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Party Aftermath

Fred growled to himself as he trudged to the kitchen. What in the name of all logic possessed him to go on that trip with Dolemeck? Oh yes, his entire lack of an adolescent life, but still... His head was ringing, how could people be so damned loud? And sing so off-key? He cursed as he opened the medicine cabinet, hoping to find something strong enough to fight this migraine that threatened to split his skull.

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Fred took a deep breath, but nodded. "I will take what you have said under advisement."

He looks somewhat surprised to hear Rose stick up for him, causing him to somewhat sheepishly reply, "Thank you, Rose. ..That is appreciated."

He took what Rose said and ran with it. He left it alone, and just relaxed in his seat. Dolemeck just smiled, and then tried to re-adjust his eye patch.

Rose nodded, and sat, taking a bit of her eggs. "Needs more hot sauce," she decided.

He crinkled his nose at the smell of the hot sauce. "How can you stand that? Aren't your senses enhance too?"

Dolemeck remained silent. He used his powers to steal a piece of bacon from Rose's plate in a cheeky manner, and then take a bite of it. Just like the little brother she never had would do.

"Probably better than yours," Rose said, pointedly ignoring Dolemeck's antics. "Gives it an extra kick."

Fred gave a dubious look, as if he were about to argue Rose's claims of possible sensory superiority, but realized she hadn't said it in any challenging way. "To each their own."

Dolemeck continued to be silent. He was not using his powers to steal food anymore. Instead, he was sitting still and behaving. This appeared to be a conversation for Rose and Fred. No need for him to butt in.

"Don't worry," Rose assured Fred, "I won't make ya try it."

"I was not assuming you would. For my all my grumbling, most of which I feel justified, you have never truly forced me into anything. So that's-ack!" He gave a sudden joint of paint as his right arm spasmed suddenly, the muscles abruptly twisting and shifting.

"What the bloody..." Dolemeck quickly got up from his seat in complete shock over what he was seeing. His first instinct was to go rush and get Doctor McCoy. His second instinct was to stay with Fred to make sure he was alright.

However, there was only one of him... so a choice had to be made.

"I'll go get Doctor McCoy!"

"What the flamin' heck...?!" Rose shouted, getting up so fast her chair fell to the floor.

"Move it, English!" she yelled, uncertain what she needed to do to help Fred.

At hearing the words "Dr. McCoy" Fred snarled, "STOP!" with an animalistic ferocity. He grabbed his arm and forced it on the table, breathing heavily through his teeth. "It..will pass. The doctor..is not needed."

By the time Fred had snarled "Stop", Dolemeck was already out of the room and running down the hallway of the mansion as fast as he could. Well, as fast as he could in leg braces.

"Yer comin' unglued here," Rose said. "Ain't gonna hurt not to get you checked out..."

He glared at her, eyes glowing a feral yellow. "I need no help from him!"

Fred closed his eyes and breathed heavily to control his anger. "This..is merely one of my episodes," he gritted out as the arm shifted, muscles rearranging themselves at a rapid rate. It bent and twisted to look somewhat more ungainly. "I told you..my mutation is unstable. If..your damn professors..would just give me access to the labs I could fix it myself!"

Rose could give as good as she gets in the glare department.

"You. Need. Help. And Doc McCoy is one of the smartest person in this house."

"I want no help from him!" Fred snarled, the arm finally seeming to cease flailing though it was no less misshapen. "I started the path to fixing this, I will finish it!"

Dolemeck came running back, nearly out of breath. He placed his hand up against the kitchen wall as he fought to speak.

"Doctor McCoy... is out. I... I think Dr. Reyes is in the lab, however."

Rose fixed Fred with the glare she reserved for especially stupid people.

"At least let Doc Reyes look at ya."

Fred let out a series of deep breaths through clenched teeth before letting out a howl of frustration.

"I damn well know what's wrong with me!" He looked about to argue then snarled. "Fine!"

"Lovely! We're all on the same page!" Dolemeck said between breaths.

"I will just stay right here, while you two meet-up with the good doctor."

"Good," Rose said. "C'mon," she told Fred. "Ya need to lean on me?"

Fred grunted, lifting an arm that was not quite built for the rest of his weight. "I've been in worse conditions, but thank you." He didn't sound like he was being stubborn, just stating a fact.

A smallish grin played across her face. "And I thought I was stubborn."

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