Goblin
Title: Goblin
Author: dorksidefiker
Fandom: Young Avengers
Table/Prompt: Table 3/2. Cry
Character/Pairing: Eli, Tommy, Teddy
Rating: G
Summary: Something's trying to eat Eli's face, and once again it's Billy's fault.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Eli would maintain until the day he died that the noise he made when first confronted with the hideous, hairless, wrinkly creature was, in fact, a Manly Scream of Surprise. After all, it wasn't every afternoon that you went to sleep on the couch of your team's Lair and woke up to find something hairless and wrinkled and so very, unnaturally pink looming over you with needle sharp teeth bared as it licked your nose.
He would also maintain that the noise Tommy made, when confronted with the beast as he ran in to the room to see what the hell Eli was screaming about was a Girly Shriek of Terror.
The thing arched it's back, hissing at the pair of them, clearly displeased that it's eating of Eli's face was going to be put off, its thin tail whipping back and forth in a rage.
"BILLY!" Eli howled. Because when there were unholy creatures running about the lair trying to eat Eli's face, it was usually Billy's fault.
It was Teddy who ended up answering Eli's furious summons, strolling in as if this were the most normal thing in the world. Admittedly, by their standards, this didn't even rank in the Top 10 Weirdest Things, but still. The thing had tried to eat Eli's face.
"I see you've met Goblin."
Eli's already impressive scowl cranked up a few notches. "Explain."
Teddy moved between Tommy and the creature, preventing the other boy from poking the wrinkled thing as he'd clearly been planning to. "Remember that book Doctor Strange gave Billy? The one about familiars and crap?"
"Oh God. He summoned a demon cat."
"Actually, we're pretty sure Goblin's a Donskoy... yes, it's an actual breed of cat." Teddy pulled a face. "He spend the night looking them up."
Author: dorksidefiker
Fandom: Young Avengers
Table/Prompt: Table 3/2. Cry
Character/Pairing: Eli, Tommy, Teddy
Rating: G
Summary: Something's trying to eat Eli's face, and once again it's Billy's fault.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Eli would maintain until the day he died that the noise he made when first confronted with the hideous, hairless, wrinkly creature was, in fact, a Manly Scream of Surprise. After all, it wasn't every afternoon that you went to sleep on the couch of your team's Lair and woke up to find something hairless and wrinkled and so very, unnaturally pink looming over you with needle sharp teeth bared as it licked your nose.
He would also maintain that the noise Tommy made, when confronted with the beast as he ran in to the room to see what the hell Eli was screaming about was a Girly Shriek of Terror.
The thing arched it's back, hissing at the pair of them, clearly displeased that it's eating of Eli's face was going to be put off, its thin tail whipping back and forth in a rage.
"BILLY!" Eli howled. Because when there were unholy creatures running about the lair trying to eat Eli's face, it was usually Billy's fault.
It was Teddy who ended up answering Eli's furious summons, strolling in as if this were the most normal thing in the world. Admittedly, by their standards, this didn't even rank in the Top 10 Weirdest Things, but still. The thing had tried to eat Eli's face.
"I see you've met Goblin."
Eli's already impressive scowl cranked up a few notches. "Explain."
Teddy moved between Tommy and the creature, preventing the other boy from poking the wrinkled thing as he'd clearly been planning to. "Remember that book Doctor Strange gave Billy? The one about familiars and crap?"
"Oh God. He summoned a demon cat."
"Actually, we're pretty sure Goblin's a Donskoy... yes, it's an actual breed of cat." Teddy pulled a face. "He spend the night looking them up."