"Lost and Found Drabbles: Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch"
Title: Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch
’Verse: Lost and Found - Drabbles
Author: LadyMacbeth
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG13 (for some cussin’)
Word Count: 337
Disclaimer: Supernatural owns me, not the other way around.
Note: This itty-bitty little ficlet is just a conversation between the twins that has been floating around my head for a while. When I’m writing their action sequences, in which they use their abilities, I really draw on comics for inspiration. I thought it would be really funny if Priestly decided that he and Dean should adopt superhero identities.
Note #2: This ficlet is part of the Lost and Found ‘verse, but doesn’t belong to any particular point in the story. The conversation just kind of floats, unattached, within the ‘verse, and therefore isn’t really part of the current continuity. I hope that makes sense.
*****
“We should have some sort of code names.”
“What? What the hell are you talking about?”
“You know, like… I don’t know… names.”
“Priestly, I seriously have no idea what the hell you’re talking about.”
“Well, I was just reading Ultimate X-Men and I thought…”
“Oh my God. No. Just… no. We are not adopting superhero names. Just… oh my God no.”
“Come on, it would be awesome. You know you love Batman.”
“Ya, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to adopt the name and start running around rooftops in tights.”
“There’s an image.”
“Shut up. We’re not doing it.”
“Why not? We’ve already got the super powers, and we’ve already got the Pietro/Wanda relationship thing going…”
“Pietro/Wanda?”
“Ya… Magneto’s children. They’re twins… and they’re totally fucking.”
“Jesus Christ, are you serious? There are incestuous twins in comics these days?”
“You can thank Mark Millar for that.”
“I have no idea who that is.”
“It’s not important. The important thing is, is that we have bitchin’ sweet moves and deserve equally bitchin’ code names.”
“You are such a fucking dork.”
“You can be ‘The Human Ouiji Board’… ‘T-HOB’ for short.”
“You are not fucking calling me that.”
“Fine, then you come up with something, jerkass.”
“Do I have to?”
“Yes.”
“Goddamnit… Uhhh…”
“Come on.”
“Jesus, give me a minute…. Uh… ah, fuck, I don’t know.”
“Fine, ‘T-HOB’ it is.”
“I hate you.”
“Pfft, you love me.”
“You’re family. I’m obligated too.”
“Ha.”
“So, even though I totally know I’m going to regret this, what’s your code name going to be?”
“I don’t know, actually. Most psychics in the comics just end up going by their real name.”
“Gosh, how boring.”
“Shut up, Captain Sarcasm.”
“Is that my new code name?”
“No, it doesn’t hide your secret identity well enough.”
“Ouch.”
“Ok, so maybe the code names are a bust. I’ll have to think it over some more.”
“So we’ll get to talk about this again in the future? Great. I can’t wait… fucking dork.”
“Shut up, T-HOB.”
*****
End
’Verse: Lost and Found - Drabbles
Author: LadyMacbeth
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG13 (for some cussin’)
Word Count: 337
Disclaimer: Supernatural owns me, not the other way around.
Note: This itty-bitty little ficlet is just a conversation between the twins that has been floating around my head for a while. When I’m writing their action sequences, in which they use their abilities, I really draw on comics for inspiration. I thought it would be really funny if Priestly decided that he and Dean should adopt superhero identities.
Note #2: This ficlet is part of the Lost and Found ‘verse, but doesn’t belong to any particular point in the story. The conversation just kind of floats, unattached, within the ‘verse, and therefore isn’t really part of the current continuity. I hope that makes sense.
*****
“We should have some sort of code names.”
“What? What the hell are you talking about?”
“You know, like… I don’t know… names.”
“Priestly, I seriously have no idea what the hell you’re talking about.”
“Well, I was just reading Ultimate X-Men and I thought…”
“Oh my God. No. Just… no. We are not adopting superhero names. Just… oh my God no.”
“Come on, it would be awesome. You know you love Batman.”
“Ya, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to adopt the name and start running around rooftops in tights.”
“There’s an image.”
“Shut up. We’re not doing it.”
“Why not? We’ve already got the super powers, and we’ve already got the Pietro/Wanda relationship thing going…”
“Pietro/Wanda?”
“Ya… Magneto’s children. They’re twins… and they’re totally fucking.”
“Jesus Christ, are you serious? There are incestuous twins in comics these days?”
“You can thank Mark Millar for that.”
“I have no idea who that is.”
“It’s not important. The important thing is, is that we have bitchin’ sweet moves and deserve equally bitchin’ code names.”
“You are such a fucking dork.”
“You can be ‘The Human Ouiji Board’… ‘T-HOB’ for short.”
“You are not fucking calling me that.”
“Fine, then you come up with something, jerkass.”
“Do I have to?”
“Yes.”
“Goddamnit… Uhhh…”
“Come on.”
“Jesus, give me a minute…. Uh… ah, fuck, I don’t know.”
“Fine, ‘T-HOB’ it is.”
“I hate you.”
“Pfft, you love me.”
“You’re family. I’m obligated too.”
“Ha.”
“So, even though I totally know I’m going to regret this, what’s your code name going to be?”
“I don’t know, actually. Most psychics in the comics just end up going by their real name.”
“Gosh, how boring.”
“Shut up, Captain Sarcasm.”
“Is that my new code name?”
“No, it doesn’t hide your secret identity well enough.”
“Ouch.”
“Ok, so maybe the code names are a bust. I’ll have to think it over some more.”
“So we’ll get to talk about this again in the future? Great. I can’t wait… fucking dork.”
“Shut up, T-HOB.”
*****
End