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[Nightmare]

Phoebe swore as she slammed her cell phone closed. Required. Her presence was REQUIRED. She loved her father to death, but she loathed the rest of her family. Especially her sister. The Romanian native didn't really consider herself a crutial part of the Night family anymore, so she couldn't for the life of her understand why her father was making her attend the stupid family reunion.

Phoebe was sure of one thing, she wasn't going alone. Especially is she had to see Mara again. She knew her older sister hated her, even more so since the purple haired girl had first used her powers on the girl. Things hadn't been the same between them since. Phoebe knew her sister and she had a right to be scared, she'd definately prefer to have backup...just in case.

That's why Tara was going. Well...Tara didn't know it yet, but Phoebe had decided it the moment her father started going over who would be there. The younger mutant considered the Hydro a crutial part of her family now, so if Phoebe had to endure the torture, then Tara would have to do the same.

She rubbed her hands through her hair and glanced around the room, the coming trip already stressing her out. She needed to pack, she needed to clear things with the Professor, she needed to book a flight to Romania, but right now...she needed to inform the older girl of her plans for the next two weeks. "Tara!"Phoebe screamed, hoping the older girl was within earshot. "Tara! I need to talk to you. It's a matter of grave importance so get your ass in here!"

[LittlRogue]

Everything in Tara's mind was screaming 'turn around'. She had just gotten back home from the mall, having filled her shoe craving. "If I hurry, maybe I can make it back to the Jeep without her noticing." She thought to herself. Usually bad things were about to happen when Phoebe yelled at her, especially from their room. It usually ment she was mad about how the room looked seeing how Tara rarely cleaned.

"Tara! I need to talk to you. It's a matter of grave importance so get your ass in here!"

That caught her attention. "What's this then?" She muttered, pausing her her retreat. What could be so important? She hesitated before going into the room, thinking it could be a ploy. She didn't want to be roped into cleaning the room, but if it was important she didn't want to run out. Damn her conscience. "Darn you, child, this better be as important as you claim it to be."

She resigned herself to whatever may lay behind the door and pushed it open, peeking her head in. "What the hell do you want, munchkin? I could be out doing something better, like poking at Adrian."

[Nightmare]

"What the hell do you want, munchkin? I could be out doing something better, like poking at Adrian."

Phoebe snorted when she heard Tara's comment from the doorway. "Munchkin? You may be older then me, but I'm an inch taller then you, Shorty." She knew she was going to get some response to the 'Shorty' comment, but right now she just didn't care.

"Start packing." She growled, still angry that she had to go to the damn family reunion. She hated those people. Her father knew that too, so why was he torturing her like this? Maybe he just wanted to bring the family back together. After his wife left, what was left of the Night family slowly started breaking apart.

"I'm going to Romania for two weeks. Family Reunion. Yeah, I'm not happy about it either. And guess what? You're going with me. I do NOT want to have to face those people alone and you're more like family to me then they'll ever be. We'll be leaving tomorrow night."

She had only stopped to think about what would happen if Tara refused briefly. Those few minutes were all she needed to come up with her response to the answer 'No' should Tara say that. There were plenty of tricks up the younger girl's sleeve, Tara just didn't know how much Phoebe had on her. Even if the hydro flat out refused at first, Phoebe was positive they would both be on a plane to Romania at 5 PM tomorrow night.

[LittlRogue]

Tara frowned at the short comment. "So what if I'm short? It's not my fault I take more after my father than my mother. At least I'm not fat... or stocky. I know a lot of short people who are freaking huge. Taking that into consideration I know a lot of tall people who are freaking huge. Oh well... I probably won't shrink as much when I'm older. And hey, I think if were any taller it really wouldn't look right. Evil comes in small packages, right? Hell, I'm so adorable too. Who needs -" Yes, Tara could be rather touchy about her height at times. She had continued on in her mind so long that she missed most of what Phoebe said. It was a good tactic to use sometimes, but one word had rang through clear in the two-tone's ears.

"Reunion."

"Oh hell no." Tara thought to herself, steeling her gaze and crossing her arms. She had heard enough of Phoebe's family. They rivaled her own in a few aspects. Tara never attended her own family reunions, why on God's green earth would she attend one in another country? That wasn't even her family? Hell no. Hell. No.

