«We Could Be Legends»

Indigo stood for a second, unsure how to reply. Somehow she didn't feel saying something so personal was good to do via Frosty's foot.

"Speechless, eh? I'm surprised. I thought enchanters were "the masters of words" or something like that." Toby said. His voice was now just grumpy, and not furious. Ha, looks like I won that fight, sucka!
Or maybe she's just preparing a long speech about how she's right and you're wrong. Or she hung up.
C'mon dude, for once let me have a little fun with this. If she hung up that would be very cowardly.
 
"We're at the park to meet up with everyone, Sleeping Beauty, and we're not exactly surrounded by friends," Bleddyn supplied laconically as one of her fingers mechanically tapped on a window. "Take a look-see and tell me that those vans are operated by innocent beings."
"Hey, it wasn't me that was having the mental breakdown." Peter muttered, feeling his face flush at Bleddyn's words. Peter, just shut up. You're the one with such weak powers. He looked past Bleddyn at the others and ran his fingers through his freshly watered hair.
"She's not my friend." Toby growled. "That's the least of my worries right now. So what if she hears how I plan to kill you if you keep talking. I doubt she could arrest me. Oh wait, this is the person who thinks kidnapping is okay!" He said the last part loud enough for Indigo to hear him, if she was even still on the phone.
"Peter, you probably sustained countless blows to the head on this trip. I highly doubt a good-natured slap would work to bring you into consciousness," Indigo scolded.
Then she screamed through Frosty's foot. "If that's your idea of kidnapping, then ambulances kidnap people all the time! We have to bring down all ambulances to protect human rights apparently."
"Wait one second. I sustained what?" Peter asked, his attempt at communication failing as Indigo continued to argue into her headset.
"Yes that's my idea of kidnapping, I told you repeatedly I didn't want to go! But does anyone listen to me? Noooo, cause I'm just a stupid idiot! People have the right to refuse treatment-even lifesaving-unless mentally impaired by drugs and alcohol, brain injury, or psychiatric illness. Or if they are a minor - and although I look like I'm ten, I'm not - or a threat to the community." Toby yelled back at her.
Indigo winced at the volume. "I care about you, stupid."
"Well maybe you shouldn't! And do you know how creepy that sounds? You don't know me. I bet you only care about the key and saving the world or whatever. Not me. You can't care about someone you don't know." Toby replied, his voice getting softer at the end. He was actually surprised she said that, and a little touched, but he didn't let it show.
Indigo stood for a second, unsure how to reply. Somehow she didn't feel saying something so personal was good to do via Frosty's foot.
"Now that you've confessed your undying love for each other, can we please focus on the road?" Frosty muttered. He looked out the window and practically screeched, "Taxi-kid! Turn left!"
 
"Speechless, eh? I'm surprised. I thought enchanters were "the masters of words" or something like that." Toby said. His voice was now just grumpy, and not furious. Ha, looks like I won that fight, sucka!
Or maybe she's just preparing a long speech about how she's right and you're wrong. Or she hung up.
C'mon dude, for once let me have a little fun with this. If she hung up that would be very cowardly.
"So, are you going to tell me all the reasons I'm wrong through a stinky foot, I mean, a foot, a good foot, or are you going to wait till we see each other face to face, and see what you want to say then?" came Indigo's voice, so quiet Toby had to lean in closely to Frosty's foot.
 
"Hey, it wasn't me that was having the mental breakdown." Peter muttered, feeling his face flush at Bleddyn's words. Peter, just shut up. You're the one with such weak powers. He looked past Bleddyn at the others and ran his fingers through his freshly watered hair.


"Wait one second. I sustained what?" Peter asked, his attempt at communication failing as Indigo continued to argue into her headset.




"Now that you've confessed your undying love for each other, can we please focus on the road?" Frosty muttered. He looked out the window and practically screeched, "Taxi-kid! Turn left!"

Toby cursed. "I do not love or even like her! Besides, she has to be at least ten years older than me." He took a sharp turn to the left. "Taxi-kid? Seriously? That's really offensive. I'm not five."

"So, are you going to tell me all the reasons I'm wrong through a stinky foot, I mean, a foot, a good foot, or are you going to wait till we see each other face to face, and see what you want to say then?" came Indigo's voice, so quiet Toby had to lean in closely to Frosty's foot.

Toby snickered. "Oh, so you want to see my face? You really do like me, do you? I don't see why you would. Or is this just some manipulative scam? Pretend to like someone to get what you want, and then throw them away like a piece of trash when you're done."
 
Toby cursed. "I do not love or even like her! Besides, she has to be at least ten years older than me." He took a sharp turn to the left. "Taxi-kid? Seriously? That's really offensive. I'm not five."



Toby snickered. "Oh, so you want to see my face? You really do like me, do you? I don't see why you would. Or is this just some manipulative scam? Pretend to like someone to get what you want, and then throw them away like a piece of trash when you're done."
"Hah, same for you," Indigo said, meaning nothing exactly in particular.
 
"Hah, same for you," Indigo said, meaning nothing exactly in particular.

"What you just said makes no sense. Are you saying I'm the manipulative one? Or that I like you? No really, I'm confused, explain." Toby said. "Oorrr, are you saying I must be at least ten years older than you?"
 
"What you just said makes no sense. Are you saying I'm the manipulative one? Or that I like you? No really, I'm confused, explain." Toby said. "Oorrr, are you saying I must be at least ten years older than you?"
"Second," Indigo muttered. Toby was cute when he was confused.
 
"So, are you going to tell me all the reasons I'm wrong through a stinky foot, I mean, a foot, a good foot, or are you going to wait till we see each other face to face, and see what you want to say then?" came Indigo's voice, so quiet Toby had to lean in closely to Frosty's foot.
"Hey! Unlike some people, I keep my feet clean!" Frosty protested. "And, yes, I do remember that river incident!"
Toby cursed. "I do not love or even like her! Besides, she has to be at least ten years older than me." He took a sharp turn to the left. "Taxi-kid? Seriously? That's really offensive. I'm not five."



Toby snickered. "Oh, so you want to see my face? You really do like me, do you? I don't see why you would. Or is this just some manipulative scam? Pretend to like someone to get what you want, and then throw them away like a piece of trash when you're done."
Frosty rolled his eyes. "Well, would you rather I called you Indigo-lover?" He muttered, instantly realizing that was a rather lame nickname.
"Hah, same for you," Indigo said, meaning nothing exactly in particular.
"What you just said makes no sense. Are you saying I'm the manipulative one? Or that I like you? No really, I'm confused, explain." Toby said. "Oorrr, are you saying I must be at least ten years older than you?"
"Would you two stop, already? You sound like preschoolers."
 
"Um, if I liked you why would I be denying it? And why would I be insulting you?" He asked, still a little confused.

"Hey! Unlike some people, I keep my feet clean!" Frosty protested. "And, yes, I do remember that river incident!"

Frosty rolled his eyes. "Well, would you rather I called you Indigo-lover?" He muttered, instantly realizing that was a rather lame nickname.


"Would you two stop, already? You sound like preschoolers."
"Frosty's right, for once," Indigo muttered. "So what now? What's the plan?"
 

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