Holy Crap!!!

Holy crap!!! I am a FREAKIN’ genius!!! GENIUS!!! Seriously, those mad scientists have probably given me a taste of their own medicine. I am the most super uber kick-ass human/avian hybrid in the whole freakin’ universe!
I have found out a way to hide our obvious superhuman traits! (Punches air with fist) I was watching the third X-Men movie (way cool) when they were talking about some sort of thingy that could permanently get rid of the mutation gene. Like something they inject into your blood stream.
And now I’m like “Holy crap!” because that lit a light bulb over my head.
But anyways, to make a long story short, I’ve discovered a way to repress that mutant gene that makes us, um, mutant.
Not permanently get rid of it, but just repress it so that it’s still there, but it doesn’t give any hint that we’re superhumans. That way, Trinity and I would blend in perfectly.
Almost.
There is one thing though. I can repress the gene, but I found out that it gets fired up by a combination of adrenalin and ferocity. So I have to keep cool or I’ll blow my cover.
Which is going to be a difficult feat for me, because I had been purposely designed to spaz out.
I haven’t actually tried it out yet. In fact I still have yet to create the thing. But I know how to do it, but it’s going to take me a while.
But I know how to do it, which is awesome.
Now I can relax.

…Except school…
Pffft…go with Johnny…humph…Trinity feels perfectly okay with being a walking freak show. Like Johnny can protect her from the press and news vans and all that crap. We’d be all over the papers the moment someone sees us. Then my life would be ruined.
Oh, I forgot. Johnny’s superman!!!
No offence or anything Trinity, but that makes me laugh like nothing else.
Let’s go with Johnny to school!!!

Of course he would want to be with his stuffed animal!!!
Look, this is seriously riding my nerves.
I’d better stop.

-Red