stars and stripes forever

Elijah was startled by the outburst, body tensing at the sound of the doors opening, but once he saw who it was he relaxed considerably. “Hey, Brooklyn. Welcome back.”

“Elijah!” Brooklyn beamed, giving him a quick hug. “You too! How was break?”

“ow. must everyone at this school be so loud? some of us are still trying to pretend we’re still on vacation.”

“That’s unfortunate!” Brooklyn yelled in his ear. “I have no time for grumps, Stark.”

“Someone’s excited.” Margot smirked to herself, sitting in the corner of the cafeteria. “I’m sure your adoring public can’t wait to see you, Brooks.”

Brooklyn skipped over to her sister, sitting down and grinning. “I have to give my people what they want...which is me!”

aka brooklyn’s ultimate fear

         “I can’t help it,” he tried to hide. “It’s just… it’s a cartwheel. It’s a common melee technique to escape close-range combat. At least some form of it. Can you do any form of it?”

“You’re so mean.” She pouted. “Also I don’t understand why rolling on your hands would help you get out any faster or unscathed.”  Brooklyn crossed her arms. “I don’t wanna do it now because you’re gonna laugh at me!”

       There was a pause. “Brooklyn… you can’t do a cartwheel?”

“...Don’t say it like that!”

[ message: Brooklyn ]: What if he gets an anonymous tip?

[ message: Brooklyn ]: Wow, thanks.