The Inexplicable Exploits of the Dork Corps

Part XII - Damn... Its Like Lion King Here

"We are the corps. And we love you all!" Several people clicked photos of them and even a few journalists took photos and frantically scribbled down information about the group. They walked down the steps and disappeared into the crowd. Well somewhat, Carter was still wearing stilts after all. They made there way to the edge of the crush of people and found a large rock big enough for all of them to sit on for a moment and collect themselves. Fire suddenly burst out laughing and said,

"Guys. We're lion king."

"Wh-what?"

"Well we're all dressed up you know? And we're sitting here on this rock?" She giggled again, "Come on! We're pride rock!" A chorus of snorts and giggles spread through the team as they all relaxed enjoying the late morning sun filtered through the thick fog

Gonna catch 'em all cause he's Danny line break!

Shat and Kat had gone to bed and Nemesis was watching a murder mystery at an almost non existent volume, and sitting on the couch next to Fire, who was cradling a mug of cocoa. Carter had worn himself out emotionally, and the boy had fallen asleep next to his two friends. He had fallen over sideways, his head cradled in Nemesis' lap and his feet spreadeagled over Fire's lap. Nemesis was slowly carding her fingers through the tri color ombre, admiring the soft hairs so different from her wire like curls. She'd lost the thread of the show and was instead concentrating on the soundly asleep boy in her lap,

"Poor kid." Fire commented, taking a sip from her hot chocolate. Nemesis a humming noise of agreement and continued playing with his hair. She whispered,

"He exhausted himself up there today. I'm just glad he's still with us, you know? That was some heavy shit he told us about up on stage..." Fire snorted and Nemesis shushed her,

"It wasn't all that bad, compared to me and... well I have no idea what happened to you, but it must have been pretty bad for you to run off and start what is technically a six person gang." Nemesis let out a breathy laugh and brush the bangs away from his face. She looked curiously down at his face and asked,

"Where'd he get the scar on his cheek?" she traced the thin line that started just beneath his ear and ended at the hinge of his jaw with her thumb.

"Do we ask about the bullet scar in your shoulder?"

"How did you-"

"Your pajama shirt hangs over your shoulder... that shiny divot can only be from a gun."

"Well you're right..." she unconsciously rubbed the scar on her shoulder before returning to running her fingers through the mess of Carter's hair,

"How'd you get that?"

"Hypocrite. But, yeah I lived in Texas for a couple months, got lost on a hunting trip, they mistook me for a deer. I've got a similar scar on my thigh."

"Ouch."

"Yeah... but its all in the past now, I'd rather stay in the moment." She smiled and closed her eyes, still carding her fingers, "Its a good moment."

"And Carter will never know?"

"Carter will never know or I'll give you an interesting scar."

"Point taken... I'm gonna head off to bed, see if I can bat off some nightmares, feel free to stay out here fondling Carter for a few hours."

"Hey! I'm not-"

"Goodnight now!" Nemesis grumbled but returned her full attention to the sleeping boy in her lap, and stated playing with his hair again saying,

"God... All of us are more alike then we thought. This explains a lot... I got your mother abused you but still... I get that you're a little touch starved, so I'll try to fill the void a bit, even if its only when your sleeping." The boy looked so young when he was sleeping, not carrying the weight of his past, no emptiness in his eyes, he wouldn't tense up whenever a pretty red head passed by. He looked like a boy of sixteen, worried about dates and homework, not on the run from his abusive mother.

"Goodnight Carter."

Its a Line Break life... FOR US!

The next morning, Fire awoke after a surprisingly less fitful night's sleep and left to make breakfast. Nemesis was still on the couch, her fingers still in Carter's hair, and Carter was surprisingly still asleep... curled up with his head in the girl's lap. Wait... was he still asleep? "His breathing was a little too fast for him to be really asleep," Fire whispered,

"Carter." and he started, but kept his head in Nemesis' lap.

"What Fire?"

"So you are awake... and you still... Oh god you're in love. it's disgusting."

"No I'm not! I'm just-"

"You must be Cleopatra."

"What?"

"Cause you're queen of denial."

"Mature."

Fire left, grabbing the newspaper from the front step and unfolded it, seeing a picture of the corps with the title, Teens Speak Out at Pride Rally. It was a good picture, they were all crying in some manner, but Carter had a weak sort of smile on his face, he was looking down at Nemesis with reverence. Fire was gripping onto Nemesis' other hand and Shat was clinging to Kat's arm like a life line. Fire cut out the picture with a pair of scissors and tacked it up on the wall. The caption read, From left to right, Carter, his girlfriend Nemesis, Fire, Shat and their girlfriend Kat.

"Well isn't that something." Little did she know, that several states someone was doing exactly the same thing as she was,

"Well isn't that something." the woman spoke, pinning the picture up on the wall next to other pictures of the teens. Mostly Carter, but plenty of pictures of Nemesis, Fire, Shat, and Kat around him, even some of Maddy and she never left the base. "Just you wait Carter. Just you wait."

~ 2945 words

Nemesis
(I added a touch or two, tooooo ~shhhh;) *Fire)

( This was supposed to be crack and fluff but come on its me I have to add angst.)