Waking up is pretty normal. Waking up to the realization that just by thinking, you can multiply things, however, is not. Stress rolls out of bed, still clutching her blankets. Ah, comfy. Maybe she should just lay on the floor for a while longer; she would not mind snuggling here with all of her blankets forever. It's a shame she doesn't have more blankets. And then, it seems that the universe agreed, as, lo and behold, the one blanket she clutches becomes six. This certainly wakes her up; the hermit nearly jumps three feet into the air. She stands up, staring at the mess of blankets that just appeared. What? Since when can THAT happen? Did Stress do that? --- Grian is once again, back at his barge, when Stress comes running in. She stops, panting, and waves weakly. "Hi, Grian! You're here. As I expected. Where else would you be. I'm not panicking. Why do you ask?" Ah yes, not panicking. This is a prime example of that. "....What did YOU get?" Grian asks, raising an eyebrow. Why does this always happen at the barge? "Anything fun?" Stress nods. Wordlessly, she pulls out a chicken. Where did that come from? Grian does not get a chance to ponder this for long, however, as that one chicken suddenly becomes tens, maybe hundreds. "This." "Oh." One chicken runs into Grian, and he kicks it across the room. Why did it have to be in his barge? "...Can you get rid of them?" Stress's face pales. "No." Crap. --- Those. Morons. X stands over his computer, glaring down at it. Doc finally left him to be alone a few hours ago, and the others have learned not to bother him when he's coding. What. Is causing this? It's driving the admin nuts. The repercussions of this could be dire. What if it happens to everyone? What kind of virus is causing this? Did HE do something? X glares through the monitors tracking the other hermits. First of all, didn't he tell Scar to NOT use his power? Is that Grian? And Stress? And an ungodly amount of chickens? Wide-eyed, X steps back. Stress has a power now, doesn't she? This is bad. This is very bad. This issssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss T̷͔̅͂H̸̨͊́Ä̴̲́̓Ṭ̵̨̓̂.