Jupiter was pacing around RJ's kitchen, a tin of biscuits held in one hand, as she darted her other inside and out at regular intervals, and when she'd had enough biscuit, she would place the tin on the counter-top, then take a long swig of her cup of tea, and carry on pacing with the biscuits again.
"I need a pina-colada!" she announced, slamming the biscuits on the table and staring at RJ, who had been silently watching for the last twenty minutes of Jupiter's pacing, biscuit scoffing, and tea swigging madness.
"You have your tea." she said.
"Pi-na. Co-lar-da."
"N-o." RJ said. "So are you going to talk about your 'Niagra Falls period attack'?"
"No way, it's embarassing..." Jupiter said, her face paling slightly.
"And nauseating, by the look on your face. How is it you can act tough as old boots, work like a dog in army cadets and public services, and yet you can't even look at a drop of blood without your stomach dropping, and the contents shooting out of your mouth."
"Sorry if I can't help but upchuck when I see the red stuff," she drawled.
"Well it beats the verbal diarrhoea you upchuck way more often."
Jupiter narrowed her eyes. "I don't like this sarcy RJ. I've brushed off on you way too much. Oh Riley! I've made you into a monster."
"You really are a twat."
"Yep. That's me. The vagina."
At that moment a lanky man, the hair behind his ears greying, stumbled into the kitchen, hands covering his ears. "I don't want to know the ins and outs of the female anatomy. Lalalalala!" He proceded to grab his briefcase from the counter top and 'tried' to make himself a coffee as swiftly as possible. Tried and failed as he ended up pouring the boiling water anywhere but the travel mug he was aiming for.
"Come on uncle Jason you're fourty five and I'm pretty sure you know the ins and outs, considering you have been looking after me for the last, oh I dunno, eleven years of my life?"
He looked at her as he poured hot water on his hand trying to aim again, and hissed, shoving it under cold water. "Just because I know it, doesn't mean I need reminding. Why did you call Jupiter the cursing version of the lady garden?"
"Because something weird happened, and instead of focusing on that, she focused on the fact that Jefferson overheard her mother screaming about an extreme mentstrual cycle." RJ said placidly, and folded her arms.
Jason turned to Jupiter. "RJ is right, that boy is a complete arse. Freaking out to impress him is a bit of a twatty thing to do J."
Jupiter shrugged her shoulders. "He's the first guy in a long time to actually treat me like a girl, rather than a tank."
"You are a tank. You can knock someone to the ground with one punch." RJ said.
Jupiter shot her a look. "I don't hit anyone unless they deserve it."
"Suuuuuure."
"You're starting to deserve it. Why are you drawling?"
"Jared Platt?"
"He groped a girls bottom!" Jupiter reasoned.
"Danielle West is a slut, she was enjoying it just as much as he was."
Jupiter sighed. "Okay, so I wanted an excuse to punch him, so what?"
"I can't believe you are a pacifist."
"I don't believe in violence to the point of killing. A good punch up, that doesn't bother me in the slightest." Jupiter grinned, downing the remainder of her tea and putting the tin of biscuits back in the walk-in cupboard. "Although if my mum ever found out, I'd be a lot worse than dead."
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The Adventures of RJ and Jupiter
FantasyRJ and Jupiter aren't the kind of girls you would envision going on adventures and saving the world. But they do just that. After they find out they are potentials when they are discovered by man who is sent to find and bestow powers on potentials a...
