Danvers Sisters: punch! :D if you don’t mind of course!

hypnobyl:

“Where are we going?”

Alex stumbles over a rock; Kara smashes the same rock under foot as she follows close behind.

“You’ll find out,” Alex whispers. The dark of the night lends itself nicely to secrecy and the need for quiet. She can barely see where she’s going, but the path is straight.

When they reach their destination, Kara cocks an eyebrow. “The junkyard? Really?”

Alex hushes her. “Well, yeah, but it’s what’s here that’s important, not the junkyard itself.”

She guides Kara to an abandoned minivan. The rear window features family stickers–a man, a woman, two children, and a cat–all faded by sunlight and age. The back tail lights have been busted, and there’s a large dent in the left side. Alex gestures to it as if she’s found the missing link.

“Um…” Kara tries not to sound too disappointed. She doesn’t quite succeed.

Alex drags her closer. “Kar, mom and dad are always getting on your case about how hard you use things.” She alters her voice to mock their parents, “Kara! Don’t grab that so hard!”

Kara stares at the ground, her cheeks red. “I’m trying…”

“They just keep telling you softer, softer! But I got to thinking that it doesn’t help after something is totally broken because you can’t exactly try again. Right? So, I want you to touch this car a lot. It’s already destroyed, so you can’t make it worse.”

“Why?”

“You can get a better idea of what kind of strength you need for things. Like opening a door or putting on a seatbelt. Hell, go ahead and punch it so you can see how much strength you need to hit like a human.”

Alex doesn’t expect the first blow of the evening to be an attack on her. Kara leaps at her, wrapping her up in a hug that’s amazingly not too tight. She rubs Kara’s back and shoves her toward the car.