C is for Cupcake!!!!

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Clearly, she wants to know that we handle blood like a mass murder...

Not exactly what she wanted to be thinking about right now.

Well, isn't that what you actually think when you think of your powers?

She wasn't looking for a reminder of her nightmares. She wasn't looking for the wake-up call. She was laughing, she was busy laughing and she was enjoying the feeling that had her shaking with joy. It had been a long time since she had laughed so openly and she liked it. It seemed to affect Frank as well, she was beaming with delight and this small wave of warmth deep inside of her suddenly made her want to keep Franky smiling. She nodded her head a bit. "No....no....No weapons....." She said having a bit of a tough time getting that no out without sounding like a complete chicken.

She watched as the girl reached to touch the violin, and oddly, Odette didn't have a desire to draw the case away and shut it closed on her. She actually didn't mind people touching it. She didn't mind people admiring it because it was an instrument that was meant to be loved, caressed and admired. She smiled softly at Frank and nodded. "Its....its ok....It won't break..." She said to her as she bent down suddenly, putting the case down on the floor but open. She grabbed the instrument by the neck and slowly lifted it out. "You...Just need to be patient....When touching....Gentle hands....." She said now as she held it up so that Frank could see it better and touch.

She said she broke things when she touched them, but she had a feeling that may be due to being as active and hyper as she was. It wouldn't be great if Frank accidentally broke the violin, she would be without it. She couldn't replace it anytime soon.

What if that is the trick? Maybe she plans to break it on purpose....

No, she refused to believe that. Simply because, she wanted to think positive. She wanted to see the good in people, not the bad. She watched as Frank went off to handle someone else with the cupcakes.

She is curious about the power.....

She noticed that too, but then she hasn't out right asked, what it was, so she was going to try and play the fool here and just avoid the subject. Last she wanted was to make a scene right in the open like this. What if it freaked her out? What if it sent the happy bubble of Frank running for the hills? People would follow, they always follow and she be out in the cold again.

She smiled at her as she returned. "Hungry, hungry......hippos...." She said, trying to make a little joke about people going for the cupcakes. It was probably a bad one but she was trying. She was trying hard to break free of this terrified state she was in.

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

"No weapons is probably a good thing," said Frank, nodding in all her sage-like wisdom, "because who wants a power that's all about blowing people up and stuff? Like, I can just eat, anything, and that's just something that people would be totally jelly about. I guess, like, flying would be cooler, or teleportation, or the ability to split into several versions of me that would go running around and cause all sorts of---

"What? No, trust me, I'm so not gonna touch it. I'm, like, not gentle or patient, like, at all," though Frank still eyed the instrument with something akin to a greedy lust, her fingers working as if they could already feel the wood on their tips. But Frank could definitely recall the last instrument she touched: "I mean, I usually end up, like, playing the tuba just because the thing is nearly indestructible. You totes don't want me--"

The pause came as Odette managed what Frank was pretty sure was a joke. The bubbly blonde snorted, slapping her hand to her mouth. Giggles soon leaked around, and then Frank moved to nudge Odette with her hip. "See! That's what you need to do! Should be all like," Frank reached out and grabbed another cupcake, shoving nearly the whole thing in her mouth before continuing, once more not even breaking her conversational flow: "relaxed and stuff. This is one of the coolest places people like us can be, you know?" Frank nodded, that whole sage-like wisdom coming again. She reached for another cupcake, this time offering it to Odette. The tower was about half gone at this point, but that only encouraged Frank.

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She was very talkative. Odette realized she had to pay very close attention to Frank or she was going to miss a lot of what the girl was saying. She not only said a lot, she talked a bit fast. She went a mile a minute and Odette was still on Hello when she was on Good Bye. Yet, the girl wasn't pushy, she wasn't mean and she wasn't overly powerful. She just spoke a lot, moved a lot as if she had ants in her system and she couldn't scratch it. "I...I hate....weapons...." She admitted to her. She had her reasons, some of them very personal but she had never been a fan of guns of any kind. She just kept that bit of information to herself. She was listening to her, talking about all kinds of other abilities and she was amazed.