̵͉̣̃͆ ̵̘͎͘I̸̓͜S̵͖̽N̴̛͔͝'̵̠̭̊͂T̴̹̆.̶̙̔̅ ̴̪̂X̸͎͈͑.̸̗͔̇ ̷̛̲̻̈́ ̸̟̯͛̓I̷̫͛ ̶̞̜͐Ċ̴̹͈̈́Ą̸̗̌N̷̨͝'̶̱͚̈́͋Ṫ̵̰̺ ̸̪̓͝E̷̬̔̂X̷̫̾͝P̸̻͉̈́̿L̷̰͉̓͋À̷̫̬Ï̶͕͖N̴̡̅.̵̻͊ ̵͉̓H̴̺̏̈E̶̙͑͜ ̴̗̓W̵̝͋O̸͉̹̓̇N̸̘̩̍̾'̴͍͂̆T̴͔̗͛̚ ̸̳̊̈́L̸̢̮͆Ĕ̶͙̈́T̶͙̣̃ ̷̱̞͛̚M̴͓̘͠Ë̴̪́͒.̵̡̜̈͠ ̸̯͑ ̸̼͈͝B̵̞́͑Ụ̵̟̇T̴͇͍̆ ̸͚̏Ḯ̵̘̬T̶͘ͅͅ'̸̱͒̏S̷̻̋ ̸̩̫̈Ṉ̴͒Ó̴̯T̴̺̆ ̵͓͗X̴̤̓.̸̪̚ ̵̱̌ ̶̧̇I̵̛͖͐'̷̼̔͜M̵̩͑ ̴̙͙͋S̶̲͍̈́́Ơ̴͜R̴̡̙̊Ṛ̷̙̍̊Ý̴̡̕ ̶͇̯̇I̴̙̩͒͆F̷̬̈́͋ ̶̟͇͊Ĭ̵͙̼'̸͕̎M̸̢̒̋ ̵̖͐S̷̘̈́C̷̭͔͋̉Á̶̳R̴̹̄̒͜Y̷̡̹̓̾.̶̬̫͐͝.̶̫̑̀.̶̹̠̾ ̶̨͑O̴̗̾̿R̶̬̓͐ ̶̜̩̀A̶͖̒̓M̶͚͈͋ ̶͔̈́ͅI̷͉̚ ̵̳̀͐N̶̩̋̏ͅÍ̵͈͆C̵̢̲̃E̷̯̅?̸̞̈́̓ ̷̠̏W̴͉͉̎̅H̷͖̑Y̸̻̽ ̸͙͉͒M̴̺̀U̴̬͋Ṣ̵͕̽T̵̠͓̈ ̵̰̝͂͆Y̷̦̔Ó̶̳Ụ̷̥͂̈ ̶̞̭͛̓B̴̧̃̈́Ẽ̸͚ ̶͈͜͝Ṡ̷̱̔O̸̯̮͗͝ ̸͙͆̕C̶͈͑͘Ỏ̶̫̳Ǹ̴̛̲T̸̘͊Ŕ̶̖̠Ǎ̷̬̰͛D̶̺̲̈͂I̴̦͂͠C̷̣̣͘T̷̠͓̈́Ő̷̡͝R̶̛͎̄Ŷ̸̨?̷̲̃ ̷̼̑̎ͅÙ̴̼̗Ǹ̴͖L̵̟͠E̷̜̋S̷͂ͅS̵̗͕͆̉ ̵͍̦̀̚Y̶̢̮̾̆Ỏ̴͙̹Ȕ̵̜͒ ̶̥̏̄͜A̶̙̾̓R̸̞̫̔͠E̷̙͛̔ ̵̲̏͌M̷̲͛Ú̴͖͘ͅL̴̬͌T̵̪̦͌͝I̷̙̟͆͝Ṗ̸̬̻Ḻ̸͎̇E̴̡̪̅ ̴̨̀P̸̦̠̒̕E̵̼̺͑O̶̥͆P̶̘̂L̷̩͈̇Ê̶̹̬̚.̸̬̋̕.̷̠̩̍͒.̷̹̾͆?̷̮̠͋̿ ̵̻͔́ ̸̘͓͛̾P̸͓̳̑L̴̡̥͛͘Ḙ̸̑͘Ą̴̳̉S̶̮̔͘E̸̳̠̿.̷͇̫͐.̶͙̓.̴̖̌̕ ̴͕̅̋͜D̸̝̱̀Ǫ̶͍̓Ņ̴̝̏'̵̟̌͛T̴̘͌ ̸̝̍̆Ĺ̵͓͖͋Ḙ̶͉̊͗A̸̝͆ͅV̶̈͜E̶̹̎͠.̷͓̊̐ ̶͓͓̀͊Ỉ̶̦ ̶͚̱̍̚D̴̢̹͋̅O̷̳̖͛N̵̺̟̋͂'̶̣͊T̶̥̈͝ ̷̺̥̍K̵̤̀N̸̢̔O̵̰̕ͅẂ̵͍̣̏ ̷̣̬͊W̸̝̞̓̂H̷̜̹̑A̶̪̖̐T̶̙̬͒ ̷̣̓W̷̝̫͐͌Ī̷̧̾L̴̤̃̾L̵͇̹̈́ ̴͚̘̔̊H̷̫͘A̸̲̓͘P̷͍͋̀P̵̳̟̾E̷̩̒̂N̸̹͠ ̸̮͘Í̷̬͖F̸͚̅ ̵̝̃Ỷ̵͔̅O̸̭͋̐U̶̯̫͂͛ ̷̖͈͋D̷̲̽̚O̶̻̍͘.̶̙͆̈ ̶̻̗̚ ̵̠̹̓I̶̢̬͠͝ ̴̛̬̯̕J̷̦̐Ú̶͇̦̕S̶̨̠͠T̴̘͗ ̶̤̀̈́͜K̵̻̅͝Ǹ̸̫̎Ô̸̺W̸̙̆̌ ̷̩̎́Ḯ̶̧̺͝T̵̫̩̈́ ̶̧͙͝W̷͉͝O̴͉̒͝N̴̡̏͜'̴̥̽͋T̵̼̰̓̓ ̸̝̘̈́B̵̰͝E̷̻̅ͅ ̵̧̛͙͗G̶̣͋̉O̵̩̾Ǒ̵͓D̷̻́.̵̝̀̍ Xisuma shuts down his computer angrily, storming off to the other side of the room. He needs to fix this. If he doesn't, everything he's worked so hard for could crumble to pieces. And then what?
9 months? 9 hours? what's the difference? i got bored, decided to revive this who needs homework when you have au's still too lazy to put effort into the thumbnails
