Act Your Age, Not Your Shoe Size! (AKA, Kid!Plot is Go!!)

[time_schizo]

Martini threw himself at the door once again, nails scratching along the metal as he scraped his fingers over them. No one would hear him. It was the middle of the night. Stryker had decided to punish him for destroying the camp in Africa, putting him in one beyond all other for him. Solitary confinement. His fingernails had been mostly ripped off

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[hunt_the_devil]

John stared at the reflection that gazed back at him and wondered when he had exactly lost his mind. Currently what was facing him in the mirror was a reflection of an awkward, wide eyed, big eared, short, twelve year old kid who was giving him a look of sheer terror and absolute horror.

He had known the moment he had woken up mid-teleport and lying in the middle of the room on the floor that something wasn't right. John had only ever randomly teleported when he was under threat, a child with little or no control over his powers or if something odd happened as he was sleeping.

Apparently all three of those boxes had been ticked during the night and along with it John's mind had been taken too.

"Aww hell no. I ain't goin' through puberty again!" The combat trousers pooled around his ankles and the army issue shirt he slept in looked more like a dress currently.

And John didn't even want to contemplate how his hat wasn't going to fit.

[proper_twinkie]

It's amazing how easily distracted a person could become with they turn a corner to find a young black boy with his pants around his ankles. She was on her way to Stryker's office to let him have it. Instead, she skid to a stop and stared.

As angry as she was, it was too funny not to laugh. "I was just thinking the same thing. Nice legs."

[hunt_the_devil]

John turned to look at the la.... girl and gave her his best 'unimpressed' look.

"Gee thanks."

He tried to pull up his trousers and force another hole into the belt but he looked more like Dopey from the Seven Dwarfs than anything else. John had been planning to go and see Stryker as well but his progress had been hindered by the wretched trousers!

[proper_twinkie]

He could give her all the dirty looks he wanted but even at 14 she was still a gangly 5'7" and smug in her lofty position. "For your sake I hope this situation gets rectified quickly. You look ridiculous."

She sashayed past but without her usual curves she just looked a little ridiculous herself.

[hunt_the_devil]

John rolled his eyes and mimicked Betsy as she wandered past, trying to walk like a woman but with the body of a child... well yeah it was rather pointless.

"I look ridiculous? Have you looked in a mirror lately? I mean come on! We can't be the only ones screwed here!"

John barely managed to get seven steps along the corridor before he felt his trousers start to slip again.

"You still got your powers?"

[proper_twinkie]

She glared over her shoulder and crossed her arms momentarily feeling a bit self conscious. As soon as she realized what she was doing she grumpily dropped her hands to her narrow hips. No! Fuck that. She may have the body of a teenager but that didn't mean she had to have the self esteem of one.

"At least I've grown into my ears. Can you get satellite on those dishes?" She huffed then shook her head. "I was a bit older when my abilities manifested but I don't think it would have mattered either way. I didn't look like this when I was a child. Kwannon did and she wasn't a mutant."

[x_twenty3]

There were a pair of sharp blue eyes watching John, a familiar lack of expression on her face. She wasn't sure who she was looking at for a moment but then, one audible sniff later she knew. And she pouted. That's right, X23 was pouting!

"John. You, too?" she asked with a small sigh. And so he knew who was talking to him, Laura let the claws out from one hand for just a moment before retracting them.

[hunt_the_devil]

John hadn't been sure at first but the moment the claws popped out John was certain. It was his "sister" Laura.

"Jeez Laura! Yeah me as well huh." John was kind of glad he wasn't the only one from his group suffering at the moment but it was kind of bad for Laura to see her like thi$s. He knew she prided herself on her abilities as an adult.

"You doin' alright sweetheart?"

Despite being a child John was eager to comfort Laura and offer her the support any decent friend would offer.

[x_twenty3]

"No. But I do not wish to discuss it." She wasn't aware of how childish that was. It was just how she felt at the time and didn't feel the need to discuss how stressful this is.

She looked John over, searching for any clue as to how this happened. When she didn't find anything, she sighed, frowning.

"Have you met anyone else that has changed?"

[hunt_the_devil]

"Not yet. What about you?" John mimicked her sigh of annoyance, ok so compared to what the noises in camp indicated, John and Laura were the more calmer individuals in their current reactions to being reversed in their years.

Right about now John wanted to go and sulk somewhere, it was so unfair that he had been changed into... wait a second John could feel himself pouting and crossing his arms. Lowering them he offered Laura a small smile.

"Reckon Stryker is gonna be able to provide enough milk an' cookies to cater for us all?" He wasn't sure she'd get the reference but at least John was trying to lighten the mood. The best he could.