Gonna Make You Popular

Jiao’s reaction immediately scared the smile from Peters face, his cheeks and ears flushing a hot red, his eyes as far away from her as he could manage. The words hasn’t felt like a lie, but the only other conclusion was so strange that Peter wasn’t sure how to deal with it. His embarrassment didn’t seem to affect the haircut, Jiao still skipping away and Peter settling back into a topic that was familiar. ”It’s bad because of Fink.” He said simply, as if that would add any sense to the rest of what he’d said. Sucking in a deep breath, Peter continued, eyes darting about like he was looking for eavesdroppers. ”He runs... ran? Runs the city. He makes the glow... the glow swarms. And all the... the other bad things.” Scarred hands came up, signalling for Jiao to stop so he could turn and speak directly to her, his voices hushed. ”I think... the people who fight him, they... they aren’t good either.” Peter slid back into his initial position, feeling strangely rebellious after sharing his secret, but still far happier to not be talking. As strange as Jiao was, it was easier when she spoke, preferably about her own business. ”Is there a... um, a city in the woods?” Hopefully it would be enough of a lead that she could ramble on with it, and he could sit back and listen. Peter The only thing I know is this: I am full of wounds and still standing on my feet.