Back To.....Normal?- OTA

[time_schizo]

"Fix it

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[not_a_bruiser]

Brian was done being seventeen. The occasionally squeaky voice, the inability to walk around without needing to hit on everything female, and the dreams were enough to make him want to choke whoever had done this.

Plus, he missed his mutton chops. He looked sexy with them.

He walked through the compound doing his laps. When he spotted the guy dancing, he smirked, approaching him. "Hey, what's the news? You look happy."

[time_schizo]

Martini continued his happy dance for a moment, turning to Brian, and bounced over, a grin on his face. "Things are looking up, stranger."

His eyes were torn away from the teen and stared just to the right of Brian, looking at some Thing sitting there. "Hello. What is this?" For a moment, he thought it was Harvey, but this cat was fluffier, and didn't seem quite as nasty. It didn't hiss when he held out his hand for it to sniff. Indeed, it rubbed its head into his hand and purred, a welcome change.

He looked at Brian, a smile on his face. "Yours is a nice cat Thing. I shall call him Phroso." What an introduction for Brian to one of the craziest memebers of the team.

[not_a_bruiser]

"Are they?" Brian grinned, interested and wondering what he was so happy about. Then he seemed to aim for left field and knock it out of the park. He looked to his right where Martini held out his hand, his eyes going wide and his brow quirking up.

"Uh... Sweet?" He laughed a little, his face still very confused.

[time_schizo]

"Yes, Phroso is nice, unlike Harvey and Frank. They are as bad tempered as their owners." He said this matter of factly, as if everyone had imaginary animals they conversed with on a regular basis. Martini stroked the cat a few times, then abruptly turned towards Brian.

"Where are my manners? I am Martini," he said, and focused on Brian for a moment, seeing the time stream had been altered around this one are well. "And you are missing a few years and in need of a tune up, methinks." His eyes watched as the cat hopped and perched on Brian's shoulder.

[hellion_king]

While the others on the team may have been constantly demanding that Martini fix their bodies, Scion kept silent. Be it whether he was ashamed of what he had done to the mutant or he just understood that it would take some time for Martini to get his bearings. As patient as he was, he was keeping his irritation to himself. Sure it was becoming rather irritating the constant nose bleeds and the tricky handling of his telekinesis, and he missed his ability to read minds and feel like he was protected. Over these last few weeks Scion had felt incredibly vulnerable, so his lack of social interaction was multiplied

[time_schizo]

There was a long silence as Martini looked at Scion. He had forgiven the telekinetic mutant for leaving him in the brig, after all the doctor had eventually set him free. But he still held some bitterness and shattered trust over the fact the weapon had chosen his orders over one of the only friends he had in camp.

He was very tempted to leave Scion as a child as a form of penance, but he wouldn't be that cruel. It had been his own powers which had caused this mess in the first place, and satisfying his own anger by taking it out on X-13 was not the way to do it.

He gave a long sigh, and then finally spoke. "So.....I suppose you'll be needing to be put back to your proper age."

[hellion_king]

"....If you wish it."

It was extending an olive branch. Scion never knew he could feel so badly over something like this, for following orders but leaving Martini in that cell was one of the hardest things Scion ever had to do. Odd, feeling regret after doing something he was programmed to do from the day of his birth. Blue eyes of the little child staying to the floor, his fingers turning with in themselves behind his back as he stood rigidly there.

[time_schizo]

Martini sighed, fingers coming up to massage his right shoulder, which had begun to lock up. It was obvious Scion still held some guilt over his actions. He wasn't about to torment his friend further by keeping him a child. He walked over to Scion, an unreadable look in his eyes. "Of course I 'wish it'."

He paused a moment, noticing that Scion had some kid-sized clothes on, and then continued. "You'd better get changed into some oversized clothes. Those ones you have on right now might shred if I shift you back right away."

