Turned Around
Title: Turned Around
Fandom: Young Avengers (That Damn MPreg)
Prompt: 2. “It turned my whole world around, and I kinda like it.” - ‘Not Ready To Make Nice’, Dixie Chicks
Rating: G
Summary: A phone conversation.
“So,” Nate asked Bobby, “how much did you win?”
The white haired spell caster snorted. “I haven’t been allowed to bet since the zombie mutant ninja pirate space monkeys.”
“… do you have to say the whole thing every time?”
“Yes, yes I do.”
“Are you ever going to let it drop?”
“No, no I’m not.”
“So, how long have you known?”
“About… ten years? Yeah, that sounds about right.”
“Told anyone?”
“Unlike your coin operated boy, I don’t feel the need to investigate and talk about the details of other people’s love lives.”
“I know where you hide your porn, Robert,” Hal cut in coldly.
“Exactly my point! Get off the phone, Hal.”
“I am not on the phone, Robert. You two are broadcasting through my airspace.”
“You don’t have to listen in. I know you don’t have to listen.”
“Of course I do. How am I supposed to know all if I don’t listen?”
“You know what you two need?” Bobby asked. “Kids. A dozen of them. Just. Like. You.”
“You do recall what my mother said she would do to you if you ever used your powers to cause another inexplicable pregnancy.”
“I’d be forgiven as soon as she had grandchildren to spoil.”
“Pop would flay you alive.”
“Oh, but it would be so worth it.”
“Robert, unless you wish to have all of your dirty little secrets made available to the general public, you will keep your powers to yourself.”
Bobby just laughed at them and hung up.
“… I miss you.”
“Me too, Hal.”
“When are you coming home?”
“Two more months. God, I don’t think I can wait that long.”
“We can do this.”
“I know. Doesn’t make it any easier.”
“I’m always with you.”
“Creep.”
“Yeah.”
Fandom: Young Avengers (That Damn MPreg)
Prompt: 2. “It turned my whole world around, and I kinda like it.” - ‘Not Ready To Make Nice’, Dixie Chicks
Rating: G
Summary: A phone conversation.
“So,” Nate asked Bobby, “how much did you win?”
The white haired spell caster snorted. “I haven’t been allowed to bet since the zombie mutant ninja pirate space monkeys.”
“… do you have to say the whole thing every time?”
“Yes, yes I do.”
“Are you ever going to let it drop?”
“No, no I’m not.”
“So, how long have you known?”
“About… ten years? Yeah, that sounds about right.”
“Told anyone?”
“Unlike your coin operated boy, I don’t feel the need to investigate and talk about the details of other people’s love lives.”
“I know where you hide your porn, Robert,” Hal cut in coldly.
“Exactly my point! Get off the phone, Hal.”
“I am not on the phone, Robert. You two are broadcasting through my airspace.”
“You don’t have to listen in. I know you don’t have to listen.”
“Of course I do. How am I supposed to know all if I don’t listen?”
“You know what you two need?” Bobby asked. “Kids. A dozen of them. Just. Like. You.”
“You do recall what my mother said she would do to you if you ever used your powers to cause another inexplicable pregnancy.”
“I’d be forgiven as soon as she had grandchildren to spoil.”
“Pop would flay you alive.”
“Oh, but it would be so worth it.”
“Robert, unless you wish to have all of your dirty little secrets made available to the general public, you will keep your powers to yourself.”
Bobby just laughed at them and hung up.
“… I miss you.”
“Me too, Hal.”
“When are you coming home?”
“Two more months. God, I don’t think I can wait that long.”
“We can do this.”
“I know. Doesn’t make it any easier.”
“I’m always with you.”
“Creep.”
“Yeah.”