"Um, 'scuse me? No. One, flying is bad. Especially over water. Two, countries that don't speaka de English is bad. Three, its your family. No. No no no. No times a million, kid. You have fun over Romania. Give your father a hello for me. Send me a postcard, I'll send you a care package. Ta, dear. Heck no." She said assuredly, watching Phoebe sift through her closet for a suitcase. "Here, I'll be so nice as to help you pack." She offered, throwing one of her own dirty shirts in the bag.

[Nightmare]

"Um, 'scuse me? No. One, flying is bad. Especially over water. Two, countries that don't speaka de English is bad. Three, its your family. No. No no no. No times a million, kid. You have fun over Romania. Give your father a hello for me. Send me a postcard, I'll send you a care package. Ta, dear. Heck no. Here, I'll be so nice as to help you pack."

Phoebe sighed, she had definately seen that one coming. Lucky for her, she'd already devised a plan. She threw the shirt back to Tara and smirked. "So sorry that's the way you feel Tara. I guess I'll just have to tell Logan how you dragged poor, weak me out of the institute when I was reading a book and getting myself educated, took me to a bar, got me DRUNK and then got me a tattoo." She pointed to the griffin that was barely visible under the tanktop she had on. (What?! It was hot and no one else had been in the room before she called Tara in.)

She knew Tara would hate her for doing that, but Phoebe wanted to avoid going alone at all costs. She couldn't stand those people, she hated them..they hated her..she needed someone she could talk to. The minute her father had insissted she attend, Phoebe had decided that Tara's prescence was also required and had asked her father if she could bring a friend. He said yes, Tara was going.

Of course, there were other reasons why Phoebe wanted the older mutant to go. She was afraid to leave Tara by herself for too long, knowing full well the trouble she could cause. Phoebe also wanted to share her home country with Tara. She loved Romania, it was where she had grown up and it would mean a lot to her if Tara went back home with her.

Phoebe looked at Tara and gave her the best puppy dog eyes she could manage. "Please Tara? It won't be that bad, most everyone speaks English and if they don't, I can translate. You can sleep through the flight, I'm terrified of flying but I do this atleast once or twice a year. Please come with me?" She paused, and raised an eyebrow. "Or should I tell Logan of our little...adventure?"

[LittlRogue]

"So sorry that's the way you feel Tara. I guess I'll just have to tell Logan how you dragged poor, weak me out of the institute when I was reading a book and getting myself educated, took me to a bar, got me DRUNK and then got me a tattoo."

Tara opened her mouth and furrowed her brows in shock, how could Phoebe dare turn her in like that? "But... I didn't make you drink those drinks! I said you could walk back! That's not fair!" She argued in a rather futile fashion. She stuck out her lip, trying to figure a way out of this.

"Please Tara? It won't be that bad, most everyone speaks English and if they don't, I can translate. You can sleep through the flight, I'm terrified of flying but I do this atleast once or twice a year. Please come with me? Or should I tell Logan of our little...adventure?"

Tara saw the glint in Phoebe's eye and knew she was telling the truth. If the older girl didn't conceded, she would definately be on Logan's most wanted list. She could see herself still doing extra chores when Phoebe returned two weeks from now. This was a total low. "Well what about that time when you..." She trailed off, trying to think of some dirt on Phoebe. "Damn little angel." Tara cursed when she realized Phoebe never really stepped out of line. "When... you... beat me over the head when we were sick! Huh? That was way outta line... " She faultered, realizing how pathetic it actually was. There was a moment of silence before Tara gave up trying to imtimidate the younger girl before she stomped her foot and clenched her fists by her side in a rather childish manner. Yes, she was throwing a temper tantrum.

"Phoebe! This isn't fair! Why do I have to go? I don't want to!"

[Nightmare]

"Phoebe! This isn't fair! Why do I have to go? I don't want to!"

Phoebe snorted, "I don't want to go either, but I still have to attend. And so do you, so tough it out, lovey. You're going and that's final. Oh, and don't think that I wouldn't tell Logan. I have a griffin on my shoulder for the rest of my life, you owe me."

Phoebe started throwing a mess of clothes into her suitcase, mentally running through a checklist of everything she would need. There was so much to do before tomorrow. Ugg..how she hated last-minute things. Her brain always ran too fast, she never had any time to think.

"We'll be gone for two weeks, and it's considerably colder there then it is here, so pack warm clothes." She paused, almost hearing the words that Tara was about to speak. "And stop whining. You've never been there, so how do you know that you won't like it? The reunion won't be that bad, I'm sure most of the time we can find something to do out of the house. Dad knows how much I hate those people, so I don't think he'd torture me by making my stay at home the entire time. And hey, I live in the middle of Bucharest, it's the capital.. so there is plenty to do there. So what do you say, Please Tara?"

