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Life has been easy for the spiky green haired kid ever since he returned home from Yorknew City. For a few days now he and his best friend, Killua Zoldyck, have done nothing but lay around the house and recover from the hectic journey they've had so far. Killua rested on Gon's bed, glancing over and taking notes of his friends room. Locating any escape routes, or possible home invasion spots, ya'know the typical past time for a highly trained child assassin. Killua sat up and allowed his feet to touch the floor. He looked down towards the ground and stared at his black shorts and navy blue tank top. This room. It really is nothing like the room I had growing up. Killua thought to himself as he rubbed his fingers alone the outer edge of the nightstand which sat by Gon's bed. No cameras, no audio capturing devices, nothing. Killua stood up and raised his arms in the air, taking his time alone to stretch and keep his body moving. "Is this what it's like to be a normal kid?" Killua

While having lunch, Austin contemplated his curse and tried to figure out what he was going to do. He knew that the curse was still active. He knew he had a chance to stop it, but he didn't quite know if he wanted to. But COULD he stop it? The figure in his dream had used the term 're-negotiate'. That could mean anything. He sat in the McDonald's for what felt like 2 hours trying to sort out his situation but still came to no conclusion. What he COULD decide was that after he had thrown out all of his boxer-briefs, he needed to buy some new underwear. He spent the beginning of the afternoon shopping around for dozens of new pairs of underwear. He bought lots of different pairs of briefs each with fun patterns, but unfortunately none quite as embarrassing as the superhero-themed ones his brother owned, Austin had a feeling he would have to shop online to find pairs like that. He made it home without any curse-related incidents and filled his empty underwear drawer with his new