Ty was nervous. But not about the apartment. It was Tses that made him nervous, and yet he was happy. Things were as they should be, with him playing Russian roulette all over again. Maybe he'd get lucky, maybe not. Man, it was alot easier when he was chasing her across rooftops and jumping off of buildings with her.

Before long, they reached the building, and he saw it was nice. He led Tses into the office, and sitting at the desk was an older gentleman. "Hi. I'm Ty and this is Tses. I called about the apartment."

"Yes," the man said, looking over his glasses that sat on the edge of his long nose."My name is Jerry, the owner of this place. I oversee the acceptance of new residents personally. Tyler, I assume you will fill out the paperwork?"

Ty nodded, scrunching his nose at the name Tyler. It was his name, but still. He was always more of a Ty than a Tyler. He filled out the paperwork, answering everything honestly. Handing it back to Jerry, the older gentleman looked it over thoroughly. "Hmm...I see...You're on the top floor, room 71C." Ty nodded, putting the first month's rent on the desk, in cash. "Thank you, Mr. Fisher. Hope you two enjoy your stay. But I will warn you, she gets pregnant, you'll have a grace period, but you'd have to leave before she gives birth."

Ty gulped at that. "No worries there, sir," Ty replied with a grin as the man handed him the keys to the apartment.

Paperwork seemed easy enough, the meeting went over okay, and Tses didn't blow anything up. It was looking like a smooth transaction. Up until the point he reiterated the whole no kids thing. Tses just about choked on her own saliva.

A short while later and they were up at the new place. It was nice, nothing super special really. Four walls, and a roof, and no neighbor's laundry to explode. Just what they asked for. It might have looked fairly empty to a normal person, but Tses spent most her life living out of a backpack. "Home sweet home..." She remarked.

Nothing was left but to go back and get the rest of their stuff. Her foot was tired already just from the short trip. All I want for Christmas is my darn leg to heal... She thought to herself as they traveled back to the hotel. And her shoulder... a healed shoulder would be nice too...

Ty smiled as he looked around. "Yep...home." The trip back was just as short, but he could tell Tses was having a bit of a time with it. Ty packed up easily enough, most of their things being in backpacks anyway. He dumped the litter box, he'd fix that up again once they got back.

Then, was the signing out. He paid for the six days they stayed, plus they charged him an extra hundred for the mirror. Great.

Soon enough though, they were back at the apartment. Their apartment. Ty dropped their stuff on the floor, and the kitten was happy to be out of his arms, and checked out the new place. After getting the litter box set up in the bathroom, he just put their backpacks off to the side for now.

"There. Now it's home..." he murmured, walking over and kissing her.

Tses was stubborn, and somehow made it back to the hotel, and back to the apartment in one piece. She carefully covered up her limp when Ty was looking, but inwardly she was cussing like a sailor. Maybe she should have waited, but once they finally reached the apartment, it was over, they were there, end of story.

Then he kissed her. Happily ever after right?

"Sorry about the mirror." She said with a rueful smile, and glanced around the new place. She wasn't quite sharing the kitten's level of excitement, but she was content enough. About as happy as she ever seemed to be. Well, except on Christmas. Christmas was much more exciting.

Ty chuckled, kissing her again. "Eh, wouldn't have seem right if I didn't have to pay for some sort of damage." He smiled, patting her good shoulder.

For a moment, he walked away, checking out the apartment. "I got enough food to last a few days. This place is pretty nice. There's even a king sized bed. So we can be cuddly on those days, and on others you can have your space." He smiled, then had a thought.

"So..." he said sheepishly, almost like he was afraid. Because he kind of was, all things considered. "Have I behaved well enough?" He winked. Ty just pulled the trigger. Now it was time to see how loaded the gun was, and how lucky he was.

Flash, bang, the question went off through the room and a slight tint of color went across Tses' face. Ok, so she'd set that bait, but she hadn't exactly thought of how it was going to end. She looked at the kitten. The kitten looked at her. Mischief was not getting involved in this one, as he pranced off to explore the room some more. There were curtains to test.