Phoebe didn't know why she was begging. It's not like the older girl had a choice anyway. She was going whether she liked it or not.

[LittlRogue]

Tara huffed. "Well, yanno, it was your fault I have a dragon. I wasn't going to get one until you pointed it out. We're both at fault, mk? Why punish me like this?" She muttered. She decided she might as well put up the illusion of packing while continuing her attempts to weasel her way out of this particular situation.

The two-tone stuck out her tongue, muttered an 'I hate you, Phoebe Night.' and ventured into her closet, a feat not many would dare attempt. After a moment of wrestling with discarded clothes, shoes, and whatever life forms may have inhabited her closet, she emerged triumphantly with a large duffle back. Really, the size of this thing impressed even her. She could fit in it easily with room for stitch and pillow. The two-tone tossed it on her bed and returned to her closet for her winter collection. Luckily for her she had gone on a shopping spree every year around fall once she had arrived at the Institute, claiming she didn't have enough warm clothes. Hell, at home she could usually manage outside in a tee and heavy jacket. She tried that here once, haha... hahaha.

She yanked 10 long sleeved shirts off their hangers - her favorites. A few may have made her recieve a few interesting looks, but she wasn't looking to impress anyone. She forced herself to somewhat fold them properly as she tossed them into her bag before returning to her closet for everything else. "You know," She muttered from in her closet, even there though you could hear the amusement in her voice. "Adrian should be going instead. Shouldn't daddy meet the lucky man courting his daughter?" She snorted, emerging once more with a pile of clothes to sort through.

"And I trust you to keep me entertained. You know full well I won't hesitate to cause any damage and make myself look like an 'Obnoxious American.' And if it snows... well.. you know that's going to be another issue. Snows water, right? So even if we aren't anywhere near a lake I can drench you just as easy, yes? You're risking some severe safetly by bringing me, kid." She pointed a finger at Phoebe's chest with raised brow. Maybe the younger girl would reconsider once she mentioned Adrian and once she threatened right back.

[Nightmare]

"You know, Adrian should be going instead. Shouldn't daddy meet the lucky man courting his daughter?"

Phoebe glared, she knew Tara would have some sort of snarky comment, but she never expected it to be this. "Tara, there is absolutely nothing going on between Adrian and I and there never will be. Have you forgotten that I can't TOUCH people or shall I give you a hug right now and remind you?" She snarled, gesturing to the bare skin on her arms. "There is no reason for my father to meet Adrian, he's just a friend from the institute, almost like my big brother. Just shut the hell up and keep packing." Phoebe was cranky now, Well..Tara had that effect on her.

"And I trust you to keep me entertained. You know full well I won't hesitate to cause any damage and make myself look like an 'Obnoxious American.' And if it snows... well.. you know that's going to be another issue. Snows water, right? So even if we aren't anywhere near a lake I can drench you just as easy, yes? You're risking some severe safetly by bringing me, kid."

Phoebe snorted, "Nice try Tara. You're coming with me, no ifs, ands or buts. I'm not afraid of your powers, because have you forgotten I have powers of my own? I don't need to touch you to scare you anymore. And there will be plenty to do, just like there would be here. I promise you that. There's castles and vampires and food and music. You will be entertained."

Phoebe threw a sweatshirt and some jeans into her suitcase and remembered that she didn't have to pack as much. She had clothes and stuff there, so all she would really need is what was in her suitcase now along with a few books, her computer, and Zipper, her grey wolf stuffed animal. She grinned, glad to be finished packing. Well...one thing she could check off her list of things she had to do before she left for Romania.

[LittlRogue]

Tara ignored the younger girl as she denied any attraction to Adrian. She knew something was there. She did, however, pause as Phoebe motioned to her bare arms. She was definately not a fan of nightmares. Being in one of her obnoxious moods, Tara decided to test her limits. She balanced on one foot and brought one leg up, poised to kick, and pulled her arms up as well in a stereotypical kung-fu fasion. "You can't touch me, kid." She said in her most intimidating voice, adding a 'Hi-ya' sounding effect on the end. Phoebe, however, was bound and determined to ignore this. Tara frowned and grabbed her pillow, chunking it at her head. "Don't threaten me." She scowled, busying herself with packing once more.

