A Nervous Wreck's Guide on How To Solve Your Life's Problems

Assessing Your New Threats

That night, Mavis and Tyler took guard on the Galacticus, to see if the thief would return to steal the yellow battle ball. Mavis yawned. Tyler looked at her.
"Mavis, you should go home"
"I-I'm fine" she yawned. Her head was slightly drooping and she started to lean on the shoulder pad of her battle suit, her hair acting as extra cushioning. Her eyes could barely stay open, and another yawn escaped. She blinked a few times.
"Mavis, you're too tired." And then Tyler yawned.
"Well so are you!!" Mavis yawned
Tyler frustratedly sighed, which cued yet another yawn. The two of them collectively yawned a few more times. Mavis leaned on Tyler.
"Don't--" he yawned again "--fall asleep on me" he said, but it was too late. The candy floss virus warrior was fast asleep. She seemed so comfortable and happy, leaning against Tyler. He wrapped his arms around her, gently, as to not wake her. He felt warm in his chest. But he shook it off, maybe his battle ball was just malfunctioning. But a smile crept upon his lips, as he gently stroked her soft, pink, fluffy curls, and thought about how there was literally no place he'd rather be in this moment. Then it hit him.
"I-I'm in love" he gulped. It only made sense. He was the one who could see her potential when no one else could. He'd always believed in her, no matter what. He thought of her as his training partner--but he'd always felt the lingering feeling that maybe there was something more. Something about how she could hold herself up with the tips of her toes, and fling herself over the virus infected beasts with such ease and grace. How her hair always seemed to look perfect to him--even after training when it was messy. How he could always see the gleam in her eye, even when she was sad or scared. He'd been the one to calm her during the incident--and even though she'd burnt him, he'd forgiven her. He remembered how she'd healed him, as well. How he was always breathless when he saw her--he used to blame it on other factors, but it had really just been her all along. He blinked twice. He wanted to tell her, but how would he do it? He was terrible with girls. And what if she didn't feel the same way? He was terrified of putting his heart on the line, and that's why he'd gotten nowhere with Amy. But then again, Mavis was different. Tyler sighed a little. He hugged her a little closer, and soon, he too, was asleep.
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"You two fell asleep while guarding the Galacticus!" Zen shouted at the pink and blue pair, the very next morning, upon discovering they'd fallen asleep.
"Zen, the thief didn't steal the yellow ball, so I don't think yelling at them is necessary." Mem pointed out
"I WILL YELL IF I WANT TO!"
Zen continued to shout at the two, until Tyler managed to tell Zen it was time for them to go to school. Mavis and Tyler just barely made it to first period.
Hours of uneventful events broke for lunch, and the pair caught up with their four friends, at the usual table they occupied.
"Oooh you two are going everywhere together...is it finally official?" Kevin smirked at Tyler.
"Stop." Tyler simply said "and no, w-we just had guard duty..." Tyler punctuated this with a nervous laugh. He glanced over to Mavis, who just blinked at him in response.
The principal walked in. "Students, we have a new pair of exchange students from--where'd you two say you were from again?"
A boy wearing a long trench coat, who had messy Raven locks, a distinctively beak-like nose, tan skin, and a few birth marks on his face stepped in, along with his sister, who was less gothic in appearance, with a purple overall dress, short dark red pigtails with bright red streaks through-out her hair, her lips were almost triangular in shape with dark purple lipstick, and she seemed annoyed with the boy.
"Roosha." The boy said.
"It's Russia, you idiot" the girl replied.
Neither of them had Russian accents, so something was suspicious right there.
Tyler raised an eyebrow at the bizarre new students.
"Oh, okay. Students, this is--"
The boy stood on a table. "I am Bürunar--"
The girl got on the table, and nudged the boy hard in the abdomen. "Our names are Bruno and Scarlet" he corrected himself.
Tyler was suspicious, as was Yolanda.
"Yeah I'm pretty sure these guys are aliens, just saying." Yolanda set down her issue of Sci-Fi Monthly, and proceeded to take a sip of chocolate milk.
