Saint Joseph School

((This is in response to the holding call made in the second quarter, of course.))

"Holding?" Alex shouted, rising to his feet. "You call that holding? Who the hell taught you to ref, you--"

"Hey, Waters! Shut your trap!" Coach Waters barked up at Alex, turning his attention from the game for a ...

Alex Waters, reporting for duty.

The kid with the icicle horns and the linebacker build was the first to speak up.

"Hey, Raphael." He stuck out his hand to shake Raph's, not seeming all that fazed to see an android walking the halls. His hand was cold to the touch and he had a really, really firm grip. "I'm Alex, this is Eric. We ...

Earlier this week Alex and Eric moved into Scout's old warehouse residence. They've been periodically spotted around campus since, slowly settling back into the groove of things. They're also gradually distributing the following presents to their friends:

April Shade: A tin of Harrods Earl Gray tea ...

Sometime last week...

"That's it," Alex's sister Mary shrugged, her hands in her pockets. "Party's over. They're buying us tickets back to Paragon City and that's that."

Eric fell into a worn out couch in the little hotel they were staying in. "Awww! But we're having so much fun!"

Alex sat next ...

Sigfried and Roy. Yeah. They're this Las Vegas act with a gay white tiger or something.

Pica's way more fabulous than anything they could ever put on, though.

Heya, Jaygo! Good seeing you around here!

*Stares.*

If she's a tiger, buddy, you're going to get mauled.

Handle: Glacial Mass

Full Name: Alexander Waters

Known As: Frosty, Snowman, Snowball, Alex, Glace, Mass, Glacial

Prefers: Alex, Glace, Frosty

*Passes.*

Happy hoidays, Mis!

*Fwaps Stasi repeatedly about the head and neck with a broom.*

Heya, buddy. Welcome to Saint Joe's. Also, don't, like, drop down into any empty chairs suddenly. Sam *still* hasn't forgiven me since I sat on him last time--he's totally invisible. Nearly broke his poor little legs! Heh. Oops.

Heya, Blitz. Make sure you come to the football game this Thursday. We're going up against another superpowered team--man, it's going to be sweet.

Heya, Rudiru. It was nice gettin' to hang out with you at the hot tub last night. Let's make a patrol run sometime!

Alex remarks to nobody in particular, "I hope he gets in. Eric shouldn't be the only boy on the cheersquad."