MasukWhat have you done?" Hissed Mia overlooking Marc, who stared wide-eyed James as if he were an alien. What he perhaps was not so wrong.
"What is wrong with you people the hell ?! This is not a breath fresheners, which is poison !! "
"Breath fresh?" Mia repeated blankly and James waved a fairly empty deodorant bottle.
"Tell me now do not, you'll be breathing the stuff"
James nodded and coughed. "You did not happen to more orange juice?"
"Marc!"
Marc moved paralyzed in the kitchen and Mia had serious concerns for his health, the bottle again taught as James in a train and then got up as if nothing had happened.
"Now tell me something!" Mia Marc asked, had established himself as James again and the Deowolken had escaped from the broken window.
"Are ... are my shorts?"
James looked down at himself. "Quite possible"
"Mimi ... why the guy wearing my shorts?"
"Because his dirty ... were ...?". Suddenly she realized how wrong that sounded. "Hey, just do not think that is because something went. I met him this morning at the ... at the kiosk. Is so, or James? "
James nodded affirming.
"And then you take him and leaves him with us to shower and wear my shorts?"
An awkward silence arose.
"Yes / Yes. He was just sympathetic to me "
Marc's eyebrows rose another notch.
"I also have the world ret ... Ouch!". James rubbed his offended his shoulder, had just beaten to the Mia.
"All good. He now lives up here. but we have a room available anyway, since Julius moved out, is not it? "
"Wait ..." interjected James. "They have lived with three guys in an apartment?"
"The question everyone," said Marc. "She's a bit different, for that matter"
Now James hiked his eyebrows up. "Oh ... it's from the other side?"
"NO!" Mia shouted applied. "No, I'm not, and even if, it would not matter! Want to now the room or not? "
Now the attention was back on James what Mia was not necessarily sad. As had been raised a bunch of misunderstandings just who were not necessarily productive for the situation.
"I do not think I'll stay longer. I have to continue. But thanks for the shower! "
Mia stared James aghast.
"Like right now?!"
"What?"
"You have taken my bathroom window, are almost bled to death on my tiles and now you just lives again ?!"
"He did what ?!"
Aghast stormed Marc James and Mia over to the bathroom. "He has taken the window !!" he exclaimed in disbelief.
"You do not say, Sherlock ..." sighed James.
"Sherlock? Now tell me you know Sherlock Holmes, "called Mia.
"Of course I know Sherlock Holmes. An old school friend of mine. But now also does not matter. I would in fact be happy, I have to do some more! "
Marc was so busy staring at the pieces that he got nothing from the conversation.
"But then I want to!" Exclaimed Mia.
"That will not do"
"Oh no? You owe me something!"
"Yes and? I do not care!"
"Then I want the clothes again have". Mia crossed her arms over her chest.
"Gift is given!" James said defiantly. His violet pupils flashed rebellious. "And stolen repeat is!"
"Yes and? I do not care!"
James was taken aback. Then he nodded slowly. "You're really clever ..."
"Since when do I have the 'you' allowed?"
"I would say, since you addressed me with 'you'"
Mia paused. "You're really clever"
James grinned. Mia also. Briefly she wondered what would happen if he was an alien. And would fly away with her. Wherever.
"Mimiiiii" cried Marc, raising depressed one of the bloodied shards into the air. "Do you know what that costs?"
Mia nodded absently and she knew that James was thinking the same thing as them. They breathed both one, sat down at the same time and said:
"I should stay with"
"What?!"
"I should come," repeated Mia.
"You should stay here," James repeated.
Mia gave him a slap. Just like Reflex. You really could not help it. Something you got used to what happens when you lived with three men.
"Ouch ... what was that for now ...?" James rubbed his cheek. "You really should stay here!"
Mia really could not help it ... the slap reflex was simply unavoidable.
