The Young Guardians

Chapter Forty-One: Super Powers

I wasn't planning on getting up when I did, but it was hard not to react when Eiran threw a pillow at my head. 

I looked up blearily and he grinned at me sleepily. "I didn't use my hands," he said proudly. "I'm getting better at that telekwhatsit stuff."

I sniffed and rubbed my eyes. I threw off my covers and hurled his pillow back at him and then ran into the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later: "Hurry up!" Eiran called.

Fifteen minutes after that: I got out. "That is the most beautiful bathroom I've ever seen," I said to Eiran as I walked to my bed and sat down again. "So sleek, so luxurious."

Eiran was staring at the steam coming out of the bathroom. "You used up all the hot water didn't you."

"I'm pretty sure we have an ample supply," I answered and rolled my eyes.

While Eiran was in the bathroom, I dried my hair. It was fun playing around with all the pretty-makers. I never bothered with stuff like that before, but it was oddly satisfying, doing something normal for once, something girly, something mundane.

I amused myself in front of the mirror until Eiran came out of the shower in old fashioned Greek clothes and the same types of sandals I was wearing. The dresser we shared only had stuff like that in there, so while our other clothes were being washed or taken care of or whatever, we had to wear these.

I turned around to look at him. "You look nice," I said before bursting into laughter.

He was wearing a dark blue tunic that ended just above the knee, like my dress, and he had a gold cord around his waist, like me. But it was really funny seeing him in such ancient clothes. It was so Greek.

"Shut up," Eiran said glumly. "You look good," he said less glumly.

I smiled at him. "Thanks." The dress was a dark blue and the sandals were black.

"Why are these clothes so old fashioned, anyway," Eiran complained.

"I don't know, but I like what they gave me. Besides, you don't have anything else to wear."

Eiran looked at the mirror and made faces. Then he stopped. "Hey, actually, I look pretty buff in this thing," he said and started flexing his arm.

I rolled my eyes.

"You do that way too much," Eiran said.

"What, rolling my eyes?"

"Yup. Your eyes are going to stay like that if you don't stop."

"Who told you that?" I laughed.

"I don't know, but I'm sure it's right."

There was a knock on the door and then it opened. Rhys and Evan came in. They were wearing the same thing as Eiran but instead their colour was a dark royal purple and instead of gold, they had silver cords and buttons. Tanis glistened prominently on Rhys' arms. Behind them came in Madoc.

"Hi guys," I said.

"Good morning," Evan said and looked at Eiran in confusion. I followed his eyes.

Eiran was looking at Madoc with horror. "The hell with you, Madoc!" Eiran yelped. "Why do you just get to wear normal clothes?"

"Oh," Madoc murmured and looked down at himself and then back at the rest of us. He was wearing a casual white dress shirt and khakis. "Oh!" he started laughing. Then he stopped himself. "I mean, oh. You all look great. Really great." He covered his mouth, as if that would hide the fact that he was laughing at us.