[Somehow it happened. It probably took years and a small amount of bludgeoning with a cluebat to get the idea through that someone liked him enough to actually consider dating him, let alone everything else, but Brainiac 5 is older and married.]
[He looks up and smiles then, pleased that it's getting attention.]
Something I've been theorising on for a while but haven't had the chance to implement. It's a...
[He trails off because it's a prototype for travel between universes (theoretically possible, though he plans on extensively testing that theory) and it occurs to him that maybe it's something that the Doctor would label as 'Brainiac 5 Shouldn't Mess With'.]
[Brainy's upside-down smile is huge and pleased. He likes how the Doctor can always pick up on what he's doing.]
Yes, it's something like the time bubble technology I invented, but in a more... sideways direction, I suppose. [He waits to see what the Doctor makes of that as he flicks himself down from his perch (all the blood was rushing to his head).]
/crawls inson_ofkryptonSeptember 18 2010, 20:11:48 UTC
There's a smell of something possibly burning in the kitchen. Either Clark's happy to see Brainy or he's over-cooking breakfast for him with his heat vision.
Clearly he didn't inherit all of Martha Kent's cooking skills.
/loves foreveremotionl4arobotSeptember 19 2010, 01:40:55 UTC
He's gotten a bit over his hero worship after marrying Clark, so Brainy wonders if he should consider inventing something to do the cooking for them and how offended Clark might be if he did so.
He pokes his head cautiously into the kitchen. "Clark? What are you doing?"
Super hearing means at least Clark gets a heads up if his surprise is going to be ruined, even if it's just by a few seconds. He looks over his shoulder with a half-embarrassed, half-wounded look, like Brainy was supposed to stay put until finished. "I was...uh, trying to cook?"
He steps away and there's a sorry, slightly pathetic looking waffle and sausage combo. The sausages are looking particularly pathetic and singed.
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Have you seen my TARDIS key? I can't seem to find where I left it.
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I didn't think you needed it anyway, did you? Doesn't it open when you snap your fingers now?
[He's certain he's seen that once at least, when the Doctor was showing off.]
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[Even though he was obviously planning on leaving, Brainiac 5's project caught his interest. He steps inside; his trip can wait a bit.]
And what's this, then? New project? [He pulls his specs from his coat and puts them on, leaning in to get a closer look.]
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Something I've been theorising on for a while but haven't had the chance to implement. It's a...
[He trails off because it's a prototype for travel between universes (theoretically possible, though he plans on extensively testing that theory) and it occurs to him that maybe it's something that the Doctor would label as 'Brainiac 5 Shouldn't Mess With'.]
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A ship? No? Well, a transport of some kind, am I right?
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Yes, it's something like the time bubble technology I invented, but in a more... sideways direction, I suppose. [He waits to see what the Doctor makes of that as he flicks himself down from his perch (all the blood was rushing to his head).]
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[He's working in his lab, Peter! Geez!]
By the way, your boss called. Something about working overtime tomorrow?
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[Brainy emerges from his lab and smiles at Peter in amusement, before hesitantly pecking his cheek.]
Is that what you were after?
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...it's really that bad?
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Clearly he didn't inherit all of Martha Kent's cooking skills.
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He pokes his head cautiously into the kitchen. "Clark? What are you doing?"
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He steps away and there's a sorry, slightly pathetic looking waffle and sausage combo. The sausages are looking particularly pathetic and singed.
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