for Robin_Love ( Favin)

Gomen for grammar and spelling. This not beta's but it is a excerpt of my three-part (subject to change if needed) series Diagnose. It's be proven to be harder to write since I'm no longer in the YJ fandom, hence the più Homestuck format it taken with it being written in 2nd person. aggiornamenti will be sporadic and let me know what te think. Enjoy te basic bitches.

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"Po-pole," te wheezed against your fogging screen.

"Pole activated."

You lept back, carefully shifting your weight upon your palms with each flip back into the snow. Instantly the Lupi follow upon suite, clawing against the soil...

Alek unwrapped the bandages from his hand and stared down at the scarred knuckles. Scars not from his recente injuries, but from cuts made long before he had gained the ability to heal so quickly. He flexed his fingers, the fluid movement unhindered da any pain. The only reminder of Alek's outburst from the night before was the broken mirror, the glass of which the teenager had cleaned up. He made a mental note to replace the shattered mirror just as he heard a soft murmur behind him.
"I thought te had left." The girl standing in the doorway of the bathroom wore a white tee-shirt that hung loose...

"Booker?"
"What?"
"I have a problem."
"Lemme guess, it's your little pest?"
"Yes, she left the mansion."
"And?"
"She can't think she can go wandering off now."
"Okay, te seem to be having a conversation with yourself, little brother."
"Teach her a lesson!"
"Ha! Me? She isn't my pet!"
"Dammit, Booker.. Fine. Send in her bro-"
"NO!"
"What? Why?"
"He's busy..."
"Dammit! Fine I guess I'll deal with her."
-.-.-

A knock shattered the broken silence. I looked up, who wanted to bother me, now?

Damian barged in, his eyes blazing, his lips drawn into a frown; his brows furrowed.
"Mother fu-" was all I could say, before...