Ted's Place
Ted sighs, and presses the power button on the remote, turning off the television. Wouldn't want to accidentally watch something exciting and detonate his aorta.
He mutters to himself. "Feels like I'm a porcelain doll these days, put on a shelf next to all the action figures. Or maybe one of those 'precious moments' figurines. 'Retired Superhero', limited to 500 pieces, comes with certificate of authenticity."
Shifting his weight, he plants his bare feet on the floor, and stands slowly, stretching. Ted wandered into his bedroom, opening the closet door, and pressing a button on a concealed panel inside. A portion of the wall slid back, revealing a store of electronic components.
"Ah, there you are, babies. You'll have to keep Uncle Ted entertained until he can make time to get back into a real lab.." He lifts one of the boxes free of the panel, and begins to sift through the half-finished toys.
"New remote control for the Bug.. half-finished CPU for that robot I've been working on - should call up Babs and see if she can forward me any T.O. Morrow notes the League's confiscated.. Ah, the Bat-Voice synthesizer." He picks up a small handheld device, and as he speaks into it, his voice is altered into a sinister growl. "I am vengeance. I wear my underwear too tight." He grins a little more. "What are you, retarded? I'm the goddamn Blue Beetle!"
He chuckles and sets it aside, continuing to sift. "Hey, that's one of the things I was going to put into Booster's rebuilt armor.. oh, well. He's not missed it yet."
He finally selects one of the devices to tinker with. "The X-Ray Ear.. ten times as effective as an ordinary laser microphone. Looks like you're the lucky project today." Attaching the earpiece to his ear, he focuses the beam out the window, to try and listen in to the neighbors next door.
. . .
Blushing, he turns the beam towards another nearby house. "Ah, Mr. Abernathy's a closet Queer Eye fan. Who knew?" It feels good to work on something.
He mutters to himself. "Feels like I'm a porcelain doll these days, put on a shelf next to all the action figures. Or maybe one of those 'precious moments' figurines. 'Retired Superhero', limited to 500 pieces, comes with certificate of authenticity."
Shifting his weight, he plants his bare feet on the floor, and stands slowly, stretching. Ted wandered into his bedroom, opening the closet door, and pressing a button on a concealed panel inside. A portion of the wall slid back, revealing a store of electronic components.
"Ah, there you are, babies. You'll have to keep Uncle Ted entertained until he can make time to get back into a real lab.." He lifts one of the boxes free of the panel, and begins to sift through the half-finished toys.
"New remote control for the Bug.. half-finished CPU for that robot I've been working on - should call up Babs and see if she can forward me any T.O. Morrow notes the League's confiscated.. Ah, the Bat-Voice synthesizer." He picks up a small handheld device, and as he speaks into it, his voice is altered into a sinister growl. "I am vengeance. I wear my underwear too tight." He grins a little more. "What are you, retarded? I'm the goddamn Blue Beetle!"
He chuckles and sets it aside, continuing to sift. "Hey, that's one of the things I was going to put into Booster's rebuilt armor.. oh, well. He's not missed it yet."
He finally selects one of the devices to tinker with. "The X-Ray Ear.. ten times as effective as an ordinary laser microphone. Looks like you're the lucky project today." Attaching the earpiece to his ear, he focuses the beam out the window, to try and listen in to the neighbors next door.
. . .
Blushing, he turns the beam towards another nearby house. "Ah, Mr. Abernathy's a closet Queer Eye fan. Who knew?" It feels good to work on something.