"Anyone could figure that out Yolanda! We're not idiots!" Kevin slammed down his own carton of milk, which splashed the contents onto Tyler, who didn't notice because of his focus on the two strange new students. He had a burning suspicion.
After school, things went as usual.
"I call Mavis as my training partner!!!!" Tyler said, even more defensive than his usual manner when calling her. He set his hands on her shoulders, which made her blush.
"Dude, for like, the 50th time, none of us are going to take her from you!" Kevin replied, as usual.
Tyler took Mavis's hands, leading her to the area he'd always practiced in with her. Mavis was blushing, as he'd never done that before.
"Maybe we should practice with your super agility..." He said, as he stuck his battle ball to his chest, suiting up.
Mavis did the same. "Okay."
She got in the starting position, and pirouetted over to him. He teleported behind her and picked her up, his arms tight around her waist. She blushed. "W-why do you always do it that way?" She stammered out.
He let go. "Did...did I make you uncomfortable?" He bit his lip.
"No...I just..." She looked down, running her elbow with her hand. Should she tell him now?
No, terrible idea. He can NEVER know.
"RIGHT NOW WOULD BE GREAT IF YOU WOULD JUST...KISS OR SOMETHING!!" Kevin teased them from many feet away, whilst taking the form of an elephant, and making the noise from his trunk.
Mavis and Tyler looked over to their friend and teammate, giving a collective groan.
Kevin had always teased the two about their closeness, from the moment Mavis had officially become a team member. Mavis was a little annoyed Kevin figured out her crush on Tyler that quickly, and was terrified Kevin would tell Tyler.
Tyler, on the other hand, didn't figure it his feelings for Mavis until the previous night, but now realized that Kevin must have picked up on it the moment Tyler showed the signs. Which actually really scared him. Kevin was good. Just a little bit too good. Tyler looked over to Mavis.
"Excuse me a second." Tyler walked over to Yolanda, who was dodging Shope's attacks, with her foresight.
"Yolanda--"
"No, she won't in the next 24 hours."
"What?!"
"I already knew you were going to ask if Mavis was going to kiss you."
"I-I was going to ask--okay maybe I was...but I mean...how did you?"
"I predicted your realization at about 7pm last night."
Tyler blushed. "Well why don't you use your powers for something productive!!"
"Tyler, I can only see 24 hours clearly into the future, and anything past that is a HUGE blur. Plus, I can see some alternate paths, and let me just say, we won't find the thief anytime in the next day."
Tyler scrunched his nose in defeat. "Well...tell me when she is." He shuffled away from Yolanda, back to his training partner. Mavis was drinking some water.
"So, ready for training?" Tyler asked with an awkward smile.
She took his hand, which made him blush. Then she flipped him with no effort. He panicked.
"Why didn't you teleport?" She said with concern, upon seeing his dizzy look from hitting the ground.
"I wasn't expecting it!!" He answered.
"Sorry." She kneeled down to him, and a candy floss pigtail brushed against Tyler's face, making him blush.
"Oh, Tyler is injured." Zen commented.
"Training can end early." Mem added.
"Um excuse you I didn't agree to--" Zen protested until Mem stuffed food into Zen's mouth.
Mavis helped Tyler stand up, and he desuited.
"Thanks..." He rubbed the back of his head.
Mavis desuited as well. "No problem" she put her bag over her shoulder. "So are you gonna walk me to ballet practice?"
"Yeah! I-I mean...yes" he tried not to sound thirsty.
Tyler walked her to ballet practice, and that was that for that day.
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Bruno stared down the orange battle ball, narrowing his eyes, having yet to figure out its secrets. All he knew is this was his one way ticket to conquest of Earth.
He pressed the ball to his chest, and felt the transformation begin. When it finished, he looked in the mirror, assessing his appearance. He sneered at the cartoonish my bright orange messy hair the ball had given him.
"I need to cover this!" And as he said it, a mask to match his dark cloak appeared on his face.
He laughed. He looked bad-ass.
"Earth will be mine!" The voice changer in his mask amplified his voice, and made it sound deeper.
"You sound ridiculous!" Scarlet yelled from the other room.
"SHUT THE UP FUCK!" Bruno yelled back. His sister might be a small obstacle, however...