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This weekend had started off normal. Different from her usual self, not that she knew that, sure, but -- normal, at least, in that no one was chasing her or trying to invade her privacy.

Then this morning she'd woken up and found squirrels perched outside her window. And that had all changed.

Now she was on the run in the warehouse district, ducking through alleys and trying to avoid the squirrels and their tiny, tiny notepads. And how did she keep herself occupied during this mission?

She sang, of course.

"You don't understand
What it is
That makes me tick
But you wish you did...

Shit, a squirrel! Miley pressed herself up against the wall, stomach sucked in to try to avoid being seen. Then it scampered off and she returned to fleeing and darting between buildings some more.

"You always second-guess, wonderin'
I say yes, but you just
Lose out every time...

[[oh my god, so open. miley is now miley cyrus from the music video of "fly on the wall." yeah, i went there.]]

Date: 2012-03-11 06:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Shatner had done his best to get away from all of the telepaths in the dorms. How could there be a building with nothing but telepaths? It was improbable and terrifying!

And that's why he found himself in the abandoned warehouse district, far away from anyone else... or so he thought.

"Is somebody singing?" Shatner asked. He had no additional thoughts on the matter.

Date: 2012-03-11 06:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"If you only knew what I talked about
When I'm with my friends just hanging out

Wait. A person. Could it be a reporter? Or did the squirrels talk? Experimentally, Miley craned her neck around the building she was hiding behind.

Oh. It was a guy, all right.

Could she trust him? Or would he just take pictures of her and sell them to whatever tabloid would have them?

Then again, he looked young and innocent. Maybe he could be trusted.

"Hey," she said, taking a few steps away from the building in Shatner's direction.

Date: 2012-03-11 07:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't expecting anyone to be here," Shatner said. "Play it cool, maybe she's hiding too."

Date: 2012-03-11 07:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Shhhh," Miley hissed, reaching to try to tug him behind a building. "The squirrels are everywhere. Are they looking for you too?"

Date: 2012-03-11 07:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Squirrels?" Shatner asked as he was tugged. "Don't be crazy. It's the telepaths you have to watch out for! The telepaths!"

Date: 2012-03-11 07:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Miley's eyes went huge. "There's telepaths too?" Oh good god, it was worse than she thought.

Date: 2012-03-11 07:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"What? I didn't say anything about... My god, not you too!" Shatner said. "Why can everyone read my mind?"

Date: 2012-03-11 07:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Miley tilted her head. "I... can't," she said slowly. "You're just talking out loud."

Then she gasped. "A squirrel! Quick, hide!"

Date: 2012-03-11 07:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I'm not falling for that one. You're trying to influence me with your mind for some nefarious purpose," Shatner said. "Probably!"

Date: 2012-03-11 07:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"No, I'm not!" Miley insisted, crouching down under some exposed pipes that couldn't possibly be safe. How her hair retained its currently awesome state was beyond anyone's knowledge. "They're taking notes on my life to sell to the tabloids."

No, no, spoken words weren't enough to convey the horror -- she had to elaborate further.

"Then they'll have the inside scoop on
What to say, what to do
That way when you play the game
Baby you can never lose...

Date: 2012-03-11 07:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Wait, are you some kind of celebrity or something?" Shatner asked. "I could totally sell her out to the tabloids!"

Date: 2012-03-11 07:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
And so his horrible plan became clear to her! "No!" Miley gasped, and she quickly swung herself up on top of the pipe. Because she had gymnastic skills now, or something.

"Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall?
A creepy little sneaky little fly on the wall?

She leapt off the pipe, hurrying down an alley as she continued her chorus.

"All my precious secrets, yeah
You know them all
Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall?
Edited Date: 2012-03-11 07:32 pm (UTC)

Date: 2012-03-11 07:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I thought you said you weren't a mind-reader!" Shatner called out. "She didn't say anything about being a gymnast, though."

Date: 2012-03-11 07:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I'm not!" Miley shouted, pausing in her escape for a brief dance break. "I'm just a singer!"

Yes, yes, she really was.

