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Twenty-five days into the whole Victorian England thing and Cissie still hated it with every bone in her body. The dresses were stupid, snow on a desert island was just plain ridiculous and there were no repeatable words for fact that she couldn't get anything other than big floofy dresses that required an army of ghost maids to get her into them. It could be much worse, she reminded herself often, but she so couldn't wait for the usual hot weather to come back.

She stopped in front of a candy shop to use her reflection to straighten her hat before it fell off again. She stayed for a few moments longer, considering whether or not to give into temptation and get a bag. Bart would appreciate it, she knew and she'd have to find something for Bob so that he wouldn't try to get some and make himself sick.

Hearing someone behind her, she turned around and smiled. "Hey!"

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"I like the hat," Sam said, coming up behind Cissie. With the dresses and hats, it was hard to tell who was who from being in this place. Everything was bustles and ruffles and corsets. Sam didn't mind the corsets so much though, but he was smart enough to keep that opinion to himself.

"Here's hoping it sticks around if the rest of this place changes."

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"You do realize that now you've said that, it is going to disappear or turn into something completely awful," Cissie said then turned around with a grin to hug Sam. "If, you know, we ever get back to normal."

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not_so_smooth

"I'm sure we will," Sam said, giving Cissie a hug back. "I've heard the island changes like this sometimes, but it always changes back. It's kind of a nice break though. Kind of cool to have actual shops and slightly different food choices."

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"I guess you have a point," she said reluctantly, not really wanting to admit there was some good things to this weirdness when she'd been so busy complaining. "How have you been, anyway?"

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not_so_smooth

"Pretty good. Lots of snowball fights," he said. He didn't really come out of most of them very dry or warm, but they were extremely fun.

"Lots of seeing Cassie in a corset and leather pants, which I am enjoying. Plus it's really cool to spend Christmas time with friends, you know? Even if it's not family from home, it feels special all the same. How about you?"

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"Pretty much the same plus looking after a fruit bat who's really upset about not being able to go outside because it's too cold," Cissie answered. "And I know exactly what you mean about Christmas with friends. It's kind of nice, isn't it? I mean, well - I don't really have much family at home but it's nice to have everyone here."

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not_so_smooth

"I wasn't aware you also enjoyed Cassie in corsets and leather pants," Sam teased, knowing full well what she had actually meant.

"And I guess this is kind of what growing up is like. You stop doing some of the traditions you've always done and instead you start making your own."

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Cissie considered smacking him but decided that probably should be best left up to Cassie. She also considered waggling her eyebrows and smirking but that was also not a good idea as he'd probably enjoy the mental images way too much. The safest bet was to roll her eyes and not respond to that at all.

"I guess so," she said. "Yeah, that kind of makes sense. And here I thought that being grown up meant that you got old and boring and hate fun."

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not_so_smooth

It was a good thing she didn't waggle her eyebrows, Sam probably couldn't have handled that. As it was, he had a hard enough time keeping any accompanying images out of his head.

"No, I think that's just being old and boring and not liking fun. Also, we're not even in our twenties yet, so we can't possibly be old."

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"No, but we're getting there," Cissie pointed out. "I've got three years left and Kon will be twenty next year - well, sort. His age is complicated. Cass and Bart have two years... we're starting to get old."

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not_so_smooth

"I am the oldest one," Sam said, somewhat stunned. He knew that he wasn't exactly part of their group, more the guy that Cassie was dating, but it was still a bit of a shocking realization.

"I mean, if you don't count Kon being... the age he looks, I am the oldest one."

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"Should we go find you a cane then?" Cissie asked innocently, doing her best not to burst into giggles. "I think I saw a nice one a few stores down."

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not_so_smooth

"I've already got pants that feel way too high up on my waist," Sam said. Granted, they weren't quite up to just-under-the-armpits old man status, but it felt like it.

"I think it just means you would normally bug you to buy you beer and I wouldn't be able to go to all the cool clubs with my friends until they were old enough."

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"I don't know," Cissie teased. "Don't you need something to shake at the kids when you tell them to get off your lawn?"

"Though don't people say age is really all a state of mind? So you can feel old and decrepit only if you really want to. Or something."

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not_so_smooth

"But all the kids I would chase off my lawn are my friends," Sam said. "Maybe I could chase older people away? Would that work?"

