, and now he had an uncontrollable telepathy that manifested if he got too angry, so he held his emotions inside.

He ate the food, and it tasted pretty good. He looked over at the screen. Fall First, Year two.

"Buy some sweet potatoes, then harvest them and put them in the cross-breeding plant thingy. then you can grow them any time of year. They sell for more than any other crop."

He knew she wouldn't listen, though, so he just kept eating, and not thinking about his nightmare.

[Myst]

Myst threw a side ways glance over at Robert as he told her what she should do. Myst had already played and unlocked everything on this game ten times over. So she knew what she was doing. It was pointless doing something she had already done. So she kept quiet and continued playing the game. Her glowsticks still glowing slightly and wrapped around her like snakes. Myst's pale lavender eyes reflecting the T.V.s glow. Her tail swishing around behind her and her ears twitching every now and again. She sighed a little after saving the game. Her phone rang and she hissed and fell off the bed landing on her back.

"Where did I put that damned thing?"

She didn't like it when the silence was broken by something as annoying as her phone ringing. She fumbled around under her bed and pulled out a neon green Cell phone. She opened it up and answered.

"Hao? De ne wa? Yes mom... I am... You did what?"

Her eyes shot over to Robert and she stood up and leaned against the wall near her bed the phone still to her ear.

"Yea... Yea... He... Well I just... You.............. fine. What ever. Sure... I guess... Later. Fine... I love you too mom. Hao deh daddy... Yes mom told me. Does she have to be so........ You too then hmm? Well I hope Tarrie... Oh she does. Damn... I have no choice then? Ya know I wished some one would have... You all never le- Yes daddy... Bye."

She rolled her eyes and tossed the phone into a box. With this she hopped up onto her bed and jumped up into the air doing a face plant onto her bed and groaning loudly into the pillow if aggitated. Myst's feet kicked at her bed and her tail thrashed around as if she was pissed off. After a little bit of this she brought her head up and took a breath in and looked over at Robert.

"They hired you to watch over me... They set it up so I would share this room with you and it seems that they went looking for you after what had happened back at Metro-con because they wanted to thank you... They said something about talking to your brother and getting the okay that you would do it."

With that Myst dropped her head back down into the pillow and groaned.

[Robert Gray]

"What?! I never said! What the...JESUS FUCKPASTE!"

He punched the wall once, thrusting his fist straight through it. He was pissed off. she was cute, but he hated her as much as he hated everyone, and that was a LOT. He hated everyone and everything, but he usually hid it. He leaned against the wall, funing.

"I told him I diddn't want the fucking job a week before I came here. but lo' and behold, he went and signed me up anyway! What little........SHITFUCKMONKEY!"

By her groans, she hated him as much as he hated her. He contemplated shooting her, but only for a split second. He diddn't kill pople, not anymore.

"Well, shit, if it makes you feel better, I hate you just as much as you hate me. As much as every fucking body hates me."

He walked out, slammed the door, and took his phone with him. He dialed George.

'Lo? Isn't it a little late to call me, lil' bro?

SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU KNOW I HATE PEOPLE< AND THEY HATE ME! WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?! I DON'T MAKE FRIENDS OR GET ALONG WITH PEOPLE< WHY THE FUCK SHOULD I BE A BODYGUARD?!

Because you need a friend, and hse's like a less violent you. I'm going back to bed. Goodnight, Sparky.

Fuck off.

He hung up, and leaned against the wall. He runned at his forehead absent-mindedly, wondering hwo he could get out of this mess.

[Myst]

Myst blinked as Robert left the room. She pulled her head up out of her pillow and looked over at the door.

"He hates me?"

Myst blinked a little more as if registering the thought. She sat up on her knees and turned to face the door. She listened to the phone call and bit her lower lip. She wasn't sad about the fact that he hated her. She was actually used to alot of people not liking her, but... He clearly didn't like being hated, and to be honest, Myst didn't hate him. This was just the way she was. What she did hate though was her parents sending her off to a school and then thinking she needed a babysitter. That is what she hated of all things. Myst sighed. She got up out of the bed and walked to the door. She opened it and looked over at the pyro boy.

"Listen... I don't know what the heck made you think I hate you. I hate being treated like I am still little and need a freaking babysitter... Thats why I was complaining. Besides... Don't blame you thinking I hate you on my personality. Didn't you ever hear cats are mischieviouse."

She smirked and her tail shot out and slapped him in the back of the head.

"We should set up some rules for the room though... like no walking in when I am naked."

[Robert Gray]

"That really was YOUR fault, for being naked in MY dorm. And you just don't know me enough to hate me, yet. Everyone does, eventually."

He brushed his hair out of his eyes, smirking.

"By the way, I never said I'd actually babysit you. I'm just going to SAY I've been keeping you safe, because I need the money. Any objections?"

He mentally added is funds....five dollars, at the moment. He had spent almost everything getting here, and desperately needed funds. The food Myst had cooked had been delivered by the staff, so it was obviosly hers, not his.

Other than what Delta Flgiht Team had moved in for him, he had nothing. Nothing but games, plushies, and a computer.

"I'll give you a cut of te pay, and we can claim I'm doing bdyguard crap, but honestly, you don't need me around."

[Myst]

"Give it up flame boy... It isn't just your dorm. We share it. So... It was your fault."

Myst said sticking her toung out at him. Her tail shot out wrapping around his waist and pulling him over to her. She smirked wickedly and leaned in as if she was going to kiss him but instead she spit out a small butterfly and it hit him in the nose. She giggled and darted back for the room. Myst peeked out from behind the door and smiled.

"And I do too need you around. As you can see... I love trouble."

With that Myst shut the door and bounced onto her bed. She waited a second before going back to the door and opening it.

"OH and I would have put you on my bed but your um brother said it was fine to put you on your bed because you deserved it."

She smiled and waved then went back into the room. The entire day had been tiring and she did a frog splat onto her bed. She curled up into a ball and yawned. Her glowsticks on her body going dim but she didn't notice as she had already began to fall asleep.

[Robert Gray]

He grumbled, and went into the bathroom to towel off. Hereally did hae her, and diddnt feel bad about it. He hated everyone.

When he was finaly dry, he looked at all the shit she had brought with her. It was clogging up HIS room. She had played HIS gmes, messed with HIS shit. Blamed HIM for walking in on her.

He thought she was cute, but he hated everyone. Even himself. He hated Blue much less than he hated most people, but he hated her none the less. He hated her a lot, but still, less than he hated others.

Mostly because she was adorable.

"G'night, Blue."

He hopped into bed, or rather, into plush. He was asleep again in minutes.