"You'd love to know
The things I do
When I'm with my friends
And not with you
You always second guess, wonderin'
If there's other guys I'm flirtin' with
You should know by now...

Date: 2012-03-11 07:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"You're a liar is what you are!" Shatner called back. "A telepathic liar."

Date: 2012-03-11 07:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Am not!" Miley yelled, maturely. "I was trying to keep you safe from the squirrels, is all!"

"If you were my boyfriend I'd be true to you
If I make a promise, I'm coming through
Don't you wish that you could see me
Every second of the day
That way you would have no doubt
That baby I would never change...?

Probably not, Miley, no.

Date: 2012-03-11 08:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Of course not. She refused to stop reading his mind, and then she lied about it.

"Singing attracts squirrels you know!" Shatner yelled back. "But you knew that already, mind-reader."

Date: 2012-03-11 08:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I don't read minds!" Miley yelled. "What makes you think I do?"

Date: 2012-03-11 08:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"The fact that you keep reading my mind!" Dave yelled. "Stop it!"

Date: 2012-03-11 08:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"But I'm not!" Miley insisted. "Just... don't talk for a sec!"

Yes, Miley, that would work. Obviously.

Date: 2012-03-11 08:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"And make it easier for you to read my mind? Not likely," Shatner thought that he thought but he actually said. "Sure, okay, I'll do that starting right now."

Date: 2012-03-11 08:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"What?" Okay, fine, whatever, this guy was weird. "But look, see? I'm not reading your mind or anything!"

Miley, that proved nothing.

Date: 2012-03-11 09:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Suuuuuure you're not!" Shatner said. "Sarcasm! Got you there."

Date: 2012-03-11 09:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I'm not!" she insisted. "Really!"

Date: 2012-03-11 09:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Then come down here and prove it!" Shatner said. "So I can take a picture of you and sell it to the press."

Date: 2012-03-11 09:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Miley let out a noise of horror. "No way!" she shrieked, hurrying in those high heeled boots of hers down the nearest alley.

"Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall?
A creepy little sneaky little fly on the wall?
All my precious secrets, yeah, you know them all
Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall?

Date: 2012-03-11 09:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Well, I got away from another telepath," Shatner said. "That was probably the cutest one so far, though."

Date: 2012-03-11 07:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
In the skies above the warehouse district, a gleeful "WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" could be heard as Flyclops zoomed through the air with red eye-punches streaming into his umbrella.

Seconds later, he was across town.

Date: 2012-03-11 07:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Oh no!" Miley hissed, ducking. "He's got a camera!"

Not quite, Miley. Not quite.

Date: 2012-03-11 10:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Karla had helpfully pointed Wally in the direction of the abandoned warehouse district yesterday, and now the Flash was patrolling.

And you didn't need to be a superhero to figure out that a girl ducking through warehouses was probably either up to something or avoiding something. He sped up to her. "Need a hand, miss?"

Date: 2012-03-11 11:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Miley eyed him cautiously. "Are you with them?" she asked in hushed tones.

Date: 2012-03-12 12:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Depends who them are." Seriously, did no one here recognise a member of the Justice League when they saw one?

Date: 2012-03-12 12:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"The reporters!" she hissed. "They're after me!"

Date: 2012-03-12 12:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Okaaaay. There was a small gust of wind as Wally quickly checked the surrounding area. "I don't see any reporters."

Date: 2012-03-12 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"No, no," Miley clarified. "They're squirrels."

Date: 2012-03-12 12:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"The reporters are squirrels." Sure Wally had seen some crazy things in his time, but that was pretty out there. "Ma'am, is there any medicine you've decided to stop taking?"

Date: 2012-03-12 12:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"" Miley started.

Oh, Wally. Oh, Wally, no.

"You don't understand
What it is
That makes me tick
But you wish you did
You always second-guess, wonderin'
I say yes, but you just
Lose out every time...

Date: 2012-03-12 12:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
And that was Wally's answer.

"Okay, ma'am, I really think we need to head to the clinic so you can speak to a doctor." He needed to get this girl help before she started pulling on a costume and committing music themed crimes.


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