"Shit, shit shit!" he thought as he threw the batter into the pan and looked at the clock. "Only an hour!?" He hissed, shoving the heart-shaped raw cake into the oven. Tyler turned to the кухня and stared in horror. Flour powered every cranny of the room, egg shells cluttered the floor, the sugar bag was tumped over, so was the cooking oil but it was spilling on the floor. The огонь caster groaned. He still had to dethorn the dazzling red roses, clean, душ and get dressed!
In a hurry he sped over to the Розы and stared at them, a million thorns decorated each of the twelve flowers. How do florist do it?" the thought faded away as he quickly got to picking. A hiss of pain erupted as a point dug into his skin, drawing blood. He whined and continued plucking. He finished. Blood covered his hands and he was on the edge of exploding when a smell of burning wafted into his nose. He turned and screamed as smoke erupted from the oven. Blue eyes narrowed to a оранжевый and he stared in shock. Another burning smell broke his spell and he turned to the roses. Fire! "No..No...No.No.!" He whimpered in panic and hurriedly chunked the vase of water on them. Glaring at the clock he realized he was out of time.
Suddenly a squeak of a door sounded over the loud smoke detector. There stood an elegant Becca in a stunning blue,fitted, dress. Her hair, in springy curls, danced across her shoulders. "Ty?" Her voice trailed from her lips as she observed the image before her. The кухня a mess, smoke loomed above them, and in the center was a tall soot haired boy, cake batter splashed his face and clothes, blood dripped from his main index finger, his hands were red stained, and he was giving the cheesest smile.
"Happy Valentine's Day, beautiful!" He chimed, trying to hide his distress, a single red rose drooped from his hands.
"Ty, what is this?" Her mouth gaped.
Ty was defeated,"Oh, Becca, I'm so sorry I tried so hard to make this perfect, but the cake and the Розы and.. I'm so sorry!"
Becca smiled,"Tyler! This? This is wonderful!" She trotted up to him and hugged him, taking the цветок in her hand,"Don't be sorry!" She dashed a finger across his face and licked the batter that covered it. "I bet the cake was delicious! And this rose!' She danced around until she was in his arms again,"You must have worked so hard to pick it out," Thank you!" Becca smiled before Поцелуи him.
It felt like time had stopped, but Ty pulled away. "You're not mad?"
"Haha! No!"
"But I ruined everything!"
"You're the only present I need, Ty."
He smirked."Happy Valentine's day, Becca. I Любовь you."
Swiftly he picked her up and headed down the hallway into his room.
"I Любовь Ты too."
-.-***-.-
In a hurry he sped over to the Розы and stared at them, a million thorns decorated each of the twelve flowers. How do florist do it?" the thought faded away as he quickly got to picking. A hiss of pain erupted as a point dug into his skin, drawing blood. He whined and continued plucking. He finished. Blood covered his hands and he was on the edge of exploding when a smell of burning wafted into his nose. He turned and screamed as smoke erupted from the oven. Blue eyes narrowed to a оранжевый and he stared in shock. Another burning smell broke his spell and he turned to the roses. Fire! "No..No...No.No.!" He whimpered in panic and hurriedly chunked the vase of water on them. Glaring at the clock he realized he was out of time.
Suddenly a squeak of a door sounded over the loud smoke detector. There stood an elegant Becca in a stunning blue,fitted, dress. Her hair, in springy curls, danced across her shoulders. "Ty?" Her voice trailed from her lips as she observed the image before her. The кухня a mess, smoke loomed above them, and in the center was a tall soot haired boy, cake batter splashed his face and clothes, blood dripped from his main index finger, his hands were red stained, and he was giving the cheesest smile.
"Happy Valentine's Day, beautiful!" He chimed, trying to hide his distress, a single red rose drooped from his hands.
"Ty, what is this?" Her mouth gaped.
Ty was defeated,"Oh, Becca, I'm so sorry I tried so hard to make this perfect, but the cake and the Розы and.. I'm so sorry!"
Becca smiled,"Tyler! This? This is wonderful!" She trotted up to him and hugged him, taking the цветок in her hand,"Don't be sorry!" She dashed a finger across his face and licked the batter that covered it. "I bet the cake was delicious! And this rose!' She danced around until she was in his arms again,"You must have worked so hard to pick it out," Thank you!" Becca smiled before Поцелуи him.
It felt like time had stopped, but Ty pulled away. "You're not mad?"
"Haha! No!"
"But I ruined everything!"
"You're the only present I need, Ty."
He smirked."Happy Valentine's day, Becca. I Любовь you."
Swiftly he picked her up and headed down the hallway into his room.
"I Любовь Ты too."
-.-***-.-
Name: Lara Nightingale
Occupation: Hero
Hero Name: Nightingale
Age: 16
Appearance: Dark-brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender
Powers: Has the power of flight, strength and longer stamina.
Abilities/Skills:
Knows jujitsu and is very good at evading enemies.
Hero costume: Purple crop вверх with long sleeves (With an "N" logo) Black pants, black boots, yellow utility belt, and a black cape with hood.
Civvies: Green crop top, three-quarter jean pants, white shoes, black baseball cap.
Weapons: None. She has her powers-she doesn't need weapons has her powers are strong enough.
Personality:
Sarcastic and is a friendly person.
Family: Her grandma is Talia Al Ghul and her parents were killed in a plane crash-so she's a orphan.
Story: Came from the future (52 yrs from time)
Occupation: Hero
Hero Name: Nightingale
Age: 16
Appearance: Dark-brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender
Powers: Has the power of flight, strength and longer stamina.
Abilities/Skills:
Knows jujitsu and is very good at evading enemies.
Hero costume: Purple crop вверх with long sleeves (With an "N" logo) Black pants, black boots, yellow utility belt, and a black cape with hood.
Civvies: Green crop top, three-quarter jean pants, white shoes, black baseball cap.
Weapons: None. She has her powers-she doesn't need weapons has her powers are strong enough.
Personality:
Sarcastic and is a friendly person.
Family: Her grandma is Talia Al Ghul and her parents were killed in a plane crash-so she's a orphan.
Story: Came from the future (52 yrs from time)
"Quite impressive." A voice whispered in Revenge's ear.
Revenge kept his masked eyes forward. "Yes. Quite. Ты secured things on your end, partner?"
"Yes,"
"Good, now we let the two sides fight it out."
A фургон, ван screeched up in front of Alpha Squad. Gas flew out of the фургон, ван and in a few seconds, the entire team was unconscious. Masked men walked out and threw the teens into the back of the van.
Sam flew unconscious into the van. A shadowy figure landed Далее to the men.
"Missed one." the female said.
The men nodded and got back in the фургон, ван before driving off.
Revenge kept his masked eyes forward. "Yes. Quite. Ты secured things on your end, partner?"
"Yes,"
"Good, now we let the two sides fight it out."
A фургон, ван screeched up in front of Alpha Squad. Gas flew out of the фургон, ван and in a few seconds, the entire team was unconscious. Masked men walked out and threw the teens into the back of the van.
Sam flew unconscious into the van. A shadowy figure landed Далее to the men.
"Missed one." the female said.
The men nodded and got back in the фургон, ван before driving off.