students try to get through the outraged elf robots. Nico, floating overhead with the rest of the school staff, has a grin on his face. Once the teams get the clues, they'll be switched around, the next group facing off against one of the three, or one of his traps. It'll keep them busy for the entire day.
"You're breaking the rules for this, aren't you?" Superior says over Nico's earbud, using the family line. "You know the repercussions for doing that too often."
"I do," Nico says, laughing his head off as Trent waves his arms through the air, trying to find Brandon. "Totally worth it," he declares. "I couldn't have picked a better team for this game if I'd tried. These three are brilliant evasive types, probably the best I've ever seen--or they will be, when I'm done with them. It would have been stupid of me to not step in, regardless of the threat of getting listed. This is the perfect training practice for them."
"I see," Superior says. "You have a good point."
Back on the field, Freddy can't help the massive grin that crosses his face as he hears everyone shouting and laughing. Maybe his day wasn't heart-wrenching, or touching (AT ALL), or even have a point, but hey, HE'S having fun! Once in a while, that's really all you need.
Advent Calendar - Day Eleven
Her name is Piper. She's all of fourteen years old, and would be classified as a telepathic dream walker, if she weren't so afraid of using her powers. She hasn't slept at night in over a year, so she's ALWAYS sleepy during the day. She yawns, covering her mouth with a hand as she stares at the phone in her hand. She doesn't remember signing up for this, she thinks with an inward sigh. It means talking to someone.
Well... she looks around her room, trying to figure out what in the world she can do that hasn't been done, or would be done better by someone else. There is... one thing, she thinks as she gets out of her bed and wanders into the den of the dorms. People jerk slightly as they see her, their eyes widening slightly at the sight of her out in public by choice. Sure, she'd volunteered and worked on Max's team, but that had been silent peer pressure. Everyone had done that--well, everyone other than Sandra.
"Piper?" Rocco asks, looking at her curiously. "Is there something wrong? I thought you went to bed."
"I need to..." she says, only to yawn again, "talk with Ace," she says, still half-yawning. "Will he help me?"
"Sure," Justin says, looking over from where he's gaming. "Do you need anyone else?"
"Ummm... someone with... lots of pillows," she says after thinking for a long moment. "And blankets."
The entire room looks around and Rocco pulls out his phone. "Max?" he says a second later. "Piper wants help with getting pillows and blankets."
"Piper does?" Max asks. "Let me--" he hangs up on Rocco and Piper jerks as her phone rings for the very first time. She stares at it for a second before answering.
"Hello?"
"How many and what type?" Max asks.
"Lots and um... lots," she decides.
"Got it," he says.
"But I should owe you something, right?" she asks around a yawn.
"Don't worry about it," he says before hanging up.
A few moments later her phone rings again. She stares at it for a long moment before answering. "Hello?" she asks.
"Hi, Piper," Ace says, his tone soft. "Justin texted me. You wanted my help?"
"Um, yes, please," she says, looking confused. "But we've never talked, have we?" she says almost to herself, starting to wake up from the dreamy state and remember the facts.
"Nope, but that's fine," Ace says. "I'd be happy to help. What is it you want to do?"
She looks around, seeing several curious looks, and heads back to her room before answering. That she yawns several times during the short trip is completely ignored on her behalf. She's ALWAYS yawning, after all. She's even sleepier than Sunny is, most of the time! "I want to tell a story," she says after closing her door. "Just a simple Christmas story," she adds. "Can you
"You're breaking the rules for this, aren't you?" Superior says over Nico's earbud, using the family line. "You know the repercussions for doing that too often."
"I do," Nico says, laughing his head off as Trent waves his arms through the air, trying to find Brandon. "Totally worth it," he declares. "I couldn't have picked a better team for this game if I'd tried. These three are brilliant evasive types, probably the best I've ever seen--or they will be, when I'm done with them. It would have been stupid of me to not step in, regardless of the threat of getting listed. This is the perfect training practice for them."
"I see," Superior says. "You have a good point."
Back on the field, Freddy can't help the massive grin that crosses his face as he hears everyone shouting and laughing. Maybe his day wasn't heart-wrenching, or touching (AT ALL), or even have a point, but hey, HE'S having fun! Once in a while, that's really all you need.
Advent Calendar - Day Eleven
Her name is Piper. She's all of fourteen years old, and would be classified as a telepathic dream walker, if she weren't so afraid of using her powers. She hasn't slept at night in over a year, so she's ALWAYS sleepy during the day. She yawns, covering her mouth with a hand as she stares at the phone in her hand. She doesn't remember signing up for this, she thinks with an inward sigh. It means talking to someone.
Well... she looks around her room, trying to figure out what in the world she can do that hasn't been done, or would be done better by someone else. There is... one thing, she thinks as she gets out of her bed and wanders into the den of the dorms. People jerk slightly as they see her, their eyes widening slightly at the sight of her out in public by choice. Sure, she'd volunteered and worked on Max's team, but that had been silent peer pressure. Everyone had done that--well, everyone other than Sandra.
"Piper?" Rocco asks, looking at her curiously. "Is there something wrong? I thought you went to bed."
"I need to..." she says, only to yawn again, "talk with Ace," she says, still half-yawning. "Will he help me?"
"Sure," Justin says, looking over from where he's gaming. "Do you need anyone else?"
"Ummm... someone with... lots of pillows," she says after thinking for a long moment. "And blankets."
The entire room looks around and Rocco pulls out his phone. "Max?" he says a second later. "Piper wants help with getting pillows and blankets."
"Piper does?" Max asks. "Let me--" he hangs up on Rocco and Piper jerks as her phone rings for the very first time. She stares at it for a second before answering.
"Hello?"
"How many and what type?" Max asks.
"Lots and um... lots," she decides.
"Got it," he says.
"But I should owe you something, right?" she asks around a yawn.
"Don't worry about it," he says before hanging up.
A few moments later her phone rings again. She stares at it for a long moment before answering. "Hello?" she asks.
"Hi, Piper," Ace says, his tone soft. "Justin texted me. You wanted my help?"
"Um, yes, please," she says, looking confused. "But we've never talked, have we?" she says almost to herself, starting to wake up from the dreamy state and remember the facts.
"Nope, but that's fine," Ace says. "I'd be happy to help. What is it you want to do?"
She looks around, seeing several curious looks, and heads back to her room before answering. That she yawns several times during the short trip is completely ignored on her behalf. She's ALWAYS yawning, after all. She's even sleepier than Sunny is, most of the time! "I want to tell a story," she says after closing her door. "Just a simple Christmas story," she adds. "Can you
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