Time for ANOTHER WEAPON! (Jt and Mei.) (. . . Jt and Mei.)

Jt: I didn't know what strip meant at the time. It's not my fault that I was easily manipulated. . . It was pretty great to see my parents reaction, though.

"oh god...." she said. "I almost wish i had been there to see their faces"

Jt: Yeah, it was pretty good. When I told her what happened, she kind of fainted. I got grounded for so long. But with us traveling, it really didn't mean much to me.

Mei smiled "Wow." she started, only to be cut off by her stomach rumbling. "....shush" sh said, gigling a little as she covered her rumbling tummy.

Jt: Well, looks like it is time for us to get some food then. Having anything you want to eat in particular? Or would you be okay with anything I serve?

"Anything's fine with me.... just preferably not something spicy." She said, smiling.

Jt got up and disappeared into the kitchen. He came back in, then sat down on the couch.

Jt: Alright, chicken is in the oven. It should be ready in 40 minutes or so.

Mei smiled. "Awesome! " for a monent she sat quietly, thinking. "So, are there any other stories you have about your travels?" she asked curiously.

Jt: Yeah, of course. When I was around thirteen or so, I was selling some stuff like usual. At this time, my parents weren't here as I was traveling with a couple of cousins, a couple being 18. Anyway, while we were doing this, the mayor walks up to me, points, and said, "He's the one who sold me the socks." So, the socks I sold him he gave to his 4 year old son, who ended up slipping and falling. He wanted to sue me, and so I did what all logical 13 year old's do. I quickly packed whatever I could, then ran straight out of there. It took about 5 weeks, but we finally got him to drop the suit, and he now has a life time supply of socks for a kid who has probably outgrown them by now.

" heh do you get into trouble alot when youre not with your parents?" she asked happily

Jt: Sometimes. Though I do usually try not to. I think the worst incident was when my powers first came up when I was around 4 or so. So, we were in court watching a custody trial of one of my mom's friends go on. I was just starting to figure out what I can do, and I was happy. So, I yelled fly, then me, the table where the prosecutor sat, and about 50 other random objects or so started to float in the air. And the table nailed the Lawyer right in his face and knocked him out cold. It was not the best of moments for me.