Q Tube – Part I

The tube carriage was of comfortable capacity: those standing were doing so by choice. Q always wondered why people preferred to stand when there were seats available, a little rest never hurt anybody as far as she was concerned. Quite frankly, she deserved one after spending ages trying to grasp this whole travelling system they use here. The colours and lines are all meant to be helpful – download the app, strangers kept repeating. Like she had any idea what an “app” was, or how she would go about “downloading” it ! Nevertheless, she planned her route from Edgware Road, via the Circle line, and made it onto the train. She could afford to relax a little now. Maybe even have a quick nap…

Regaining consciousness, she began examining her surroundings. Many questions popped into her head: Why do they have such boring reading material stuck everywhere? Why is it so hot? Who is moving this train? And can’t they do anything to make it less noisy? What intrigued her the most, however, was observing the passengers that shared the carriage. Most of them were reading newspapers, keeping to themselves. Some were in groups, chatting away about recent events, while others had colourful plugs stuck in their ears, and seemed to be in their own little world. She focused on a charming little family consisting of (what she assumed to be) a mother, a father, a toddler and a baby. The parents were gushing over the newborn, repositioning the pink bow on her hairless head, and making goo goo sounds in her face. Q looked over at the toddler and watched him. He sat to the side of his father, just out of attention’s way, staring at his knees. He looked so lifeless and abandoned. Her heart went out to him. All of a sudden, she couldn’t stand seeing him like that. She had to do something. Desperate times call for desperate measures, she thought. She held her left hand out, hidden beneath the big coat she was holding. With one flick of her wrist, the whole carriage was covered in pieces of newspaper from ceiling to floor. Everyone who was reading a newspaper, was now paralysed with shock at what was happening – papers in their hands a second before, were now falling all around them. Q only cared about one reaction though: the young boy’s. His face had a look of surprise, with a hint of wonder. His mouth broke out into an enormous smile as he looked around, entertained by everyone’s responses to this bizarre incident. His eyes locked on Q’s eyes. She gave a sly smile, a playful wink, and jumped off the train as the doors opened. His eyes grew with astonishment as he  turned in his chair to watch her walk away.

Q was exhilarated by what had happened. She knew she wasn’t supposed to use her abilities in this world, but she didn’t regret it. She missed feeling that power run through her veins. She thrived on it. Her mood, however, was immediately dampened once she realised what stop she had got off at. How?! She didn’t know the circle line was literally a circle! She was back to where she started, Edgware Road.

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  1. Oh….I love this! I could actually see the newspapers flying around and the grin on the little boys’ face. So well done!

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    1. That’s the best part 🙂 Thank you !!

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      1. You’re so welcome 🙂

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