Macy’s anger took over. “Gee, Frank, why don’t you tell me how you really feel?” she asked sarcastically.
“I’m soooooo sorry you’re stuck with me; your normal garden variety paranormal freak. You know, the one they gave you as a partner in your voluntary involvement on the Mesmeristic Normative Mindvision team in the CIA’s Special Activities Division? You know, that uber super- secret combo special ops team?” She snorted.
She turned and speared him to his seat with her glare. “What? I’m not “normal” enough for you?” Her voice nearly hit a fevered pitch before she reeled it back in. “Did you honestly think you were going to get involved with a team and get a “normal” partner?” she questioningly hissed, air-quoting with her fingers.
“If I didn’t know better, I would seriously think you were a plant, sent in just to mess us all up and get the group disbanded for real. You and I both know that absolutely can’t happen. If I didn’t know you better, I’d start to worry about your intent.”
Truth be told, Macy was getting worried- but not about Frank.
For starters, she was rapid-cycling, something she had never done before in such quick succession. Usually, she picked a time period and stuck with it; either past, present, or future. She couldn’t think of another situation when she had shuffled so quickly between them, and definitely not in such a short amount of time. It was like the time-changing was on speed dial.
She was also trying not to worry about what it meant that somehow, she had sort of taken Frank with her the last time. What he saw in her eyes wasn’t a reflection of what was going on behind him at the gym. Nope. What he saw was the reflection of the explosion that had gotten her hair smoldering.
Weird thing was, it was astral projection not of the present- but of the past. And she had somehow taken him along for the ride.
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I’m baaaack! Did you miss us? 
I was really excited when Trifecta gave us the opportunity to just write a few weeks ago. And then life got in the way and I didn’t actually get time to do it. *sigh* 333 words, however, I can crank out pretty easily, fitting it into my morning schedule without too much issue.
If you’re new or have missed parts to this never-ending saga of fun, click on this Gunz-N-Roses link here or the tab on each page to read the rest of the story.
Week 26 of Trifecta’s writing challenge word is:
1: a : a normal line
b : the portion of a normal line to a plane curve between the curve and the x- axis
2: one that is normal
(Why are there no comments here? Are they not loading or am I really the first?) Thanks for linking up! Yes, we missed you. I love your writing, and I look forward to reading it when your link pops up. Your writing is unadorned and. . .correct. You seem to always use the right words for the right occasion, if that makes sense.
Actually, it doesn’t, because now I have to tell you that you used the adjective and we wanted the noun.
But still. This was a great response to the prompt.
You are the first!
In all my three uses I don’t have a noun? Inconceivable! (I was pretty sure her question about being ‘normal’ {as in, the state of being standarad} enough was a noun??) Meh. The other two, ya, adjectives, but that one I thought surely would count. *sigh*.
Thanks for checking in!
PS- this somehow went to spam, or I would have pleaded my case sooner.
Poor Frank. I think he will resign to become a Paperclip Inventory Supervisor. A great take on stepping beyond normal. I enjoyed this!
Oh, I love Frank! He’s got definite skills!
He’s done loads of this stuff before, but not with someone as alluring as Macy. 
It would have to be hard to try and keep your emotions in check like that all the time. Plus, he’s looking at retirement in the next 10 years (going out early, if he manages not to get blown up, of course), so he’ll have to stick it out. In all honesty, he does kinda thrive on the stress, although some of this stuff is new to him. Come to think of it, some of this is new to Macy, too, so they’ll just have to bumble along together somehow……….. 
Thanks for stopping by!