Doreen & Yvette: Washing hands

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Dori helps Yvette wash her hands after carving the pig and the two end up having a discussion about friendship, visible mutations and Julian.

Cutting up the pig had been fun, but rather messy. Hands covered in juices, Yvette was trying to work out how to turn on the kitchen faucet without cutting gouges into the metal, given she'd taken off her gloves. She was staring at the sink in frustration when she heard the back door open.

Yvette smelled like pig guts. Doreen couldn't stand the smell personally, but when Yvette didn't make her way back out she some idea what had happened and thought she'd help. "I can get that for you," she said. Even though her nails didn't cut through everything and anything, Dori knew what it was like to have to live with claws. Sometimes you needed to figure out ways to do things that should have been simple and it was so very annoying. She bounced over to turn on the water, "Did you want it really hot or just warm?" she asked brightly.

"Oh, thank you, Dori," Yvette said with relief. "Hot, please. My skin will protect me from being hurt, so it does not matter so much. And the roast pig is being very messy."

"Okay," Doreen said, turning on the hot water and then stepping back, "Yeah it was. And it smells funny. I mean, I guess it smells good to everyone who's going to be eating it, but I really can't. But there's plenty of other food, so I'm really not complaining or anything."

"I do not eat the pork myself so much - my mother's family, they do no for the religious reasons, so when we were staying with them, we did not also. So I did not, how you say? Develop the taste?" Yvette rinsed off her hands and shook them off, stepping back so that Dori could turn the faucet off again while she put her gloves back on. "But yes, there is much else food for people to be eating. I think I am not going to be needing the food again for the week."

"Yeah, Monkey Joe is out there stuffing himself," Doreen said. She was guilty of this too. There were a lot of high carb, high sugar foods out there and she was having her fill, "I do miss hotdogs sometimes, but not that often," she said, turning the faucet off easily, "There's cake out there! Have you tried the cake yet?" it was big enough that she hadn't even put a very big dent in it yet.

"I am having the little - I was eating too many of the burgers," Yvette admitted, wryly. "My powers, they need much of the protein, for my skin to be so strong."

"Yeah..." Doreen mused, "The lady I talked to about the diet stuff said I needed to eat lots of carbs and sugars," she giggled, "So I have an excuse for all the candy now that I can use with my bro- I mean, just use," she didn't know when she'd be talking to Ryan again, right now he was being stupid and stubborn and not answering emails. "I guess this means you can eat all the burgers I can't. ...Though Kyle eats a lot of burgers too."

Yvette's eyes glimmered softly, catching the almost-name, but she didn't say anything. Dori needed time, not constant reminding, to heal. "It is the good thing for you, that you have the reason to eat as many of the sweet things as you want. Halloween will be the good time for you, yes?"

"Yeah! I love Halloween. I'm trying to get Julian to dress up as a Green Lantern. They're super heroes," Doreen explained brightly. "I don't know what I'm going to be yet."

"One year, I was going as the lobster. Because I am red and spiky, yes?" Yvette replied with a grin. "I do not know so much the costume this year - perhaps the video game character I am looking like?" She tilted her head. "You and Julian are the close friends, yes?"

"We are! We went to the same high school," Doreen said with a nod. "He was pretty much my only friend there."

"And you are both coming here. It is, how you say, the lucky coincidence, yes?" The Albanian girl smiled. "It is good, that you are both here for each other."

"Yeah, it's really lucky. Everyone back home had thought he was shipped off to military school," Doreen said with a nod, "I was really happy to see him here. It was totally a surprise."

"His parents are not happy that he is the mutant?" Yvette phrased it as a question, although the non-appearance of Julian's family at the beach house was pretty much an indicator.

"No, not at all. And all his friends too, they decided they didn't like him anymore. I was used to it," Doreen said, shaking her tail, "But it really wasn't fair what they all did to him."

"It is not right, what is happening to him, or that you were being used to being treated badly." Yvette shook her head. "My mother, she was hiding me when I was manifesting, so that people would not see and hurt me. I sometimes think it was lucky for me that she did so, even if I was taken away by the government later."

“It wasn’t right, but he didn’t have to tell anyone,” Doreen paused, “But I’m glad he did. It’s… nice to really have friends.” And not just people who used to be your friends. Or have to spend a lot of time getting intimately acquainted with the inside of her locker. She shuddered at the thought.

"Well, you are in the good place for that, yes?" Yvette replied with a reassuring smile. "And I think they are getting ready for the games out side. Shall we join them?"

“Yep,” Dori said happily, “I was just building up courage anyway.”

Stupid stomach butterflies. Getting the best of her.