Someone is going to DIE.

[redcinemareel]

Character(s): The Worst Family Ever™ (because they're gonna all get involved I'm sure)
Location: The dorms, on the weekend
Rating: PG13-R because of the epic feud that is Grell & Espio
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: The Saga continues.

Grell stepped out from her dorm, dressed in a simple red pencil skirt and white oversized sweater and red pumps. She was simply going for a stroll, and hopefully find Marco so he could join her. She hummed happily when she stepped out, in a good mood.

How could this day go wrong?

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[espio]

The fact she opened the door at the same time as her favourite chameleon, who had just this week moved into the room directly across from her. Not deliberately, of course, because living so close to Grell and Marco frankly struck Espio the Chameleon as a really bad idea, but hey. It meant he got to share with Toby again, which was fine.

Espio, for his part, was in a reasonably pleasant mood himself, so - despite the fact Grell seemed to be ignoring him lately, offered her a "hi" that was almost cheerful by his standards.

the keywords match the content! XD

[redcinemareel]

Oh, he was there. At the same time. Whatever smile she had on her face, whatever cheery demeanor she had, it was washed away upon seeing him. And how could he be so cheerful?!

Grell only looked at him with righteous indignation and turned on her heel, away from him.

[espio]

"You're gonna have to start talking to me at some point!" Espio called after her. Frankly, he still didn't understand what her deal was at the moment. Was she still mad that he told her she was being a drama queen when she was hurt on that island? The one she was supposed to get hurt?

Well, it didn't feel right, not having her picking arguments with him. So, he followed her, despite the fact she very clearly didn't want to deal with him. "It's not right without you screaming at me!"

[redcinemareel]

It was easy for Grell to know that Espio was following her. She simply looked over her shoulder with a dirty look and rolled her eyes at him.

Now he cared? Well, it was too little, too late! Her pace was quick because heels give you that luxury by elongating your stride, if one was used to heels.

[fierybluebird]

"Kitten, slow down," Marco sighed, catching the tail end of the conversation, and grabbing her by the arm, before offering one and a leg for Espio.

"He was worried sick about you, eh? Just too dumb to say it," Marco gave Espio a look and mouthed that now would be a good time to start saying as much.

[espio]

"Huh?"

That didn't quite work, unfortunately. Of course Espio cared, he just wasn't the type to show it to the people he cared about. And because he kind of counted Grell among the people he figured knew this, he didn't exactly connect her current anger with him with the reason for it.

"You actually have some idea what she's mad at me for this time?"

Please enlighten him.

[fierybluebird]

"You tell him," Marco gestured and refused to let go of Grell, just in case.

DAMN NINJA PIRATES

[redcinemareel]

Hey, there was Marco--

Being grabbed by the arm wasn't the best way to get her attention now. She yanked her arm away angrily, or she tried to. Damnit, why is Marco so strong?

"Bollocks! If he doesn't even know, then we're both simply wasting our time "talking" about it." Grell used air quotes that she learned about a while ago. "Now I think I'll be taking a walk by myself."

Can't a woman storm off dramaically without interruption? "LET GO!"

>:)

[fierybluebird]

Marco rolls his eyes, "He was worried sick about you, are you going to tell him why you're still mad or aren't you? Like it or not, you're still family! Repair this!"

[espio]

Espio just stared at them, confused for a moment, before sighing. "Please don't tell me this is about your injury..." he said. "What did you expect out of me? Sympathy? Pity? A get well card? Like I'd bug you with that crap."

He pointed at Marco.

"I just checked up on you with him."

[redcinemareel]

She was so close to throwing Marco. Grell was spared from replying (although she intended to not reply anyway) when Espio spoke up. She rolled her eyes at his response.

"The next you want to check on me, how about you cut the middle man! You have the decency to show such care to Marco and Toby, but when it comes to me, you deliberately do the opposite! And you wonder why I ignore you?! Don't be so thick!

I don't expect sympathy, Espio, but you knew your comments would only cause an argument, as they usually do. I was NOT up for an argument."

She then cut her eyes over to Marco.

"If you don't let go, you'll REGRET IT." Last warning, blue bird.

[fierybluebird]

Marco sighed and let go, "Every day. On the hour. On the minute. If you're going to be mad at him for his inability to express showing how he cares properly, punishing him by not talking to him isn't going to help, Kitten."

[espio]

Espio just shot an irritated look at Marco. "She didn't need to know that detail!" he grumbled. Because clearly, the fact he pretty much harassed Marco over how well Grell was doing was irrelevent to this whole thing.

"Uh, Grell? I didn't know how bad it was until you acted completely out of character - you know, you backed out of an argument. I had a whole bunch of other injured people to deal with, and you're someone I expect to handle anything - how was I to know?

"And after that, what, exactly, would have happened if I'd dared grace you with my presence, huh?" Espio pointed out. "Of course I was gonna ask Marco. Besides, you kind of mock me when I care, so I did tell him not to mention it."

ICE CREAM THREAD!

[redcinemareel]

Grell waited outside the dorm room for Toby. Hopefully he'll be wearing something sane.

"Toby! Are you done?!" She called out.

[corruptedsouls]

"Yeah, Mom!"

At least Tobias' taste in pajamas didn't seem to extend to his normal clothing, seeing as he came out in a black t-shirt, jeans, and boots. His hair was still a little messed up, but otherwise he seemed presentable enough.

"Let's go!"

[redcinemareel]

Smiling brightly, Grell looped her arm around Toby's as they walked toward the exit. She ran a hand through his hair with the other hand. "I can barely see you under there!"

[corruptedsouls]

"I brushed it, though."

Tobias blinked a little, tilting his head.

"What was going on with you and Espio and Dad?"

[redcinemareel]

"...yes, yes you did." Grell didn't expect Toby to understand the importance of not having his hair not cut right.

She sighed softly, waving her hand dismissively. "A bit of a disagreement. Don't worry about it! It's been resolved for the moment. Your father was just a mediator."

A meddlesome one at that.

"So, tell me, how have you been lately~?"

[corruptedsouls]

Hm. Well, if she said so, Tobias wasn't going to pry. Instead, he smiles brightly, glancing around.

"I've been practicing."

[redcinemareel]

Grell rose an eyebrow at the statement.

"Practicing what?"

[corruptedsouls]

"My powers."

Said simply, but he was clearly proud of it.

"I can control it now!"

[redcinemareel]

"You have? That's quite the accomplishment!" Grell squeezed his arm in encouragement. "Did you do this on your own?"

[corruptedsouls]

"Yeah! I've been practicing by myself so I wouldn't have to worry about them so much. I even got rid of the hand!"

[redcinemareel]

"How so?" Grell looked over to his hand, as if she would find something different.

[corruptedsouls]

He shook his head a little.

"I mean the corrupted one. It's gone now, even if I take off the bracelet."