"So...many...."

She let slip and suddenly realizing it she flushed again, looking down a bit ashamed that she spoke out so suddenly. She hoped Frank didn't assume she was rude for interrupting her with that simple line. Maybe she wouldn't notice?

She grinned at Frank as she looked up as she spoke about breaking things she touched. "I...felt the same...too..." She said and looked down at the violin with a soft expression. "It, really teaches you more then you teach it." She spoke, oddly. When she spoke of the instrument she wasn't stuttering. She wasn't breaking down into a shy manner and she spoke very purely, openly without pause. "It all comes down to respect. Care. And the passion you have. I thought, I would break it. That I would snap a cord and suddenly get poked in the key because I am very clumsy....Yet, I never did. It is like an extension of me...." She said and blinked.

Wow...You spoke....

She could hear her mind giving her a rather golfers clap as she blinked realizing what she did. She burned a bright red now as she looked up at Frank and her shoulders slumped a bit at the realization.

Would she make fun of her now?

She was always thinking the worst will happen. She nodded her head softly. "I...I am trying...." She said about being relaxed, about joking. She wasn't so sure if this was the best place, least not for someone like her. She didn't fit in at the other school, so who was to say she would here.

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

Frank did some more enthusiastic head bobbing as Odette agreed with her regarding weapons. Who wanted that? She assumed that the so many slip could've been about just about everything, and she didn't see any reason to dwell upon it. Frank actually fell silent as Odette talked about the instrument though, looking intently.

"Ahh, you're one of those artsy shy people types! We've got a few of those! There's this cute little photographer, and I think we've got a few artists, like, painting type artists," Frank nodded. "So it's super cool that you're all really into that. People are gonna love that here, and you're gonna, like, find tons of people who are all gonna be like 'whoo'" Frank let out a very soft whoo and threw her hands up very gently before giggling.

"Trying's a good place to start," insisted Frank. She gave the cupcake a little wiggle. Her hand had somehow worked its way around Odette, and she gave the girl a onehanded hug before leaning over slightly. "You gotta start somewhere, right? These things don't happen all at once. I mean, even I had to take a while and ambush people and throw stuff at them, like this," Frank paused, set the cupcake she'd been plying Odette with down, and flung another cupcake nearly at random, "before I got loads of friends. But we're all weird here, so, like, just keep that in mind," another hug and Frank backed up again, this time making the cupcake dance in front of Odette, another wide grin on Frank's face the whole time.

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Consume it....You know you want too...

There was really no denying it, she really did want too. The damn cupcake was delicious by taste but also by sight. She licked her lips softly and nodded her head now, reaching her free hand out to take it from Frank and, much like her, stuff the damn thin into her mouth. Though she couldn't as graceful as Frank was, she had a lot to chew through and had to swallow multiple times until she was now licking frosting from around her mouth much like a small child would have done. She raised her thumb and cleaned a bit from the corner of her mouth and her eyes looked at Frank with a great sense of amusement.

She was happy.

She felt really good right now and she nodded to her. "A lot?" She asked now referring to the various people she was talking about who were thought to be, artsy. She leaned her head to the side. "I....I could...fit in..." She said, feeling a sense of hope now swelling in her chest and slowly turning into a knot of desperation. She wanted too. She wanted to make friends for once, to be part of a circle even if she was just a shadow. She would be satisfied with the smallest of things.

Her eyes watching Frank now, she felt the hug and oddly, she didn't feel the need to run away from it. She was to much in awe right now from her speaking about having to also start from the beginning. She blinked, there was disbelief in her. "You...You weren't..Always popular?" She asked her now. Leaning her head to the side much like a confused puppy would when teasing it with sounds.

She was finding it hard to believe this girl before her wasn't always this spark of life surrounded by people who adored her and loved her. She assumed she never had to start from the bottom, that she was right at the top from the start.