"Hmmmm." She considered, looking around the apartment, Intentionally not looking at Ty. "Well, you know I only said something about the shirt." She delayed. Now she was just toying with him. That was just the cat in her though.

Ty bit his lip. This gun had a bit of a delay on it, it seemed. But the lad tried his luck. "Maybe, but who knows, right?" he winked as he stepped closer to her, carefully.

He wanted it; there was no doubt about it. It was all he could think about. Kissing her, helping her out of her shirt. More kissing as she wrapped her good arm around him, tugging at his own, which he would slip out of. As the scene continued in his mind, Ty's eyes suddenly glowed bright red, writing the scene on one of his gloves. His stomach felt queasy, but he shook it off, stepping toward her again and taking her hand...

It wasn't like they hadn't had moments before. Ok, that was a lie. They had a moment. A little fade to black, end of thread, sprinkle on the cupcake moment. It started as fun, then a dare, then sort of went from there. This was just... there. Here. In the moment. Was it in the moment? The flirting had been but now they were just standing there and it was awkward and he was moving closer and...

... her hand touched his glove. And holycrapheadachewhatthe....

Tses' face went from mildly pink to completely crimson as she staggered backwar*ds slightly, eyes wide like saucers. She looked at the glove, she looked at him, back at the glove... "....I think I just watched my life as a movie sex scene." She said staring at him, then back at the glove then back at him. She wasn't quite sure how she felt about it, and the lights on her arm flickered on then back off again. "I mean, well, that was...transparent." Her brain processed the images again, and she found herself stepping closer. It could either be a danger sign, or something good.

Fade to bl----

Why the hell are we fading....

Fade to black.

Ty remembered blushing as Tses read his memory, and commented on it. He remembered saying every prayer he ever heard, to every god he'd ever heard about. He even remembered whispering something to Google in there somewhere. Either somebody, somewhere, heard him and had mercy enough to spare, or he was just incredibly lucky.

Now, he found himself lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. It seemed unreal, but it had been. He wasn't dead. Silently, he whispered a thank you to whomever had heard him, if anyone. Just in case, he whispered a silent thank you to himself.

Tses was pretty sure romantic moments were easier without a busted shoulder. She was never much of a cuddler but at this point, that seemed safer than trying to move anywhere or do anything. Plus, Ty was sort of comfortable. She almost kinda understood why people liked all the relationship cuddles and butterflies and ...stuff.

Although, there was still one thing that had to be addressed. While she let it slide at the time, Ty's new powers presented a different sort of problem. "So, about that whole memory thing you've got happening... It's sort of amusing when it's just us, but..." She looked at him more seriously, which tugged at her shoulder which was already sort of hurting. "You write things like that where anyone can find them, you'll be sleeping on the couch for the next year." Once she was sure he got her point she snuggled back up against him and shut her eyes.

Off by the window there was a crash as Mischief managed to pull the curtains down.

Ty held onto Tses, letting out a small contented sigh. But the inevitable happened. Nothing exploded, or anything like that, but there was the small issue that led to this moment in the first place. Ty knew Tses was serious, but at the same time, he knew she was right.

"I do need to get a reign in on that. And fast," he murmured in her ear. "Don't worry though. I only think about that kinda thing when I'm with you...in moments like this." He closed his eyes as well, ignoring the crash of Mischief in the living area. He'd fix that in the morning.

Point made, back to cuddling. At least they were on a top floor and no one was going to go snooping through the windows right now. Although they probably needed to get better curtain rods... Or at least a cat walk. Mischief might like that.

She brought her thoughts back and surprised herself by kissing him on the cheek. "Yeah, well, we'll work on making sure you're not leaving porn on random objects and I'll make sure I don't fall through furniture. Normal mutant problems, right?" Normal, right.

Normal was getting shot by your x-boyfriend then having him ask you back out. Normal was getting back together and moving in with him even though his boss still had a death threat over your head. Normal was having a busted shoulder, and a busted leg, and then trying to have a some cute affectionate moment without cussing like a sailor.

In the end, maybe they were their own brand of normal.