Agent Powers 4 () Be Free () [PRP for Me and Branch!]

Mitchell's hands were trying to go for his neck. Jacob backed up quickly. "Calm down, calm down. It's for a plan."

Cory yanked Mitchell back. He could tell Jacob was lying, but Mitchell was steamed.

Mitchell turned on Cory. "Let- me- go-, you- aren't- my- mother-!" He snarled, forcing each word out through his gritted teeth. He was TICKED.
Jacob looked unphased, and backed away. "Well, you asked."

Cory rolled his eyes. 'Your obessed with Lauren. She's just and angent! She hates you, not Jacob."

Mitchell then yanked himself free, and spun around to face Cory. "Shut up." He snarled so fiercely, that Jacob didn't say a word, even if he could take Mitchell easily.

Cory rolle dhis eyes. "Whatever you love bird." He shot at his brother.

Mitchell growled again, and socked his brother straight in the nose, with brilliant aim and force.

Cory growled and healed himslef. "Pull it together." He said and shoved Mitchell.

Mitchell snarled, stumbling slightly. With that, he turned on his heel, and stalked out of the room angrily. Oh, not before grabbed Jacob and shoving him to the ground, of course.
Jacob got back up, rolling his eyes. "Well, somebody has a little temper."

Cory rolled his eyes. "See ya Jacob." He added before following his ticked brother out the door.
Lauren sighed and looked at her watch. "Gotta go." She said and waved.

"See you!" Anna called, waving, and then zapping herself home. As did Jay.
"See you." Jacob muttered, zapping himself back home quickly. Stupid British prince with anger issues.

Grant nodded and did the same.

Lauren sighed. "ee you." She said... in an accent? Her eyes gor huge. Then she talked a little more. "Mitchell got too me." She growled.

Anna barely heard Lauren's goodbye before zapping home. Was that an accent Anna heard? Nope. No, it could not have been. That was completely insane.
Jacob grinned, staring out his window boredly. Hehe, it was kind of fun ticking Mitchell off. He had gotten pretty close to strangling him though, Jacob rubbed his bruised neck.

Lauren sighed and grabbed her cellphone to call Jacob.

Jacob heard his phone ring, and answered it on the first ring. "Hi Lauren." After he said that, he realized he had forgotten to mentally adjust his accent, and so when he said Lauren's name, it sounded like how Mitchell had said it the one day he had tried to take over Europe for the first time.

Lauren frowned. "Jacob? Why do you sound like a freaky kid I met in England?" She asked. Way to get to the point.

Jacob quickly faked a cough. "I.. Maybe I'm getting sick, effecting my voice or something." He muttered his lie quickly, his voice now sounding normal again. Crud, had his voice sounded that much like Mitchell's? Whoops. "When did you go to England?" He asked curiously. Of course, he already knew.
Mitchell was in his room, with the door locked, still mad.. Really mad. He wished that stupid Cory didn't have stupid healing powers so he could break his stupid nose and make him finally shut his stupid mouth up. He growled, and socked a pillow, nearly making a hole clean through it.

Lauren frowned. "Come here. I gotta tell you something." She said and before he could reply, she shut her phone off.

Jacob was about to reply, but heard the click on the other end. He shut his phone, and walked over to Lauren's. He knocked on her door.

Lauren answered it and grinned.

Jacob rolled his eyes at her. "What did 'ya wanna tell me?"

Lauren frowned. "I have to show you." She corrected him.

"Oh," Jacob paused. "What is it?"

Lauren smiled. "Something." She said and walked into her house.

Jacob followed behind her quickly.