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After a moment, the sky is obscured by the smiling face of Lilly Kane looking down at him.

"What up, sai? Bad day?"

Fuck off, Lilly.

Lilly sits down next to him.

"Maybe later. I saw you run out of the bar, what happened?"

*He rolls over and glares up at her*

Nothing. Doesn't matter anyway.

Lilly just looks at him.

"You're a terrible liar, Adam. What happened?"

Nothing. I just broke a glass. It was stupid, okay?

Lilly arches an eyebrow.

"People who accidentally break glasses don't storm out of bars. They just offer to clean it up. What really happened?"

I told you, I broke a glass. I didn't mean to. And it's done. It's all the frog's fault, anyway.

Lilly thinks about this for a moment.

"Adam? Did you break the glass with Antichrist superpowers?"

*Oh look at those stars, they're so very interesting.*

Maybe.

Lilly is putting it together now.

"Oh. And... generally you don't use your powers cause you don't want to be all Antichristy and end up like your dad? Is that it?"

Well. I didn't mean to use them.

I told you it was an accident.

*he's glaring again, but there's a bit of fear behind his eyes now*

Lilly smiles reassuringly at him.

"Adam, you broke a glass. That's only apocalyptic by like, Martha Stewart standards. And you didn't even mean to do it. It's okay, really."

*His eyes are shifty now*

andthefrog.

"Robert Attila? Does she have a gazillion cousins on the way? Because if not, also small, accidental, and non-Apocalyptic."

andthetower.

Lilly frowns.

"Adam? What tower?"

*he sighs and drapes his arms over his eyes*

The tower that Thom and I made. I wrecked it.

Lilly doesn't really get why this is bad.

"So... you're sad about the tower being wrecked? Can you rebuild it? Or did you leave it out in the rain or something and now you'll never have those blueprints again?"

I didn't mean to. It just happened. Don't you see -

The frog just appeared. The tower crumbled, and the glass broke, and I didn't MEAN to, and I've had control since I knew what control was, and now I DON'T.

This, Lilly gets.

"Oh. Okay, that does suck and is scary. It's all recent?"

*he nods*

The past week or so.

"What's changed in the past week or so, then?"

I don't. know.

If I knew? I wouldn't be having this problem, now would I?

Lilly sighs.

"No shit. So let's think about it then. Anyone disturbing come into the bar, anything happen with you and Lucy?"

*He shrugs, as much as one can shrug while on their back.*

No. Not that I can think of. Nothing. If anything, I've been seeing less of Lucy than before.

Lilly thinks.

"I'm not much good at psychoanalyzing, Adam. Any chance you want to sleep with your mother?"

Gahhhhh. No. No.

No.

If you're talking about my birth mother, I don't even know who she is. If you're talking about my mum mother- oh god. No.

"Well," Lilly says brightly, "That's one possible cause gone then. Did you fight with anyone this week?"

No. No, no, no. I haven't fought with anybody, I don't want to have sex with my mother, I CERTAINLY don't want to have sex with my father. I'm being good - I'm being SO GOOD, nothing is different!

Lilly blinks.

"Well, clearly your stress level is up a bit. Maybe we can do something about that?"

*he shrugs again*

Drink?

"Yeah," Lilly says consideringly. "That could help short-term, but there are going to be times when you want to be sober, right? You should take up Yoga or something."

Yoga? You can't be serious.

Lilly grins.

"I see my reputation has preceded me. But seriously, why not? It's all calming and meditatey and about being in control but relaxed about it. Could be good for you."

*he frowns*

Maybe.

"Adam, you're not seriously worried about accidentally starting an Apocalypse, are you?" Lilly asks.

No.

Okay, well. Not entirely.

Lilly smiles at him.

"I really don't think you need to. I mean, if you get angry and lose control for a minute and a glass or a building gets broken, or a frog pops into existence, that isn't the end of the world. Literally. You would never lose control enough to start an Apocalypse."

But I've never not had control. How do I know? Oops, they overcooked my pasta, there goes my universe.

Lilly giggles. She can't help it.

"I'll talk to the bar about the dangers of mushy noodles. Seriously, though? As someone who would probably be in the vicinity of any apocalyptic events you started, I think I probably feel safer now that I know you have lost control a couple times. Because now you know it can happen, how it feels, how to get control back and what set you off. I'd totally prefer that to knowing that your control had never been tested."

Okay, so, what, from now on I just wrap myself up in a stress-free bubble?

Lilly laughs.

"Yes. I have the breathable bubble wrap on order. Nobody gets a stress-free life, Adam. You just have to figure out how to deal with stress like an ordinary guy instead of an antichrist."

Right. Like an ordinary guy. So, what? I take up American Football?

Lilly rolls her eyes.

"You could take up unhelpful sarcasm and be a gold medalist in no time, but I doubt that'd lower your stress level. It's never done anything for mine."

Okay. Alright. So. Ordinary Guy.

Adam Young, Ordinary Guy.

Lilly grins.

"It has a nice ring to it. I could even make you cards, if you like."

*he laughs*

I don't think that's quite necessary.

Thanks, though.

*he glances around*

I think I'd like to be alone for a little while. If you don't mind.

"Not at all," Lilly says.

"If you make any more frogs, though, I get to name them. Just remember that."

She smiles at him and walks back to the bar.