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[Billy has never thought of himself as one of those obsessive stalker boyfriends who needs to be attached at the hip to his significant other at all times. Really, he'd always figured they were pretty good about mutual space. A two-month separation with the potential of spending years in this place without seeing Teddy again is, however, apparently the trigger he'd needed to become one, so after one too many looks from Teddy - some patient, others not so much - he'd officially gotten himself banished from the apartment for the afternoon after too much worried lurking. Which is... not the greatest thing ever on a hot day like today, but ten minutes down the road he realizes that, yeah, he'd been a little ridiculous, either blowing off his responsibilities or dragging Teddy along for the ride. He's happy and eager to have Teddy here, but they'd lived separate lives at least half the time back home; no reason for that to not continue here as well.
It's just hard to let go after you've missed someone for that long.
Still, that's how he finds himself out and about for around five hours today, doing the following (in no particular order):
- a late lunch at Seventh Heaven
- searching around the library for comic books
- combat practice in the Battle Dome (with or without his trusty new teacher)
While at the library, a few sketches find their way into his journal, more or less like the following: this, this, and this. Some time afterwards, a scribbled message appears below.]
What are some good ways to deal with bad dreams?
[Once he's finished all his daily stuff, he'll be bringing groceries home around dinner time, in the hopes that he's allowed. Feel free to run into him at any time.]
It's just hard to let go after you've missed someone for that long.
Still, that's how he finds himself out and about for around five hours today, doing the following (in no particular order):
- a late lunch at Seventh Heaven
- searching around the library for comic books
- combat practice in the Battle Dome (with or without his trusty new teacher)
While at the library, a few sketches find their way into his journal, more or less like the following: this, this, and this. Some time afterwards, a scribbled message appears below.]
What are some good ways to deal with bad dreams?
[Once he's finished all his daily stuff, he'll be bringing groceries home around dinner time, in the hopes that he's allowed. Feel free to run into him at any time.]
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[Not that she'd want to ask him for help, but if it came down to it?]
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[That's the only Victor he can think of, and the very idea sounds kind of insane.]
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[That was kind of an awkward debut to the super hero community, admittedly.]
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[Remind her to never underestimate the Young Avengers...]
When did this happen, because its news to me.
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[She flashes a thumbs up]
Nice job
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[Though they were mostly trying to stay alive...]
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Of course. Thats all any of us can do, sweetie. Say...I've just remembered something.
[Sue fiddles with something in her belt, pulling out a small pinbadge]
Here. Take this.
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Billy blinks and offers his hand out to accept it, expression curious.]
What is it?
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Well, I'm not sure how well it'll work here, but its an FF communicator. If you press it, it'll contact any of the others its linked to. Not sure why the Malnosso gave them to me, but, there you have it.
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He searches rather desperately for a way to respond without coming out like a hugely idiotic fanboy, but all he manages is a dorky grin.]
So... does this make me an honorary member?
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[She holds out her hand, offering a shake]
Welcome to the Fantastic...Two. Wiccan.
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Shake her hand, Billy. Shake her hand it's not that difficult.
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Shake her- okay there we go.]
Th... thank you...!
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You're welcome, Billy. I'm glad to have you around.
[Distracted from your troubles yet, kiddo?]
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The feeling's definitely mutual, believe me.
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[Teasing mom voice returns!]
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[He grins. Every teenager needs a teasing mom around, clearly.
To ice cream they go!]