There was an idea. Not that there were any exceptionally old people on the island. Sure, some were hundreds or thousands of years old, but they didn't really look it.

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"There's a thought," Cissie said. "How old, though? Like, thirties, forties? It can totally be like that one episode of Star Trek where all the old people are kicked out. Or something like that, anyway."

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not_so_smooth

"Thirty-five is the cutoff for sure," Sam said with a nod. "Or maybe just let it be perpetually be 16 years old than myself. Then I can figure out an age later when I change that to younger than myself."

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"That's not a bad idea," Cissie said thoughtfully. It was a pretty ridiculous conversation but she was having fun. If you couldn't have silly conversations with friends, then who could you have them with?

"This way you're covered no matter what happens if the island decides to get weird about ages."

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not_so_smooth

"I think that's more forethought than I should really put into thinking about who to chase of my lawn when," Sam admitted. Maybe it was good for social norms or something. It would kind of make an interesting research topic.

"Especially since I don't have a lawn yet."

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"Probably, but you never know! It could come in handy someday. You know this place, expected the unexpected and the totally weird. It might be a life-saving event to know who you'd kick off your lawn and who you wouldn't," Cissie grinned.

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not_so_smooth

"It seriously is ridiculous to think about what may or may not become a life-saving scenario on the island," Sam admitted. True, there hadn't been that many dangerous things going on since he'd got there other than Godzilla or the killer dolls, but you always had to be on the lookout for the unexpected on the island.

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"I know," Cissie said quietly. "And yet, it's not really all that crazy, is it? I mean, it probably is for other people, but you and I - we haven't exactly had normal lives, have we?"

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not_so_smooth

"I have- I have a very normal life," Sam said in mock defense, trying to look offended while grinning.

"I even go to college. I lived in a dorm and everything. For like... three days before I was kidnapped by aliens."

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"Oh, sure. That kind of normal," Cissie said, entirely too amused. "You do realize that kind of puts you in the superhero version of normal class, right? Maybe like not the first tier since you did have three normal days, but yeah."

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not_so_smooth

"Hey, just because you're not old enough to go to college doesn't mean you'll get fewer than three days. And really, during one of those days an alien tried to get me to help save the world and another tried to kill me. Oh, and even before I left I was tripping balls on crazy, alien technology. Which actually helped me fit in pretty well with the other freshmen."

With that though, it sounded like Sam was unhappy. While he was initially unhappy, he'd come to terms with his life and what it was.

"But I wouldn't change it for anything."

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"That you wouldn't change it for anything says a lot, I think," Cissie said.
Sometimes that's how I feel about my time in Young Justice, you know. Then other times I think I was crazy and it was a good thing I quit when I did."

"I don't know, maybe it just comes down to knowing what you want to do. You did, didn't you?"

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not_so_smooth

"I did. I mean, at first I just wanted to be normal," Sam said, shrugging. It was stupid, almost, to wish that you could just be normal when so many people would want to switch places with him.

"But I realized that I'm just not meant to have a normal life. And after a while I realized what I wanted was to do something exceptional, because I have the opportunity to do it."

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Not meant to have a normal life. That was something Cissie had been thinking about on and off ever since she had quit - and she wasn't sure she had the answer to that, yet. Some days she felt one way and some days she felt another way. The worst part was that everything was so different here. If they all got home and everyone else had their powers back... that would make a difference.

"That is great," Cissie said, meaning every word. "I admire that. It's not an easy thing to do or decide to do."

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not_so_smooth

"I don't know, once I realized that I didn't really have much of a choice it was a lot easier," he admitted. The fact that he really didn't have a choice just supported that.

"I guess I realized that I wanted to be part of something bigger and that people would get hurt if I didn't help."

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"That you felt like you didn't have a choice says something," Cissie pointed out quietly. "Not many people would feel that way. If they could run away or pretend it wasn't happening or whatever, they would. You are definitely a special guy, Sam. Seriously."

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not_so_smooth

"Thanks," he said, giving her a bit of a shy smile as he ducked his head. He wasn't sure if that was the case more than he was just a guy in a unique circumstance, but that was just how it went.

"You are too. I mean it, you're such a great friend to Cassie."

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"She's my best friend," Cissie said fondly. "I seriously don't know what I'd do without her. We've gone through a lot."

It was probably a bad thing to say given how the island liked to take people away but it was true.

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