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But Billy, think of the mullets. Surely the world should be spared that particular torture.

Uh-oh. We can't have a montage without mullets?

[Maybe he needs to rethink this particular suggestion.]

I don't think so. I think there's a quota you have to meet.

I've already done the Jewfro in my lifetime. That's an automatic opt-out from the mullet hair.

Well, I'm not growing one.

So that leaves... Loki. He's already half way there. He can be our quota filling bearer of the mullet.

[Wow, that mental image isn't going to break him or anything.]

I could always magic one up for him. It doesn't break the truce if no one gets hurt, right?

[Mission accomplished. Loki's credibility is destroyed.]

I... do not think I am allowed to comment on matters pertaining to Loki. Apparently my judgement is not the best.

[Oops, that took the wind out of his sails a bit. He's been chumming around with Loki enough to sometimes forget that the Avengers and associates are supposed to hate him.]

Ah... right, sorry. No talking about Loki then.

[Clint smirks and shrugs at that.]

Although if you do want to give him a magical mullet, maybe blond? Make sure you take photos. And I had nothing to do with it.

[O-oh god, Loki with a magic mullet.]

God of Tricks, remember? I'm pretty sure I'd be too terrified of the revenge for pranking him...

Any God of Tricks should be prepared to take it as well as dish it out. It's a rule.

That just makes me more nervous about the dishing out part. I'm honestly not that much of a prankster- you should talk to my brother about that one.

Everyone has to start somewhere.

Ah well, I'll just have to live with the image in my imagination of a peroxide blond Loki.

...If you're that attached to the idea, I could draw it for you.

[Not quite as good, but his art is certainly getting better, and he could totally pull off a silly caricature...]

[That gets a look of interest.]

I wouldn't mind. It'd certainly keep me amused.

I'll add it to my list, then. Maybe I should start taking commissions?

I think there's a market for it. There's the gallery in town, and people need things to brighten the place up with.

Well, I've already gotten a few pictures up in the gallery, so I'd hate to spam the place with my stuff. But hey, I can always make the offer.

Can't hurt to offer. I think art's probably something people round here would like. Brightens the whole place up.

Probably makes it easier when there's so many people from Earth. Sometimes it's nice to have something that reminds you of home.

[Teddy's silent for a moment. What should he tell him? That things spiraled into hell very quickly from the moment Billy tried to sneak away while Teddy slept? That he broke Teddy's wrist and bit a large chunk out of his arm? That Teddy had to spend the rest of the time after the rescue sitting in front of the cell, unable to look at anyone lest the proto-cure doesn't work fast enough to quell his hunger?

But after that moment, he opens his eyes and raises his head a little, if only to look down at his boyfriend easier, and starts to stroke his cheek again. God, he wishes he had both his hands available to use right now, but alas.]

Lots of things happened. But a cure was made, just in time, too. We got back late afternoon sometime... You slept like a log for a long time, B.

Earth does seem pretty over represented now I think of it. But yeah, I think there's a lot of people would like that.

[The sudden shift in mood isn't lost on Billy, and neither is the state of Teddy's body now; cautiously he shifts his own position, wincing a little, and reaches a hand out to ghost his fingers over the splint on his arm, his brows furrowing in concern. If they're back now, why is he still...?]

Ted? Aren't you healing?

[Well, it'd be hoping for too much to think that Billy wouldn't notice. Teddy shuts his eyes, then opens them as he takes Billy's hand in his good one, a weak smile on his face.]

Yeah. It's just... slow right now. [And with a glance at the edge of the bandage in his vision:] Actually, this one's probably okay now.

Edited 2012-11-30 07:52 (UTC)

[This doesn't bode well. His hand drifts to Teddy's temple, briefly, then back down to his arm. It seems like it's worse than it was before... what happened...? It wasn't like that before he passed out, and they were rescued after that, apparently. What could have-

....

-oh god, wait...]

Did... did I do that?

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