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[purplehazegirl]

Who: Mindy Walker-Hayes
What: Self-exploration
When: A few days after talking with Midnighter
Where: Jason's apartment
Interactions: Jason Todd
Warnings: Language.



The three girls sat cross-legged in a circle, staring at one another. They all looked vaguely similar, with long brown hair and big eyes and noses with a strong bridge, but their eyes were different colours, their hair different styles, one of them wore a hat in the likeness of a panda.

"We knew this was going to happen as soon as Strangefate was defeated," Said Molly Walker, the most timid of the three. "...I knew."

"So what? We just keep on doin' what we do." Said Mindy McReady, Hit-girl. "Together, the three of us kick the fuckin' asses of any shit suckin' gangster that comes our way."

"Swears," Molly Hayes, the girl in the hat, said. "And I don't know that we have a choice."

Walker said "If we split apart, our life as we know it as Purple Haze will be gone. Our memories of our parents...our friends."

"We don't have friends," Hit-Girl said.

"Power Girl!" Molly Hayes said loudly. "And the Midnighter! And Jason!"

At that last name, they all fell silent, each girl feeling her cheeks redden but hoping the other girls wouldn't notice.

"So, we're trading three realities for one," Molly Walker said. "And none of these realities are particularly good ones."

"Fuck it," Announced Hit-Girl. "I'll be the first to say it. I like having the powers. I think we can do a lot of good this way."

The other two girls squirmed, but it was pretty obvious they agreed with her, but were too pussy to admit it.

"We do make an awesome team," Molly Hayes said reluctantly. "And I like the name Purple Haze. Kinda ready to grow up now, though."

"Being a kid has it's advantages but...now that I'm super strong I kinda have to agree with you, kid." Hit-girl said. Molly Walker just nodded.

There was a moment of silence, unannounced but it was known that it was for their respective histories.

Molly Hayes was the first to break the silence. "Sooooo...how do we do this?"

"I think we all have to choose to do it." Walker said. "So do we?"

"Yep!" Chirped Molly Hayes.

"Fuck yeah!" cried Hit-Girl.

Walker nodded and the three girls stacked hands, one over the other.


Mindy Walker-Hayes was curled up in a ball, the couch felt more narrow than she was used to, her feet kept kicking the arm rest and she couldn't stretch out properly. She grimaced and tried to tuck her hands under her chin but her boobs were in the way.
...wait, what?

Mindy's eyes snapped open and she sat up, her toes stubbing against the floor as it came up way sooner than she expected. She felt gangling and weird and boy was her sleeping t-shirt tight.
She looked down at herself, seeing shapely, bare thighs and elegant hands. She ran to the bathroom and stared at the woman staring back.

"OH FUCKSHIT!"

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[purplehazegirl]

"C'moooon," she whimpered, tapping her toes against the cold tiled floor. "I'm tired and your heating sucks. Can we continue this after a reasonable bout of sleep?

[voted_dead]

"Welll, there's always my room, and I've got extra room under the covers..." Jason would have continued, but he was also fairly certain Mindy might really try to kill him at this rate. After a moment, he shrugged.

"But if you want pants, I think I have some sweats in the dresser."

[purplehazegirl]

For a second, just a split second, it almost looked as if Mindy was considering it but then she shuffled her feet again. "Sweats. And the couch is fine."

[voted_dead]

"Take the bed. I've got the couch this time," Jason replied soberly, taking only a moment to go to his room and return with sweats. These were unceremoniously tossed towards the newly aged-up vigilante.

"Just save further screaming for emergencies with blood or fire, okay?"

[purplehazegirl]

She caught the pants with one hand, her chest unbound from her arm. She quickly slipped the sweats on and drew the string tighter. She looked kind of like she was wearing a bad costume of that princess from Aladdin.

"Cool! I get the bed." She walked past Jason and pecked a little kiss on his cheek because hey, why not? For all they knew she could be 12 again tomorrow. Or even younger.

[voted_dead]

"Whatever," Jason replied nonchalantly, trying not to grin at the peck on his cheek.

"Get some sleep, squirt."

[purplehazegirl]

She spun on her heel and faced him with a grin. "Squirt? Really? Don't you think I'm a little old for that now?"

[voted_dead]

"You've gone up a few years physically, but I'm still the oldest here," came his easy reply. "Legs and breasts alone don't make you any less squirt, or else they'd be letting fourteen-year-olds vote."

[purplehazegirl]

Mindy smirked, putting her hands on her very shapely hips. "Or maybe you're just scared. Maybe you're clueless about how to handle the situation. I mean, for as long as I've been here I haven't seen you bring a girl back to the apartment. My guess is that it doesn't happen often."

[voted_dead]

"I know exactly how to handle the situation: sleep on it now, deal with the madness tomorrow," Jason shot back. "Also the whole vigilante thing isn't exactly a chick magnet, and how often do I do the 'secret identity' thing?"

[purplehazegirl]

"Riiiight." Mindy said, pivoting on a foot towards the bedroom and dusting her hands off on her hips and butt as if she won a fight.

[voted_dead]

"You are cruising for a spanking," he threatened, only half-teasing.

[purplehazegirl]

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