Normal? Far From it

"No, you’re not. And I’m not expecting you to do so, but I really need to explain you something, and I can’t do it here." He looked right and left without moving his head, there were just a few persons in the corridor, they weren’t paying much attention to them, but still it was not safe to stay there.

She took a moment to look up at him. Still transparent, she frowned at his suggestion. She didn't anything to do with him, much less actually go someplace with him. All she wanted to do was to go away. She didn't want to be stuck here anymore. They were wrong. Violet had powers and she wasn't making them up. If she got- no, when she got out- she could be anything she wanted to be. 

"Is there any specific moment in history that you’ve always wanted to see with your own eyes? Like, I don’t know, Queen Elizabeth’s coronation or something like that?" He tried to sound totally random, and didn’t make such a big deal of it. Like if it really wasn’t important.

"No... not really..." Violet sighed. "I've never really been into history that much. I like it and everything, but I just don't know..." Violet trailed off. He must have had some sort of purpose for asking her and it was rude of her not to answer the question. She couldn't afford to be the sarcastic, moody, teenager girl she usually was right now.

He straightened up as she yelled at him, adopting a more serious look on his face, of course he didn’t think of all that as a game, it was very serious, but even the most serious things can be taken a bit lighter. Humor is not supposed to kill anyone. Anyway, he knew it was not okay to make fun of stupid things in moments like these. He bit his lip and looked down, feeling like a kid being punished by his mother: guilty, ashamed and ridiculous. He looked up at her again, this time straight in the eyes, listening carefully. Her deep blue eyes looked furious. And Wilbur knew she was right, she was right about everything she was saying, and it made him kind of anry, but at the same time he felt bad for her.

No this couldn't be happening again. Shaking her head, she backed into the wall behind her. For the first time, she realized that she had been cornered. Soon he would call for backup and they would take her back to her room, talk to her, and then decide that she needed to spend a week or two in the room with the white walls, stuck in straight jacket. Closing her eyes, she prayed for a miracle.

As the girl smiled, he started smiling again, now sure that this was a good idea. There was just one more question, and they still had a few more minutes of walking.

"...Sure..." Violet trailed off, a mysterious smile settling on her face. Tilting her head, she pushed the her hair out of her face. She looked up at him. 

"I’m pregnant with your baby." (because I can)

"Shit, I’m sorry, Vi. I shouldn’t have said that… Sorry." Wilbur hugged her, not sure why he was acting like that. He pulled back and looked at her, thinking… "Would you mind… I’ll be right back. Five seconds, to be exact." He looked at his watch, jumped into his ship and disappeared, just to be back in a few seconds. 

Violet stood awkwardly as he hugged her, unsure what to do. As he rambled, Violet gave him a confused smile. She watched as he left, only to return seconds later, the confused look still on her face. 

"I’m pregnant with your baby." (because I can)

She let out a small breath. “Oh…” Well, she hadn’t been looking forward to that response. She thought something would have triggered his memory, but apparently it didn’t.

"It’s okay." Wilbur wished he was faking his lack of memory, but he didn’t remember a thing. Well, with negation, confusion and acceptance already overcomed, despair started to take over him.

Violet watched as he paced around. Her eyes lowered in shame and embarrassment. She didn't really have a plan. As she listened to him mumble to himself, she cursed mentally in her head for even telling him.

Wilbur kept smiling while he looked forward to the road. He was distracted, immersed in his own thoughts when it occured to him that maybe she didn’t like heighs.

"Heights?" she asked, a mysterious looking smile on her face. She wasn't afraid. Violet knew that. She wasn't afraid a lot of things regular people were afraid of. But then again, when had she ever been considered normal?

Perfect, thay were almost at the end of the corridor and there were no doors to bust in, then again, she could turn invisible if she pleased, the only thing that kept her from doing it was the white hospital coat that would remain visible. He kept running after her, and his sneakers kept making that annoying noise whenever he stepped.

The smile that had momentarily been on her face slipped away. Panting, she took in the scene, fingers running through her hair.

"I’m pregnant with your baby." (because I can)

Violet nodded her head very slowly as she looked up at him, a hidden grin trying to find it’s way onto her face. She couldn’t help it. The way he was reacting was adorable.

She let out a small breath. "Oh..." Well, she hadn't been looking forward to that response. She thought something would have triggered his memory, but apparently it didn't.

Suddenly, the greatest idea ever crossed his mind at that last simple question. How come he hadn’t thought of this before? Smiling brightly at her he answered. “Yeah, why don’t we go back to the first place we were in? Before we started walking down the street.” It was weird, Wilbur couldn't tell when that had been or how long they had been spending time together…

She arched an eyebrow in response. Considering the amount of time she was spending with him, Violet didn't know what to do. Relieved that he was taking over, she nodded slowly in response, as if testing the idea.

"I never said freak show, don’t put words in my mouth." He joked puting his hands up. He’ll just stop doing questions for now, Wilbur had the feeling that she didn’t want to answer any personal questions.

He listened at her interested, he knew there was more… but he didn’t want to bother her. “Really? So, no tragic backstory or anything?” A soft chuckle escaped after he finished the sentence, he looked at Vi into the eyes, maybe trying to find something, anything else… He wanted to know more about her.

"Tragic? Am I some kind of freak show that needs one?" Violet let out a harsh bitter laugh at this. She didn't have a tragic backstory. If anything, it was upsetting. She didn't talk much about herself and she had reasons to. 

Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts.

[here’s a few more]

"I’m pregnant with your baby." (because I can)

Violet nodded her head very slowly as she looked up at him, a hidden grin trying to find it's way onto her face. She couldn't help it. The way he was reacting was adorable.

"My parents know."