Sitting abruptly at the table across from her, Victor lifted his chin, “My Dad’s blue you know,” well who would know, but they should know damnit!
“Why. Are. You?” he enunciated slowly. These were things he needed to know. It was hard enough with everything so different. Having to change schools. Losing… god damnit! More B L U E strangeness was just going to make everything weird!
Great, whoever this was wasn’t going away. Scowling, Lucy sets the papers she’d tugged free next to her tray on the table, partly tucking them underneath the plastic afterward. “Good for you.” she mutters, drumming her fingers on the table.
“I don’t know, same reason you’re not?” she snarks back, looking around as if waiting for someone to provide her an out of the situation.
Victor twitched his ears, the black cat ears on his head moving forward and back with the twitching of his eye, “No I don’t knoooooow. No one tells me anything hu-elp-fuuul around here,” his arms crossed as he hunched his shoulder’s stubbornly staring at her, jaw set, “How should I know why I’m not blue! I didn’t even have fucked up ears until the whole damned universe turned on it’s damned head!”
A sarcastic snort of laughter and Lucy rolls her eyes. “They’re not that weird.” The prospect of whoever this was having been blue-skinned before doesn’t escape her notice, directing an examining look toward Victor.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Victor picked at his food sullenly, face twisting up, “What’s else it supposed to mean? Everything was great and the the WORLD ENDED and it turned out my parents hate each other and are apparently super villains? Because that’s a thing?” he threw up and hands and glared at Lucy, “ You’re blue. You tell me why everything is fucked to hell.”
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