Room 307, Sunday Afternoon

[dollpocalypse]

Well, last night having been the exciting adventure that it was, it was with quite a smug expression on his face that Topher returned to his room toward early afternoon - though the smugness was slightly dialed back now that he was on the lookout for fake kids again

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[one4thmachine]

The smug mood might shortly be interrupted.

"Hey Dad," Buzz said from the door. "What's up? Can I have some money?"

[dollpocalypse]

"Oh, man, another one?" Topher said, looking up from his computer in surprise. "Whose are you?"

[one4thmachine]

"Yours," Buzz answered, just to be a brat. "Weren't you listening?"

[dollpocalypse]

"Yeah, besides me," Topher said, squinting at him. "So I know who to text to maybe give you money. It's not someone I hate, is it?"

[one4thmachine]

"Nah, you guys get along most of the time," Buzz said. "It's Victor. But I can pretty much promise he doesn't have any money right now."

[dollpocalypse]

"Oh, I like Victor," Topher said absently, as if it needed to be said when Buzz clearly knew this already. "And, uh..." He fished around in his hoodie pockets before coming up with his credit card, then hopped off the bed and over to Buzz. "Uh. There you go, I guess?"

Oh yes, Topher, the strategy for dealing with kids was clearly to appease them with a credit card.

Then he paused, feeling around in his pocket again for his phone. "I should probably text Victor."

He wasn't that fazed by the presence of a kid that he apparently had had with his totally platonic BFF. He'd had one with Peter once.

[one4thmachine]

"Thanks Dad," Buzz chirped, and he was not complaining about Topher's child-rearing philosophy. He sat down crosslegged on Topher's bed, eyed the computer. "Want to play a game while we wait?"

[dollpocalypse]

"Oh, good, you like games and stuff!" Peter's kid hadn't. "Yeah, what are your thoughts on Tetris? There's this new version where the blocks get intercepted by dragons and you have to laser them before they can screw it up for you." He paused. "Well, old version, I guess, since you're from the future and all."

[one4thmachine]

"Tetris is okay, but I beat the final level in that version when I was like four," Buzz informed him, with the tiniest hint of a smile and no small amount of exaggeration. "But if you want I can show you the cheats."

[OOC: *Flees for now*]

[dollpocalypse]

"I would love that," Topher said solemnly. He shoved his (now hideously-out-of-date by Buzz's standards) laptop at Buzz. "Let's see 'em."

[one4thmachine]

Buzz sniggered briefly at the laptop -- seriously, this thing was a brick -- before his fingers began to fly over the game controllers.

In a matter of minutes, he had dealt with the dragons and built a wall the height of the screen. "And look," he told Topher softly, when he glanced away. "If you hit this key combination --"

Easter egg time, as the dragons sprouted bunny ears.

[dollpocalypse]

Cue a moment of wide-eyed flailing as Topher witnessed that awesomeness.

"You're my favorite fake kid ever," he told Buzz solemnly.

[one4thmachine]

"Duh," Buzz said. "Victor-Dad says you, like, cloned me from the best parts of both of you. So of course I'm the best."

He sounded pleased anyhow.

[ultron_junior]

Right about then, Victor finally made it back from the park and up to Topher's room. He eyed the kid with some suspicion.

"...Hey," he finally said. "So you're, y'know, ours?"

[one4thmachine]

"Uh-huh," Buzz said. "Topher-Dad was supposed to text you about it while I was kicking his a- butt at Tetris."

[dollpocalypse]

"We cloned him," Topher shared, looking delighted by this news. "This is my second clone kid of the weekend. Future me is awesome."