I Hate Jello (Legion of Thieves)

The Legion of Thieves

I Hate Jello

Xaro Leitz

It started on one of those lazy Sunday afternoons. We had no current missions going on and everyone was off doing their own thing. Lissa and Ania had dragged Dawn to the mall for some girl time. Pratt was with Arthur in his library probably doing dangerous experiments. I could really care less, Max, Ben and I were in the Common Room on a Netflix binge.

We had just finished with the fifth season of our now-favorite-series. Ben had gotten up to grab another round of drinks and Max was running for the bathroom. I sprawled out on the couch, cracking my now stiff neck. I had become one with the couch and it would take Heaven and Earth to move me. Max came back from the loo and we were waiting on Ben when...

"Run for your lives!" Pratt screamed as he and Arthur crashed through the room. They vaulted over the couch causing me to roll onto the floor. I never realized Heaven and Earth came in the form of two teenage boys.

"What, the of name Tartarus are you two doing!" I demanded, rising from the carpet. (Gods we really need to do some vacuuming). They both looked scared; pale, sweaty faces, dilated pupils and they were trembling slightly.

"What happened?" I asked, my anger beginning to recede.

"Xaro look out!" Max shouted.

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