Drew stared at Rin, though he was larger than himself, and smirked when he fell. He was irritated at the stranger's seeming-helplessness, but was distracted by Rin looking elsewhere. Drew's own gaze was drawn toward the light-bulb, and his mouth fell open a bit in surprise. Mike could conduct electricity? Well, Lizzy could make fire, and apparently Ray could cool things down rather quickly... What could Drew do?
Drew's attention was drawn by Lizzy's shout of, "Oh my gosh my hand is on fire!" Drew's shadow regained its previous shape and the room relighted as Drew forgot his anger to try and help his friend. He was dismayed by the bush becoming a torch, but it was Fall and the leaves had fallen off anyway. Drew retrieved a bucket from underneath his kitchen sink and hurriedly filled it with luke-warm water from the tap. Hurry, hurry, he thought tensely, but when it filled he pulled it out of the sink with a Herculean effort (for his little body) and dragged it over to Lizzy. Throwing the bucket towards her, the water naturally was thrown out of the bucket and onto Lizzy. The flames were doused immediately, and even her head-flames had died down a bit. Drew smiled nervously and asked, "Is that better?"
When Mike asked quietly to know about the events of last night, Drew turned his attention to the badger-like morph. "Alright. The night before last, I invited you, Lizzy, and Ray to go out for a night of drinking. You all agreed, and we went to the bar. Since I was technically the designated driver, I didn't have any drinks, but it was so fun to watch you all joke around and mess with each other. When we came back to my house, around 11:00 that night, I brought out the beer and the wine coolers and all that. Come on, Friday night. Anyways, we four had more fun, this time with me involved, and we all passed out sometime around... 4:00?"
"Yeah, we slept the day away, and I think we were all still a little buzzed because I suggested again to go out and you guys agreed again. I drank some coffee, took some water with me, and we got to the bar again. Another night of fun! But this time you, Ray, and Lizzy fought a stranger. I didn't get involved, 'cause I'm not that much of a fighter, but anyways some Matrix sh!t happened and the stranger ended up taking out a strange machine and blasting you all with energy. Lizzy was literally on fire, Ray's hairtips were freezing to the ground, and you were having some sort of seizure. With effort, I got you all into my car and we all came back to my place again."
What Drew wouldn't tell them, however, is that after the stranger took out the weapon on the other three, he had turned on Drew himself and blasted him with a ray of darkness. He couldn't quite explain it, it had felt like shadows entering his body? After thinking about it, Drew realized that normally, he would've let go of the door situation, but instead he got very angry about a piece of busted wood. Drew's cheeks flamed, and he turned away from Mike with an ashamed look on his face. He asked, quietly, "Does that explain it?"