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

Frank nodded: "Totally! You just need to find your little group and roll with 'em. There's all sorts of peeps out here though, like I said," Frank tapped the fingers of one hand to her lips while the others drummed along the side of her leg. "Lemme think... there's, ah, Becky might be a good fit, and I think she's friends with someone else..." obviously thinking aloud, and not at all thrown by the sudden question that came from Odette.

In fact, Frank giggled. "Welllll, I got popular, like, super fast. Because I'm all everywhere and junk. plus, they put us all on, like, this boat thing pretty quick after I arrived, and I ended up rooming with Erika Bellefonte. Yeah,' Frank smacked her lips and let her eyes go wide, "the one who's all in charge or something now. Anyway, I also threw a party or two, 'cuz you know how it is. So it happened preeeeetttty quick. Still took, like a bit when I got here."

Frank was just pretty well magic, what with her magnetic personality and strong desire to just make sure that everyone around her was happy. She turned then, noting that the cupcake tower had pretty well been devastated by this point. Frank nodded a few more times before turning back to Odette. "Wanna help me get these things all stored away and junk? I mean, you don't haaaave to if you, like, don't wanna or nothin'. There's plenty of stuff to do and you could just go running around and stuff. the shy types are usually in the library, like, Becky, who's this little sweetheart with this kickass rat and red hair orrrr oh, oh, Franck! Franck's my biffle, but he's this really sweet French guy who's totally hot. Gay though, or, like, I'd be setting him up better..." Frank paused for a few more moments, nodding and humming to herself.

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Find your group! LIKE CATTLE!!

She flinched a bit. Why did the idea of finding her group suddenly make a bit more nervous then she probably should be about the whole idea? Maybe it had something to do with the fact that she wasn't all that excited about making friends so quickly. She had tried that before, and t real didn't end so well for her. In fact, she ended up humiliated and a laughing stock for her old school. She wanted, things to just happen. She has heard least this way, if it was meant to be then it was meant to be right? She looked up at Frankie and let a smile touch her lips none the less as she nodded her head to the side. "You have...a lot of friends....?" She asked her now in a curious manner. Shit, why did she ask the most obvious of things?

You are such a smart little pickle....

She mentally kicked herself for that but it was to late. She already asked and it wasn't as if she had the power to make you forget the obvious. Though, that would have been a interesting thing to have for a ability. "Boat..?" She was curious about that. She didn't get on a boat but then again she didn't get stuck with the damn Bellefonte. She had a feeling, had she gotten stuck she would have made a serious mistake and made the woman hate her. Thank god no one did! She may have to learn who Erika is by face and just ignore her! If she can make Frankie popular this fast she sure as hell can make her hated just as fast!

That was a thought of panic that swelled inside of her. No, she didn't want that. She had to stay away from this girl.

"I would...not have....survived...." She said like she was out of breath and overwhelmed by it. She blinked a moment as she looked at Frankie's tower and suddenly, she was putting her violin back into it's case as she nodded her head. "No...No....I will...Help you....Frankie...." She needed to do something about being so shy. Yet, as she spoke she reached out and stole a cupcake. They were seriously good, and she couldn't help to want to eat another one anyway. She bit into the frosting as she did and licked her lips. Feeling a sudden rush of sugar going into her system and then realizing what she just did, her face flushed red and she looked at Frankie. "Sorry...." She said licking frosting off her mouth and looking down. Sorry, but still biting the head off the cupcake.

"I will help...." She said and nodded. "I....I been trying....To explore....To learn...Where things are....." She said to her and looked at Frankie as she bit into the rest of the cupcake. "That....Mean....We can....Be friends?" She asked her, face going again and suddenly, she stuff the WHOLE rest of the cupcake in her mouth as if she was trying to shut herself up.

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

"Yeah, it happens when you're talking to people and throwing parties and doing stuff and all," said Frank, shrugging nonchalantly. she'd always considered her number of friends just something that happened. There wasn't a single person here that Frank hadn't attempted to befriend in some form or fashion. After all: friendship was magic. That was one tenant that Frank believed in quite strongly.

