Alfie Randall Tibbits (a_tibbits) wrote in genome_project, @ 2010-10-09 00:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | josie allen, october 2010 |
Who: Alfie Tibbits and OTA.
What: Alfie accidentally uses his powers in front of OTA.
Where: High School.
When: [Forward dated] Monday or Tuesday after school.
Rating: TBA.
Alfie wasn't ever good at keeping secrets. He liked to brag about his accomplishments and all the cool things he could do. This made it all rather difficult to really keep his power under wraps, though he'd somehow managed to do a fairly good job at it. Not that many people knew he could lift a steam engine as if it was a candy cane and not even break a sweat. But there were some things Alfie didn't want people to know about for real. They would think he was a total punk if they found out.
And this was Alfie's secret.
Every afternoon, he would finish up at practice and head on over to the bleachers where he would sneak under them to find what he had been hiding there. Actually, someone else had thought this was the perfect hiding place, and Alfie had to agree. People rarely looked under the bleachers, and so long as he didn't make any noise, he could stay there for as long as he wanted, and no one would be the wiser.
And on this afternoon, Alfie could be found ducking underneath the bleachers to visit his secret. His five secrets. He smiled when he caught sight of them, pulling out a brown paper bag from his book bag and ripping open the can he'd pulled out from it. "Here you go guys," he said, placing the cat food in front of five small kittens. They meowed and purred their thanks to him before proceeding with their noms. There. Alfie had done his good deed of the day. Or had he?
A creak coming from the bleachers caught his attention. He only had seconds to react when he realized what was about to happen. "SHIT!" In an instant, the bleachers came hurling down toward him and the kittens, who all scattered in fear. Alfie reached up and held the bleachers in place with the strength that came from who knows where. With a sigh, he looked down to find the kittens were safe and sound, but there was another noise. Someone was watching him as he held up the heavy bleachers with just about his pinky finger.
"Great. I'm fucked."