[hunt_the_devil]

John had seen the others changed back to their adult forms as they headed past the mess hall and it had taken him little time to go in search of Martini. Spotting him lurking further up the corridor he grinned and bounded over, his clothing still swamping his body.

"I hear you've got some good news for us then?" He's made sure not to pester Martini about trying to 'fix this' but he had once of twice tried to find out if there was any chance of it being sorted soon. But now that he had seen others changed... well John wanted in on going back to normal!

[time_schizo]

Martini saw the miniature cowboy, sans hat, approaching him. There was a tired but satisfied smile on his face. "Word travels faster around then this camp than a gossipy pack of cheerleaders. Walk with me."

Martini headed for the kitchen. "I have been working overtime at putting people back right, and need food." Truth be told, he should have stopped about two people back, but Martini had never been a good judge of his own limitations. He pushed himself until he collapsed, it was just the way he was. Reaching the kitchen, he began searching the fridge for something with caffeine or sugar in it. He just needed a quick jolt, and then he'd be good for another few hours.

[hunt_the_devil]

John followed, tugging at his trousers as he made every effort not to trip, fall and teleport himself randomly across camp. He sat himself in one of the chairs listening to Martini before reaching into his pocket and dragging out a bag of half eaten mini tootsie rolls, a smaller packet of Goobers and slightly squished BabyRuth bar.

"My sweet tooth kicked in an' someone was kind enough to help me out. Or if this don't take your fancy there should be a jar of marshmallow fluff hidden in the furthest right hand cupboard, behind the vegetables." John had never really admitted to anyone before that he had a sweet tooth or that he too indulged in things from time to time. Nor had he given away the truth about Fred's secret stash of candies.

It was easy to see that Martini looked drained from sorting various people out so he wasn't going to push him to hurry up. Especially if there was a chance things could go wrong.

[time_schizo]

Martini looked the candies over, but found nothing that suited his fancy. Turning to the cupboards, he found the jar John had told him about. "Oooo, fluff! Gracias for the tip, amigo." Martini didn't bother with the formalities of a spoon. Instead, he stuck his whole hand in, vaguely resembling a bear with a pot of honey.

He began contentedly licking the sweet concoction off his fingers as he opened the door to the fridge with his non-sticky hand. Marshmallow fluff was delicious, but it also stuck to a person's mouth worse than peanut butter. Finding a soda, he sat down at the table, a little of the weariness showing on his face. "Now just to wait for the sugar to kick in."

[createdevidence]

Nicky was laying back on his bed with Razi sprawled out on his stomach. He'd finally gotten the hang of this body but it was still tiring to take care of it being this big. He sighed a little to himself he really did hope that this could be fixed and soon.

[time_schizo]

Martini was passing by the hallway. He had set many of his teammates right, but knew there was still a few he had left to find. Suddenly, his mind picked up on an altered time stream close by. "I sense a disturbance in the Force," he muttered to himself.

He knocked on a nearby door, certain that this was where it was coming from. "Anybody home?"

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[createdevidence]

Jason slid off the bed and pulled the door open looking out at Martini. "Nicky and I are here."

Nicky smiled a little at Martini cuddling Razi a little more. After what Jason had told him he was glad that the man was back to normal.

[time_schizo]

Looks like there was still a few more left to go. He leaned in the doorframe, staring at the pair.

"Time to change you two back." In the meantime, he was having to remind himself that Nicky was still mentally a child, because, damn, he made one hell of a sexy adult. "Who wants to be first?"

[lost_angel_boy]

Angelo sat in the rec room his head resting on his knees. He had a book clutched in his hand though he hadn't managed to read any of it in well over an hour. He thought about going to his room but he didn't want to yet.

[time_schizo]

Martini was humming to himself softly as he passed through the rec room. And hello, what was this? Another one? Well, he certainly couldn't leave him like that, still stuck as a child.

With the stealth that came from years of zipping in and out of various time streams, he crept up behind the boy, laying a feather light touch upon his head. One quick shift later, and the job was done. He continued on his merry way, humming all the while.