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Picking her up.

"Will Vandom are you even listening to me? I swear you must have gotten it from your father because you sure didn't get it from me. You are irresponsible, you refuse to respect any form of authority, your grades keep slipping, and you are now sneaking in and out of the house! What am I supposed to think? You are not making this easy on me! Don't look away! Look at me. You are grounded. I want your cell phone. It's not coming back this time. And by grounded I mean kiss your swim coach goodbye."

A young red head twisted into a fetal position tangling herself farther between her sheets as the memories from her past week continued to slip into her dreams. Her breathing becoming more and more rapid as her brain served to remind her of every fault she possessed.

"Will! You don't care ! You just don't care! Admit it! You could care less about Elyon! God ! You're always late! I don't understand how someone can be late to every single practice. God! I don't know how you were chosen as a leader because right now Phobos has us beat in every single way. He has you out maneuvered and you don't even care. He has manipulated an innocent girl. He convinced my best friend that I am an enemy. He is going to destroy both of our worlds and you can't even bring your self to care. I'm leaving, before I say something I regret. Come find me when you stop drowning in apathy."

The redhead shifted again causing her blankets to begin to smother her. Sweat began to appear on her forehead. She was shivering in her sleep. As every second passed her face dawned a look of more and more pain. The darkness casting a shadow over her head, as her corroded soul tried to find solace.

"Will! I am only saying this because I care. As your history teacher, I must state what I have observed. You don't apply yourself. You could be so much more. But as it stands right now you are nothing. You are lower than dirt when you don't even try. You can't even bring yourself to stay awake in my class. That is when you show up. You are ruining your future. Do you want to go to college? Do you want a good job ? As it stands you can't even get a job flipping burgers. When you want to change, if it's not to late, come find me."

The same redhead twisted again now with half of her body falling off her twin bed. A stuffed frog had found itself sitting over her nose. Her pillow was now across the room and her sheets were completely restraining her lower body. The temporary paraplegic couldn't escape as her memories of the past week continued. Some part of her mind rationed that it was now time for the next eventful day. Sunday.

Her minds eye showed of a rainy street on a gray day with speeding cars and puddles reflecting dark clouds. A teenage redhead was sitting on a bench waiting for a bus alone and praying that the rain wasn't going to return before she could find an awning to hide under. Closing her eyes she shivered wondering where her pink jacket had been left. Another necessity that she had neglected.

Before her thoughts could continue, the sky released it's wrath upon our young red head. The slightest protest reached her lips as she murmured "Oh great."

"Mmm I love the rain. And the puddles. The way that the world cool down a few degrees and then the whole water aspect. Well it's just perfect for someone who can control water."

A seemingly random brunette proclaimed as she slid across the bench invading the red heads personal space.

"Irma?"

"You look wet. Here. Before you say no. Remember who the person is that can control the water and keep from actually getting wet."

Irma was already out of her rain slicker and had somehow *Will had no idea how* gotten the article of clothing over the red head.

Will found herself smiling in the presence of her fellow guardian under seemingly random circumstances.

Irma had never been one to criticize her. She had somehow always found a way to make Will laugh or defuse a situation that could have taken a negative turn. The thing about the brunette that Will found herself respecting most was how Irma was always on the wrong side of a certain earth controlling blonde. Both of them had a great amount of respect for the other knowing the hazards of angering Cornelia.

"Come here often?"

"I thought I was supposed to be the funny one. What am I going to do. I have no identity any more. I'm lost. What should I do?"

Again Will found a smile creeping back onto her face.

"Become a clingy and dependent girlfriend to Marvin?"

At Will's statement Irma snorted. Actually snorted then spread her arms over the back of the bench. Causing slight contact between herself and our now smiling red head.

"Well that or use my powers for good and save the world……wait ….. I think I might already be helping do that. You know, I hate how no one knows who we are. We save a town and what do we get? GROUNDED! Bat Man never had this problem."