"Yep, boat,' she replied, looking back at Odette for a moment and nodding. "It was this whole temporary thing that happened back, like, when I first got here. We all went on a boat for spring break. Kinda fun. And you would've done just fine," Frank reached out and gave Odette's shoulder a squeeze, smiling warming at the girl. Frank even leaned forward slightly, lightly touching her forehead against Odette's for a few moments, that smile again returning on Frank's face.

"No worries! Oh, and you can totes keep calling me Frankie, though not a whole lot of people do for some reason. I think because there's like, other Frankie's about and people don't wanna get us confused? Except there's also Franck, though he's French and there's kinda a honk and you don't have to worry about the cupcakes at all!" Frank said, giggling. "They're for eating."

Then, to further prove this point, Frank tossed a cupcake into her mouth. It took a bit of work, but Frank mowed through it with the expert skill of someone who was essentially a professional eater, ending by smiling widely. 'Well, duh," she said, rolling her eyes, "of course we can be friends! Now c'mon," she waved and began heading back into the kitchen. "We got some cleaning and stuff to do. It's kinda a pain, but like, if you sing or something while you work, it's not quite so bad."

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SEE TALK TO PEOPLE! THE SUGAR ADDICT KNOWS THINGS!

Yeah, she knew that talking to people obviously would get her to meet people but when she had tried this herself she didn't exactly have the best of luck with it. In fact, she has learned that it sucked quite a bit. People tended to notice her and when that happened she was usually the subject of negative attention. This was why she did everything humanly possible to avoid people. To avoid being noticed. To avoid making friends, because in the past she learned that not everyone nice, was being nice. Yet, as her eyes observed Frankie, she couldn't help this feeling that was telling her that Frankie was real. That she was in deed this nice person.

Refreshing.

It was refreshing really, to be around someone who was so, real. She couldn't help the small meek smile she had already starting to grow on her lips as she looked at Frankie. "You have....to much..confidence...in me...." She admitted to her, the soft flush of red creeping on her cheeks now. "I...don't really....make friends..." Oh god, why did she say that? "Ignore that...." She said now wanting to change the subject quickly she took in a deep breath and placed her violin case on the bottom of the cart she was wheeling around. She smiled again and took another cupcake. "If any left.....Can I take some....To my....room?" She asked now before she stuffed the new cupcake into her mouth and began following her.

Be one with awesome....Be one with no fuck ups....Be one with...

Shut up...

She mentally grumbled not needing the cheering squad which was her brain. She followed her into the kitchen and then blinked. "It...Looks like...A war zone...." She said at it, but couldn't stop her chuckling. They had some serious work to be done here. She grinned a bit and nodded as she began to roll her sleeves up. "Two hands....better then....one...." She said to her and turned to her just as she said yes they could be friends and suddenly she sucked in some air.

Was this a joke?

Was she playing with her? Did Frankie just agree to being friends with her? She suddenly felt very light headed as the blood just didn't know where to go inside her body! She blinked and released a breath. "O.m.g.areyouserious?Youreallydon'tmindbeingmyfriendatall?" It all came out so quickly that it was literally, one sentence. Odette realized what she just sounded like and covered her mouth suddenly. "Oh...um...." She closes her eyes tight in embarrassment.

And for our next trick, we will blow milk bubbles out of our nose!

GAH! DIE!

Shoves her brain down into the darkness and opens her eyes to Frankie. "So...Sorry...." Grabs a dirty tray and is now rushing with it to the sink. Wash something. Get busy. Just do something!

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

"Please, everyone can make friends and stuff. Especially here, 'cuz we're all a buncha weirdos together~" Frank sang these last few words almost to the tune of the High School Music song that sounded somewhat similar, and yes, there was a little clapping in between. "But yeah, you can totes take as many mini-cakes as you want. I can always make loads. Learned how to bake and stuff as soon as my power really kicked in. 'cuz it sucks when you're all like 'I'm hungry,'" said in a deep voice with hands stretched out, obviously attempting to sound "fat," "and there's nothing to eat and stuff."

