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Drabble Seventy-Seven - Anger Management

#77

~Sang~

"Remind me again why I have to take you to anger-management classes?" I grumbled. North had a scowl etched into his features.

"Apparently you 'calm' me. I don't f*cking need some sh*tty little psychiatrist telling me when and when not to be f*cking angry," he growled. I raised an eyebrow.

"Also," he added, "you're kind of getting feisty spending all this time with us."

"No I'm not!"

"Hey, hey, I think it's hot, it's them that wants you to take the classes with me."

"I don't need bloody calming!" I fumed. It was North's turn to have a little amused smirk.

"Anyway," I continued, "I need to be angry. So when I go on Academy missions I can beat the crap out of criminals."

"I thoroughly agree, baby."

We turned a corner and there was a thin, weedy looking blonde woman standing outside of a door. She smiled with a frustratingly calm demeanor.

"Hello, I'm Helen," she told us, slightly put off by our glares, "you must be Sang and North?"

We both nodded curtly.

"Would you like to come in?"

"Not really," I said honestly. Helen blinked.

"Uh..."

"We'll be leaving now," North said. Our anger management teacher looked a little flustered.

"But...We have a paid appointment. You have to."

"We don't need anger management."

"Your friends seem to think you do."

I rolled my eyes. "That's only because they're always calm."

"Being calm is healthy."

"Not in our profession."

"Still, I think you should at least try."

I glanced at North. He looked a little p*ssed.

"You talk too much," he said simply. Helen opened her mouth and then shut it again, frowning.

"I don't think you should be judging me when you have anger issues."

North sighed.

"We really need to do something about you talking all the time, Helen."

I smiled. "May I do the honors?"

"You may."

I brought back my fist and slammed it forward into her jaw. Helen dropped to the floor unconscious.

I blew on my knuckles. They'd split slightly.

"You know what, North?"

"What, Baby?"

"That really worked. I feel much calmer now."

"Me too."

"We should punch people more often."

"That we should."

I paused and thought about it.

"Do you want to punch the guys for putting us in anger management classes?"

"There's nothing I'd love to do with you more."