It didn't take long for her to pack; she planned on shopping while she was over there. She figured that if she didn't like some of the clothes she packed she could just replace that part of her wardrobe with a new wardrobe. The two-tone sighed, pulling her hair out of her face, and moved the bag to the floor before flopping down on her bed and pulling Stitch close. He didn't go in the suitcase, he went in the carry on. She had tried her hardest to get out of this trip, but was to no avail. By this time tomorrow night, she'd be at the airport bording her flight for Romania.

"We better be flying first class." She muttered, hoping Phoebe would hear and get the hint.

That time passed remarkably fast it seemed. Phoebe practically had to drag the older girl away from Bobby as they dueled on his Playstation. The ride to the airport was a quiet one, and only when they boarded the plane did Tara really begin to speak up (out of nervousness perhaps). "So, how long is this flight? Do you think they'd let me have a drink? They should have those teeny bottles of vodka or whatever." The older mutant glanced around at their surroundings, making sure to avoid the window. She had made Phoebe take the window seat so she wouldn't catch a glance of the earth at 30000 feet.

[Nightmare]

"So, how long is this flight? Do you think they'd let me have a drink? They should have those teeny bottles of vodka or whatever."

Phoebe tried to hold back laughter as she watched Tara squirm. The younger mutant was terrified of flying herself, but she had become so accustomed to this flight, that it really didn't phase her anymore. She still never liked sitting next to the window, but she'd let the older girl have the inside seat, knowing that she needed to be nice to Tara since she had 'convinced' the hydro to come with her.

"Relax. The flight itself is only 11 and a half hours, but be get off in Paris and get on another plane. It will be fine. I promise you. Just watch the movie or something. Play my PSP, listen to your music. The trip actually happens quite fast, so just enjoy yourself, girl."

Phoebe knew damn well that Tara wasn't going to relax, but she did need to calm down. Getting herself worked up would only cause...well...water damage, and they couldn't have that. "And no lovey, I do not think they'd let you have a drink. Get water or soda, stay away from the alcohal. You don't need it. Try to sleep or something. It will make the flight go by faster."

Phoebe put on her headphones and listened to the movie, realizing within the first few seconds that the movie was in french. It made sense...this was a french airline. "Heh... How about you play the PSP, Tara? I have a whole mess of games and movies in my backpack." She glanced back at the movie and instantly recognized it as Eight Below, the disney movie about the sled dogs stranded in Antartica. The only differences were...well, they were obviously playing the french dubbed version, and anything 'disturbing' was taken out...which wasn't a lot seeing as this WAS a Disney movie.

"Calm down, girl. You'll be fine."

(*Finding out what movies that stupid airline was playing was freaking hard. The damn site was in FRENCH. -.- You'd never expect a french airline to have a french website.*)

[LittlRogue]

"Oh, only 11 hours. Lovely. I hate you." Tara quipped as she felt the jet begin to taxi. Her body tensed and she knew she needed to calm herself, they didn't need the pipes bursting on the plane. She honestly didn't know what this fear was; she wasn't half as nervous when she was on the Blackbird. Perhaps its because she trusted the pilots more. There were so many stories in the news of plane crashes, but there had never been anything like that on the Blackbird.

She knew she was too antsy at the moment to watch movie, so she settled for the sweet sounds of her iPod - Chiodos to be exact. It drowned out the roaring engines. Within moments they were soaring high, and Tara was a little bit more relaxed. Only a little bit, mind you. She figured she was too antsy to read or watch a movie, so she did the next best thing. She bugged the stewardess.

It started simply enough, pressing the button and getting her attention. Tara happened to 'forget' her request the first time. The second time was for a blanket. The third, a drink. The forth, to ask a question. The fifth, sixth and seventh, to ask more questions. It amused Tara greatly as it seemingly frustrated the woman whose job it was to be nice. She was determined to crack that fake smile, and had done a decent job so far. She did however decide to wait a bit before pushing the button once more.

"So... who all is going to be at this thing? Should I be trying to avoid people? Or... what?" She poked Phoebe in the arm to get her attention.

[Nightmare]

Phoebe sighed as she watched Tara annoy the flight stewardess. At first, she had thought it was funny, but now it was getting annoying. The younger mutant was pretty damn close to slapping the older girl next time her hand went for that button. Just becase Tara was cranky, it was no reason for her to make everyone else cranky.

"So... who all is going to be at this thing? Should I be trying to avoid people? Or... what?"