Frank pushed aside the kitchen door, practically skipping in. Yeah, she wasn't the best at keeping things clean as she went, though she at least put in part of an effort. Not so much this time, as Frank figured that she'd get rid of the cupcakes first. "Yeah," said Frank, looking around and nodding, clearly looking over a job well done. "I'm not even sure how the frosting got on the ceiling. That's, like, super weird."

Frank eyed it for a few more seconds before shrugging, moving forward again. She paused as Odette let out the word vomit. Of course, this was Frank, so: "OHYEAHI'MTOTALLYSERIOUSIT'SGONNABESOAWESOME!" came out of her, along with a squeal and a lunging glomp that probably would've knocked Odette to the ground had Frank not been pretty good at righting herself and sort of moving. She let the other girl go, mostly 'cuz she seemed to really want to wash dishes for some reason.

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God, if she saw your track record with making friends....

She kicked her brain, don't remind her! She knew damn well her track record with making friends was horrible! Though, right now, Frankie made it so easy. She made it so simple to like her, to want to be around her. To want to be caught up in the girls energy and just float along with it as if it was nothing. She chuckled a bit and nodded her head. "Not...for everyone." She admitted to her and shrugged a bit. "Not everyone....Can make friends....." She spoke and when the reality of what she said settled in, she frowned. She spoke, rather openly there. She wasn't used to that, maybe it had something to do with how magnetic Frankie was? She didn't know, she had a very warm glow to her.

It was addictive.

She looked at the ceiling and chuckled. She was picturing various kinds of ways that the frosting got onto the ceiling and she nodded. "With you...Anything.....Is possible..." She said and chuckled again as she leaned her head to the side. "Call it....Cupcake...Art...Self...Expression...." She thought about that and wondered when it would crumble and flake down or just flop down on someone's head when they entered. "Maybe...We can...reach it with...A mop?" God, she could only imagine the looks if someone walked in and saw them trying to mop the ceiling. How the hell did you explain that one?

You don't, you just run like hell!

Pfft...

She was fumbling, nearly dropping things. She was shaking, but this wasn't out of fear. No, this was out of sheer excitement and joy. Someone, wanted to be her friend, but was it real? Was this someone wanting to be her friend to be friends or to have her drop her guard and then being a pin cushion for there entertainment? It has happened before, this wouldn't be the first time but she never met someone like Frankie. She never met someone has happy and genuine like her, it wasn't possible that this was all some kind of act. She didn't want to believe that. She wanted to believe in the fact that Frankie, really wanted to be her friend.

"You...would be....my first friend...." She admitted as she put the washed dishes out to dry and she blushed. God, did this sound corny? Probably. "Thank you..."

Better then a sorry...

That was true, she spent more time apologizing to people, it felt good to say thank you for a change.

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

"You just gotta find the right people!" insisted Frank, her optimism not dimming in the slightest. "Even like, super evil people and stuff end up with friends. Like Sauron totally had the ring-wraiths and the daleks have all their fellow daleks and stuff like that," Frank nodded, again totally confident that she'd just imparted a major Truth about Life.

"Yeah, people say that a lot, especially after they watch me chew through a wall," said Frank, tilting her head to look at the splatters. "I don't suppose you've got an ability that could, like boost me up there to do some licking or something?" Frank giggled at that, mostly at the picture of her doing it. But hey, if the other girl had a power that would help. Actually, Frank might've asked that question already. All the sugar made remembering stuff like that kinda hard.

"Aww," she turned and wrapped her arms around Odette, pulling the girl in for a quick hug. "You'll get more! I promise! I've got, like, loads of people who like to meet people and will be super stoked to be introduced to you and all. Do you like French people? Rich girls? Guys with syrupy Southern accents? Shady businessmen? You name it, I can probly hook you up," For Frank's friend list was vast indeed. "Buuuut first," she looked up at the ceiling, lifting Odette's head to look with her. "we got a job to do."