Little Terrors

[flying_monkees]

Title: Little Terrors
Characters: Mylar, Maya
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Not safe for anyone, pure crack!  Also, possible spoilers up thru 3.02.  This is the fault of a thread that capn_mactastic had here (make sure to check out the pic).
Disclaimer: Heroes does not belong to me no matter how much I wish it did.
Summary: Maya's babysitting while Mohinder and Sylar are out
Table/Prompt: Crack/Rough Housing, written for mission_insane 
A/N: I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry! This is Mac's fault! He showed me the above thread. Beta'd by the wonderful flwrpwr_vampyre .

 

Maya ran screaming around the room, covering her head, hearing the pitter-patter of tiny feet following close behind her.  She ducked into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her, crawling into the shower, cowering as far from the door as she could get.  She could hear them, trying to reach the doorknob, watching in terror as the doorknob slowly turned….

 

Sylar opened the apartment door, frowning.  He turned to look at Mohinder behind him.  “I think they’re at it again.”  He sighed, walking to the bathroom, stopping when he saw the six little Mohinder babies there.  He really couldn’t even call them babies; they were fully grown miniature copies of Mohinder, five inches tall.

 

Two Mohinderlings were standing in front of the bathroom door, banging on it.  One had climbed up on top of another’s shoulders, trying to reach the doorknob.  The other two were trying to squeeze under the bathroom door.  Frowning, Sylar stood there, tapping his foot.

 

“How many times have we told you not to terrorize Maya?!”  He thundered at them, kneeling down and sweeping them up into his hands.  They squealed and started pouting at him but he ignored them, handing them to Mohinder.  “Here, put them in their room while I save Maya.”  Mohinder nodded, carrying the six back to their room.  He knocked on the door.  “Maya, it’s me…”  He slowly opened the door…

 

…To be hit with the towel bar.  He winced, looking at Maya. 

 

“I’m never babysitting for you again!”  She screamed, running out the door, trying to stop the black ooze from falling from her eyes.  Sylar sighed, yelling towards Mohinder.

 

“We’re going to have to get another babysitter again.  Do you think Peter would help…?”

Comments

[flying-monkees.livejournal.com]

LOL At least they have taste. Too bad big daddy Sylar had to spoil their fun. *giggles*

Thanks hun for helping me with it, you know you made it better. *grin*

God! I want one too! Wonder how hard it would be to make one...*thoughtful face is thoughtful*

[flwrpwr-vampyre.livejournal.com]

We build a shrink ray? Sadly we'd only get a mini Sendhil. Oh I know, we build an alternate universe maker.