Daisy isn't a Superhero

Ice Ice Baby

The door unexpectedly flew open and I lurched out of the doorway. Then in a flash, I was on my knees and the breath had been knocked out of me. I rolled over and put my hands up defensively. Kane stood there with another pillow in hand, ready to hurl it at me.

"How," I choked out.

"I never miss," said Kane dryly, "get up."

I set my teeth, "make me," I hissed.

Kane blinked. Then he pitched the pillow at me with inhuman strength. I dragged the tiniest bit of strength I could spare and caught it before it pummeled into my chest.

With the wrath of an angry cockroach, I hurled it back at him, aiming for the groin. He doubled over on impact.

While he was...otherwise occupied, I scrambled to my feet. The next thing I knew, I was slammed against the wall and a cloud of feathers erupted in my face.

With a snarl, I twisted around. Kane had his hand clapped over his mouth; his eyes shone with laughter.

I snatched up what was left of the pillow and threw it at him as hard as I could. I didn't mean to hit him that hard. He went airborne and it was my turn to muffle my laughter with my hand as he flew back into a pile of feathers.

Yes, the pillow was decimated.

Fortunately, there were plenty of pillows on the couch. We locked eyes and I dove for one at the same time as him.

Lila threw her hands up in the air as I hammered him with a yellow throw pillow. It exploded on impact, bursting at the seams. Fluff went everywhere as Kane retaliated with a brown velvet pillow.

Barely five minutes later Kane was hunched over on the carpet amid a pile of pillow carcasses. I made a dash for the bathroom and leaned over the toilet gagging as a horrific migraine coiled over my left eye.

"Lila," I gasped out miserably, "help."

Lila came into the bathroom and knelt beside me, "I'm glad you stayed," she said softly, rubbing my back.

My migraine slipped away and all the pressure in my neck dissolved as her hands went in small circles.

"I didn't do it on purpose," I said tiredly.

"I know," said Lila.

"Is Kane...?"

"I'm fine, asshole," growled Kane from the door. Evidently, Lila had healed him first...sucker. His black eye was faded to a shade of lavender and he looked much better.

I squinted at him.

He rolled his eyes, "thanks for the concern, dick," he added graciously.

"Dick," I shot back.

Kane made a face at me and said louder, "DICK"

I raised my eyebrows and yelled "DICK!"

Lila looked shocked, "what is this, the penis game?" she asked.

Kane and I stared at her and blinked.

"Yes, I know what the penis game is, I'm not that old," she said putting her hands on her hips.

Kane sniggered and I wacked at his knee from where I was sitting.

Lila rubbed her temples, "just stop it," she pleaded, "do you want ice cream? There's ice cream in the fridge."

I was about to shake my head no but Kane nodded his head like an excited puppy and made for the door. Suddenly I realized I wanted the ice cream more than he did. So I scrambled up and shoved him out of the way.