What The Luck!?

"Can someone remind me why we hate ourselves again?" Art had his head down on the table. He was losing his mind while they were recapping all of their subjects to prepare for the academic finals. 

"Stop being so dramatic. We are all nearly a month ahead on our school work now. You should have this stuff memorized already. Not to mention we also need to work on some sparring since everyone in school saw what we can do when it comes to fighting. The news showed off our tournaments like crazy." Jane was not letting Art get away from studying. She had already forced him back twice. 

"Honestly, I think the group as a whole will do great. Those of us that didn't actually fight will surprise everyone and those of us that did we scare them away." Asher was looking on the bright side. 

The three had gotten together to study one last time before they had their exams. The rest of the group had locked themselves away in their own homes t do exactly the same. Out of everyone, Cara had been the worst. Sje had locked herself away after the group had last spoken and been studying non stop. The only time Asher, Art, and Jane had seen her was the morning work outs they did. Jane made a point to join them so that she could push her stamina. It was mostly just running for her though. 

"Are you sure Cara will be alright?" Jane was the most worried. Cara had even shut off her phone for the entire week. Mostly because her friends had been too distracting and only wanted to talk about the group she was now in. Along with the tournaments and how they had managed to get in and participate. 

"Yes. She does this kind of thing a lot when there is a test or a pop quiz. It's how she handles it. But I think she will do even better this time. She got a ninety three last exam season. But since everyone has said they are aiming for perfects she will most likely do the same. But she will probably get it." Asher was not going to doubt his sister for a second. It was clear that he believed she would come out on top like always of not even push past the limits that were in place. 

"I'm more worried that she is opening a china shop in her room. None of the plates or bowls, or even silverware come out. She has an entire week's worth. I served lunch on paper plates." Art ceased the chance to avoid studying the math equations again. This was the seventh time going through it and he hated it more than anything. He would much rather talk about the shocking hoarding of dishes Cara was doing right now. 

"I already said this was normal. But why haven't you asked my mom for the spare dish set? We use it whenever Cara takes them to her room. It happens sometimes but only when she is really stressed out. I would say she's the perfect shut in under stress.' Asher was imagining what would happen if Cara decided to stay in her room forever. He would need to deliver food and get her to clean things. It would be a terrible babysitting job. 

"I believe there are some shut ins that do amazing things." Jane became a little offended and pouted with puffed up cheeks.

"Umm, yeah?" Art was confused about why Jane would sound so annoyed. 

"My uncle hasn't been outside for five years. But he works online. He makes a lot of money and lives a very minimalistic life. It's not that he's afraid of the outside or anything. But all he needs to do is finalize tax reports and send them away. He hasn't needed to leave for some time." Jane made it sound like this was nothing. 

"He should go outside at some point. He needs the sun to absorb nutrients and stuff.' Asher sounded worried that jane might follow in her uncles' footsteps. 

Jane noticed this and was quick to shake her head in denial. She would not become a shut in because she had different goals in life and too much to explore in the world. "He will go outside if he needs to. But he avoids it if it is out of the way. He still dates and stuff too. It sounds weird but the more you learn the more it's proven he is a functional person." Jane was not about to lie to them about the situation. 

"Huh, well, if you say so." Art just shrugged and started to scribble on the scrap papers. 

"That's good for him. Unfortunately, we won't be able to follow in his footsteps. We will need to stay popular to keep showing the word that we are the best future heroes." Asher was still motivated. The group had noticed his constant positive attitude at all times lately. It was a lot to handle but it made sense since he had watched every single person win their matches. 

"Hey, you guys watched the videos of the tournaments right?" Asher realized that they all had recorded at home the matches and could watch them. "I was wondering if there was anything that stood out for us three to talk about? I know that we are the most experienced other than Cara in the group and I want to make sure that we can put some things out of our minds before tomorrow." Asher had the worry that someone may become too worried and stressed before they get to the tournaments. 

"I watched every one. To be honest, I think Sammy needs to learn to fly. Or maybe condense wind in to some sort of attack. She could copy me and move metal around or something around with wind." Art had thought of this only because the two of them could use their super powers to manipulate something. Louis technically fell in to this but he also had a much harder power to control.

"Oh! You should have checked the group chat. Louis and Sammy were training the other day and now Sammy can levitate and even push herself up higher. It's a great improvement. Apparently, that woman with dragon wings and her have been talking and Sammy got a lot of inspiration." Jane was slightly arrogant since she had caught this before the two boys. 

"That's great. I mentioned to Louis too that he needed more control over his lightning. But when he told me he was working on that I asked how. He told me he is starting a controlled muscle group workout. Apparently, he is going to isolate certain smaller muscle groups and train them. This will let him manipulate his body better and use the lightning." Asher was very happy to hear that Louis had found a suitable training technique. 

"That sounds way better than what Jane is doing. She had been setting video games to different speeds and trying to make her mind move as fast as her hands. She just showed up one day and was asking for video games. She even asked if I had more back at my parent's house and wanted me to get them. But I gave her the fighting one and told her to have good luck." The casual mention of the mansion that Art could be living in made Jane and Asher finally ready to ask him. 

"You are going to take us for a tour of the mansion right?" Asher beat Jane to asking. The two had strange smiles that made Art worry that showing them the mansion would go poorly. 

"You have to show us. We have been friends for like a million years. We haven't seen your house yet." Jane was putting it on thick. Art knew he wouldn't be able to resist and that he would need to take his friends to see the interior of the mansion. 

"First, if we go now, will I need to keep doing math?" Art wanted to get something out of this too. If he could ditch math he was on the top of the world. 

"That's fine. We can take a breath from the math subject today." Asher purposefully said thus so he could switch to another subject after, They needed world history lessons again. 

"Second, if my older brother is there we head back here." This was met with a nod from Asher and Jane. They would have suggested the exact same rule. 

"Third, please don't freak out too much. We all know that we can't really stay there. My brother only gave in because we directly confronted him in front of a ton of people. EWe have not won yet." Art was much more serious about this, He still needed to find out what the good reasons were that his brother had hidden away and lied to Art about his super power. Not to mention kick him from the house when it wasn't fully necessary.

"Agreed." The two agreed without a single question. As soon as they did, Art stood up and grabbed his jacket.

"Coming?" 

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