n. the subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place, as maladapted to your surroundings as a seal on a beach-lumbering, clumsy, easily distracted, huddled in the company of other misfits, unable to recognize the ambient roar of your intended...
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We drive back to the cabin in peaceful silence, each of us not knowing what we're going to find when we get there.
As we pull up to the house, ten minutes later we see the trees swaying in the wind, with leaves flying around and what sounds to be a violin.
Allison and I share a confused look, getting out of the car and heading into the house. I get my hands ready to attack in case Harold comes after us.
We open the door to see the things in the cabin swaying as well, as if the wind was inside the cabin.
I walk farther into the cabin seeing Vanya in the middle of the room playing her violin. "Vanya, is that you?" I ask.
"Vanya, there you are. What is going on?" asks Allison, having now caught up to me.
"What are you guys doing here?" asks Vanya, stopping her playing. The wind starts to die down now.
"We came to find you. Are you okay?" asks Allison.
I look around the room and walk towards the windows as Allison and Vanya continue talking. I notice that the wind has started to die down outside causing the trees to sway less and the leaves to flutter back towards the ground.
Tuning back into the conversation I catch the most recent thing that was said between my superstar sister and my ordinary sister.
"I mean... I made those things happen. With my powers." says Vanya, somewhat confidently. "Turns out I've had them all this time. It's weird, huh?"
I don't try to hide the shock that's on my face when I walk back over to the two. Though Allison looks shocked, she soon looks guilty for something.
"It's in..incredible." gasps Allison.
"That's great V. You can be one of us, fucked up superheros." I say, smirking.
"But?" starts Allison, looking towards me slightly scared.
I furrow my brows not knowing why she's scared and not happy for our sister.
"Ca...Can we do this in the car?" suggests Allison.
"Why?" questions both me and Vanya at the same time.
"You're not gonna wanna hear it." states Allison as calm as possible.
"Well, that's never stopped you two before." snides Vanya, causing me and Allison to both wince slightly.
"Leonard Peabody? His real name is Harold Jenkins." says Allison slowly, as if she's talking to a scared animal and doesn't want it to run away. "Remember when I couldn't find anything in the library on Leonard? It's because Leonard Peabody doesn't exist. Harold Jenkins does."
"He was in prison for 12 years. He murdered his father when he was 13." I state calmly. 'Wish I could have done that as well.'
"This is... insane." mutters Vanya, not knowing how to react to our news. "His dad was an engineer at the..."
