"What, do I have to bust out the shirt? Canadian girls kick ass! C'mon, I promise it'll be fun. And I know you were bitching about the accidental superpowers, but what better way to put them to use, right?"
"Yeah! I told you, right? No, I haven't seen you in a week. He's got this badass robot arm thing going on and he's all old and it's kind of weird and his version of me is awesome."
"I really, honestly am not a superhero, Val. I can talk game with the best of 'em, but..."
She remembers throwing Samuel Sterns around like a child's toy. She remembers feeling more powerful and wonderful and right than she ever has before or will again-- until the next rant or laughing fit or fuck only knows.
"Yeah, you and Tony Stark both, and look how that turned out for him. C'mon! It'll be fun! You can bring your friends, too-- think you can round up any of the people who rescued you from wherever the fuck?"
Knock. Knock.
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"Hey! What's up?"
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The first thing she can think to say is: "...And you're inviting me along because...?"
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Still considering.
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"...Stevie? Your brother's here?"
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"...Oh hell."
Facepalm.
"Yeah, I think I've seen him, actually."
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Grin.
"So back to the question at hand...?"
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She remembers throwing Samuel Sterns around like a child's toy. She remembers feeling more powerful and wonderful and right than she ever has before or will again-- until the next rant or laughing fit or fuck only knows.
"...I'm just not the hero type, okay?"
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Dryly: "Well, one of 'em is the guy I just told you not to ask about."
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