Phoebe bit her lip, trying to come up with a good answer. "Well...avoid my sister Mara at all costs. She's a bitch, worse then you on a bad day. My father is awesome, I think you'd like him. The rest of my family is just...normal. My grandmum is one of those over-protective sorts, grandad is crazy. Like...medically.My cousins are freaks. They go vampire hunting, they want to join the army of the undead. They've been at it for a few years, obviously haven't had any luck. My uncle is a jerk. Don't talk to him. >.> That's about it. There will be more people there, but no one else is important."

Phoebe shook her head, trying to get her family out of her mind. She didn't like thinking about them because she really didn't like most of them. Like she had told Tara earlier, most of their days would be spent away from her house. There was plenty of things to do in Romania, like visit the Bran castle. If you went to Romania you had to see Dracula's castle, it was like...an unwritten law.

"Hey, did you bring your camera?" She asked, trying to take Tara's mind of the stewardess and get her to leave the poor woman alone. They didn't need to piss anybody off.

[LittlRogue]

"Well...avoid my sister Mara at all costs. She's a bitch, worse then you on a bad day."

Tara furrowed her brow; perhaps thats why Phoebe stuck to her more than most anyone else - she was used to the mood that shone through in Tara more often than not. This also agitated her; someone more obnoxious to deal with than herself? What was this world coming to? She wouldn't allow it. "We'll just see if she can out-bitch me, mk?" She said stiffly, hoping the girl wasn't as bad as Phoebe was proclaiming. That might definately bring a problem around, but she hoped not.

"Of course I brought my camera. Its one of the first things I checked off on my list." Tara gave the younger mutant an incredulous look, the two-tone was too fond of her camera to leave it anywhere. "Why? Is there a nice photo op at this height?" She snorted, motioning to the window.

Tara glanced at the cellphone on the top of Phoebe's bag. The small screen read 'one new message' and she frowned. Who'd be calling Phoebe? Tara was usually the only one that frequented the phone. She reached for it and flipped the screen up; the message was from Adrian. "Awwww... how cute. Fly boy left you a message." She cooed jokingly as she played the voicemail on speaker. She muffled it with her hand so only the two girls could hear.

"Hey Phoebe, it's Adrian! I know you're going to Romanian, and I just wanted to tell you to not get captured by Marius this time. Xavier's not home, so he can't help you if you do. Just letting you know! Be safe! I'll talk to you later! Bye, love!"

Tara blinked and glanced at Phoebe. "Wow... I dated that. Well, you have fun with him, dear." She snorted, tossing the phone towards the younger mutant.

[Nightmare]

"We'll just see if she can out-bitch me, mk?"

Phoebe snorted and shook her head. "Okay...but I wouldn't be so sure that you'll win this time. Mara HATES me ever since I used my power on her by accident. She was always mean before then, but now she's just a bitch." Phoebe shrugged, thinking back to the days when she used to live with her family. Mara had always teased her about the stupidest things, like being the baby, or having nightmares. One day, the younger girl had just snapped and the next thing she knew Mara was on the ground screaming. She shuddered and tried to clear her mind of those thoughts, she hated thinking about her sister.

"Of course I brought my camera. Its one of the first things I checked off on my list. Why? Is there a nice photo op at this height?"

"Not in the air, but there will be once we finally get to Romania. There's tons of cool looking architecture in Bucharest and oh! There's the Bran castle, and lots of other castles whose names I never cared to learn. But it doesn't matter, cause the Bran Castle is the important one. If you visit Romania, you have to visit Dracula. Well..his house." Phoebe couldn't help but ramble. Castle Bran was one of her favourite places. It had a creepy vibe, it freaked everyone out just the slightest bit. That's why it was one of the places she visited every time she went home, not to mention that it was just a kickass place to go.

"Hey Phoebe, it's Adrian! I know you're going to Romanian, and I just wanted to tell you to not get captured by Marius this time. Xavier's not home, so he can't help you if you do. Just letting you know! Be safe! I'll talk to you later! Bye, love!"

Phoebe's eyes got wide. Adrian left her a message? She didn't even know that he had her number. The younger mutant really only used her phone to check in with her father or keep an eye on Tara. She didn't really see the point of making any other phone calls when she had the internet.She shrugged it off and started packing her stuff up instead. "We'll be landing in Paris soon." She muttered as she threw her cell phone and PSP into her messenger bag. "Then we have to swith planes."