"We could have just met at the library or the food court or something." Nox repeated as they approached the barbwire fence. "Just because your parents don't want the son of a criminal in their home doesn't mean they want you going into mine."
Lum laughed, running a hand through his hair. "And miss the chance to meet the famous Arsonist? Come on Nox, give me some credit."
"I'm giving you none, just because she's in prison doesn't mean that my mom will be nice to you."
"I'll risk it."
"You're an idiot."
"You're letting me come aren't you?"
"Do I have a choice? You teleported us here."
Lum grinned, pretending to look surprised. "Oh yah..."
Nox exhaled, ringing the buzzer to be let in. He turned to Lum grabbing him by the shoulder to get him to meet his eyes. "If we do this, you obey everything I tell you to do, no questions. Got it? She hasn't killed anyone recently, but that doesn't mean she can't choose to do so today, to you. She's not known as the Red Hurricane for nothing."
-Inspiration continuing from random thought in an earlier post.
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