[Fic] One Way Out
Title: One Way Out
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Speed
Prompt: 088. School.
Word Count: 444
Rating: PG
Summary: A night in the life of Tommy Shepherd, ex-Young Avenger.
Now that Registration's in full effect, Tommy's all alone again. He misses the others. Sure, there's phone calls and stuff, but talking over webcam's not the same as fighting and playing and laughing together.
So he's bored.
No seriously, he's really really really bored in that sort of kind of bored that means that you're ready to do just about anything like chewing your nails and washing the dishes and considering dying your hair if only you've have something to do that'd keep you from sitting around in your room worrying the bedsheets into smoking threadbare bits and oh geez, mom's not gonna be happy about that.
She just washed those.
Tommy's gonna be doing his own laundry for the next month.
He decides that maybe she'll be a little nicer about giving him new sheets if he's finished all his homework first, so he does it (it's easy when your brain works super-fast, although the real trick is not to burn out the computer when you're speed-typing), only to realize that he doesn't know a thing about the Eiffel Tower. And he forgot his History textbook at school.
He's totally not allowed to phase into school to get his book back, even if it's only to finish his homework, because that's technically called "breaking and entering" and the government'd be upset (not that they'd have anything left of him to lock up after Kate tore him a shiny new asshole). Obviously, it's time for desperate measures.
It's time to go to the library.
Tommy brushes his hair and packs his homework in his bag and dresses in his battle gear (a sweatshirt and trackpants and his old worn-in sneakers that fit nice and are dirty enough that no one notices the fact that the bottoms are practically melted from friction burn) and he's half-way out the door before he realizes that he's forgotten a vital fact.
Only the library's closed around these parts because it's 6 PM on Sunday, and libraries close at 5.
Well shit.
But Tommy's not ready to resign himself to another demerit point at school and a whole month of laundry. He plots a bit (the little Eli in his head is muttering that it's strategizing, because plotting's for bad guys. Litle Eli promptly gets a wedgie and a swirlie) and then he figures out what he's gotta do.
Tommy spends the next hour in a quaint little library in SoCal, one which is a couple timezones over and thus, still open. The librarian wonders about the vulpine grin on his face, but decides that since he's being quiet and not burning the pages of his book on France facts, she'll leave him alone to his homework.
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Speed
Prompt: 088. School.
Word Count: 444
Rating: PG
Summary: A night in the life of Tommy Shepherd, ex-Young Avenger.
Now that Registration's in full effect, Tommy's all alone again. He misses the others. Sure, there's phone calls and stuff, but talking over webcam's not the same as fighting and playing and laughing together.
So he's bored.
No seriously, he's really really really bored in that sort of kind of bored that means that you're ready to do just about anything like chewing your nails and washing the dishes and considering dying your hair if only you've have something to do that'd keep you from sitting around in your room worrying the bedsheets into smoking threadbare bits and oh geez, mom's not gonna be happy about that.
She just washed those.
Tommy's gonna be doing his own laundry for the next month.
He decides that maybe she'll be a little nicer about giving him new sheets if he's finished all his homework first, so he does it (it's easy when your brain works super-fast, although the real trick is not to burn out the computer when you're speed-typing), only to realize that he doesn't know a thing about the Eiffel Tower. And he forgot his History textbook at school.
He's totally not allowed to phase into school to get his book back, even if it's only to finish his homework, because that's technically called "breaking and entering" and the government'd be upset (not that they'd have anything left of him to lock up after Kate tore him a shiny new asshole). Obviously, it's time for desperate measures.
It's time to go to the library.
Tommy brushes his hair and packs his homework in his bag and dresses in his battle gear (a sweatshirt and trackpants and his old worn-in sneakers that fit nice and are dirty enough that no one notices the fact that the bottoms are practically melted from friction burn) and he's half-way out the door before he realizes that he's forgotten a vital fact.
Only the library's closed around these parts because it's 6 PM on Sunday, and libraries close at 5.
Well shit.
But Tommy's not ready to resign himself to another demerit point at school and a whole month of laundry. He plots a bit (the little Eli in his head is muttering that it's strategizing, because plotting's for bad guys. Litle Eli promptly gets a wedgie and a swirlie) and then he figures out what he's gotta do.
Tommy spends the next hour in a quaint little library in SoCal, one which is a couple timezones over and thus, still open. The librarian wonders about the vulpine grin on his face, but decides that since he's being quiet and not burning the pages of his book on France facts, she'll leave him alone to his homework.