Mia ..."There was a voice. Mia tried to open his eyes, but everything was bathed in blinding white. No more headaches. No drawing in the back. Warmth everywhere and the absolute immateriality, a feeling of weightlessness as flowed through all her limbs."What? ..." she wanted to ask, but all she got out, was a pitiful sound."Sssh ...", it came back. "Do not speak. Stay calm. Please do not be alarmed now, we are nothing "Everything in it tightened. Since the memories were back. James. Where was James? She desperately tried to move."Shhh!" The voice went again. "All is well. It's me, James "Relieved, she sighed with relief. Okay. So you had made it. Or not? They were nothing ..."It's all right," continued James continued as if he had read her mind. "We made it. The machine is destroyed. But we have destroyed the time vacuum. It was a bit like was in the hall with the head ... that moment everywhere and when we demolished the power
Blurred view she staggered to the switchboard."There's no off switch ..." she mumbled confused. "There must be a switch give ..."She desperately looked up at James. Each color was now gone from his face."I did not poison you ..." she cried. "It was just a biscuit ..."James smiled weakly. He was not angry with her. As well as? He was never angry with her.But he still had not let go. And, although it's really a pain to be had, since hanging up. And that meant ..."Wait," cried, Mia, "You still have hope! There is a solution, there is a way! James! James !! ""Do not rejoice too soon ..." gasped James hoarse. "But there is a switch. There is always a. He is pretty well protected ... "How automatically migrated Mia's look at a small tube between all the buttons. Their premonition was confirmed: behind was a red button. And she knew at least since the elevator: it was always the red button that was crucial.But her fing
Quick!" He cried. "There is a lot more to come! We need to get up there! To the main supply! "He pointed to the glass capsule was mounted in a kind of column, the sticking wound with cables in height. There were little more than a few meters. Mia smiled relieved. That was easier than I thought.With a few leaps she was with James, who was still pretty green around the nose and followed him on the stand of cables. The room still served as a fortress, not a quake came out to here. For that now the door opened. There were white elves. Lots. White elves.James bit into the handle of the gun and went to the climbing. Mia followed him as fast as it came, and again she cursed herself for being so so been bad in sports."Seize! You must not stop our plan for revenge! "The Weißelfin screamed shrilly. They had arrived in person.And it was not as easy as thought .. James had almost reached the top of the column, in which the cables led and stretched a
Suddenly the idyll of the area was destroyed by a violent earthquake. The floor bucked beneath her feet, gave the shelves among them by. All of a sudden the world consisted of the flutter of frightened sides and the dull impacts of covers on the floor. Within seconds, Mia gave legs under the hits after and then everything was dark at once. Someone choked.And the quake was not to; On the contrary, a shock followed the next and so more and more weight was added on her back. The grandfather screamed in agony and shortly thereafter someone rummaged through the sea of bric-Krams and scooped Mia's body free. James pulled her to her feet and tried swaying to keep on his feet, as around them screamed the world. He was pale."D ... you n ... not z..zufällig V ... Vitamin C ... C, O ... right?""What have you done ?! again," Mia stumbled to the side, again rebelled against his burden than the bottom."I ... I told you ... Ha ... Hafera ... allergiee ..."
Really ?!" asked Mia disbelief. "Wardrobe? Yet again?!"James was stopped by a gray tuft of fur from replying. It was a dog. Indeed. A space dog. He looked a little like an Old English Sheepdog, with bright orange eyes. As James. Just as a dog. Mia laughed.But then she was interrupted by a further, massive quake that everything brought to wobble. Only now she looked around and found that they were replete with all sorts of things in a tiny room. A globe. A map with abstruse landscapes it. A huge, old clock, which was equipped with 16 instead of 12 digits. And now it all crashed to the ground. Tiny shelves overflowing with books, now poured its contents over the floor like a rain of letters. James grabbed again Mia's hand and pulled her out the door, which was their only salvation from the hard bindings.The dog followed them, tail wagging, as if all that did not notice. The pure joy of their presence spoke from his blank eyes and involuntarily Mia wondered what
"... but actually I think it's quite nice as world savior"It seemed as if he had a little resigned to himself, as he had told his story. Mia smiled and looked at him.Imperceptibly, their faces had come a little closer. Mia knew she had to try at least once to kiss him. Just to see if there perhaps but could not give more than friendship a bit.She felt his breath on her face. He had closed his eyes. They did the sameand then they kissed. It was not very long, intimate kiss, but he was special. She thought of the people with the universe-eye, to the White Elves, the fat woman from the wedding switch and the husband she had kicked into the water, which the chameleon-people and everything else they had experienced together. As friends. Not as a couple. As friends.Slowly pulled apart.For a while nothing happened.Her lips still tingled.Then they shook their heads in unison."No," James said."Simply no," nodded