Irma's rant stimulated Will's laughter. Until a semi sped through a puddle that just happened to be located in front of them . The unfortunate result was two soaked teenagers.

"Well that was lovely. Just like sea world. Something huge and fast goes by and you're left shivering and wishing that you had a towel."

"What happened to 'I'm can control water and stay dry?"

Will asked giving her companion a once over and realizing that they were equally soaked. Irma in true to herself fashion decided to show how she felt by dramatically raising her arms and shouting.

"I'M MELTING ! I LOST MY STRENGTH AND NOW I AM MELTING!"

Will quickly glanced around then placed her head in her hands as people paused to give them both startled and slightly fearful looks. The thing that even Irma missed was the smile on her face. Irma was beginning to think that she had gone to far and began to slow down until Will decided to throw her two cents in.

"Irma. Stop before the realize that we escaped from that horrible place. The one with the straight jackets and needles."

Upon Will finishing that statement a police car slowed to a halt next to them. As it slowed fear and adrenalin pulsed through each girl as they shouted in unison,

"RUN!"

"Irma Lair you know better than that! Hello Will. You're both going to be spending the night together. Will your mom called and asked if we could look after you tonight. She has a date or something. Miss. Lair, Irma's brother, and I will be out tonight at a school function, so you and Irma are on your own for food."

Both girls instantly shouted.

"Pizza!"

As they willing stepped into the back of a squad car. Irma's father chuckling as the girls strapped themselves in.

While the girls were coming in, the rest of the family was leaving. Both of Irma's parents leaving strict instructions for her while simply offering Will a goodbye. Once they were alone both of them fell back on the couch adopting a similar position to their early one at the bus stop.

"What's with busses in this town? We sat there for like an hour."

"We should probably dry off."

"Ok hey if you're spending the night we are getting into our pjs now. Comfort is everything."

Will laughed as she followed Irma up stairs into her room to have a pair of green mountain dew pj pants thrown at her and then a purple shirt with a pink frog on it.

"I am no Cornelia but Irma these don't match in the slightest. And what drug was the person that made this shirt on?"

Irma only laughed and grabbed her blue basketball shorts and a red tee shirt.

"That my dear Will is the point."

Both of them laughed and found themselves quickly changing before heading down for a dinner of Pizza, that had magically appeared before they had gotten there, and soda which they ate and drank on the couch.

"Man how late are your parents going to be out?"

Will found herself asking.

"Probably took Chris out for ice cream. Want to watch a few movie. We just got HBO."

Irma's sing song vocals instantly had Will agreeing and sneaking up stairs while Irma found something. Will quickly grabbed Irma's pillows and her blanket before heading back hoping not to miss anything. Soon she was finding herself standing in front of the couch .

"Will? Are those my pillows?"

"Weren't you the one that said that comfort is everything?"

"Are you answering my questions with questions?"

"What are you going to do about it?"

"What do you think I should do about it?

BAM!

The sound of an explosion and glass shattering had Will jumping and landing on top of Irma pillows and all. Both girls were momentarily lost under a blanket and as they excavated themselves laughter erupted.

"Was that the movie?"

"Aren't you getting tired of this?"

"Would you like to share that blanket?"

Will's question was prompted by Irma stealing all of the blankets and hogging them on her side of the couch. Before she could reply though she found that Will was next to her stealing some blanket for herself.

The last question was made by Irma who was employing Will as a body pillow.

"Are you falling asleep too?"

When Irma's parents found them, Irma's father carrying in his sleeping son, the sight that they saw became a Kodak moment. Literally. Irma was leaning on Will's shoulder Will was leaning on the arm of the couch with a blanket covering both of them.

(end of Sunday back to the present time)

The frog that had been resting on the red head's face had now found its self to be in the same position of Irma the night before. The red head was once again sleeping peacefully and across town there was a brunette who seemed to be having the same dream.

I am going to be fairly clear about this.

this will be a

will irma story .

but

except for a few points if you want to read it and pretent that it isn't you can.