Molly stood in the back of the ensemble. She didn’t come in quickly, since she was the quiet one of the group and mostly took to her own little world, and by the way she clutched her Carebear tightly to her chest she didn’t feel like talking. She remembered the man. At least, the youthful version of the man with the long hair anyways! He stopped the Boogeyman. He saved the world.
He was cool. She always thought he would be nicer, though, but kept her that to herself.
Molly would always remember the night when the sky exploded. She couldn’t forget. Not ever.
“What happened to Nikki?” She asked with a soft voice. Her emotional maturity mirrored that to an adult, so when she heard what Hiro said, her common sense told her to keep her own willful independence at bay and listen. Plus, Micah was a much better leader than she was, anyway.