fic | IN A SKRULLY WAY | Marvel > Young Avengers (House of M AU)
Fandom: Marvel >> Young Avengers
Title: In a Skrully Way
Rating: G for this one.
Characters/Pairings: Billy, Teddy, Tommy (doesn't have any lines), Pietro (also no lines).
Word Count: 641
Notes: House of M AU 8DDDD
“Of course, there is still the matter of relations between the Skrull Empire and Wakanda.”
Billy tuned out, ignoring the meeting in favor of clicking his pen repeatedly until his uncle glared at him. He’d been to dozens of these meetings, and they were just as boring every time. They hadn’t even reached the halfway break and he was already having to keep himself from wanting the fire alarm to go off. He stole a glance at Tommy, who felt the same way, judging by how his fingers were tapping the arm of his seat at superspeed.
Attempting to distract himself, he glanced around the Skrull side of the room. Most of the Emperor’s officers and attendants and advisers looked pretty much the same, but there was something different about the crown prince. His skin was a little lighter than that of the other Skrulls, and... were his eyes blue? Billy leaned forward a little, trying to squint surreptitiously at the teenager across from him. They were definitely blue. He’d never seen a Skrull with blue eyes before. It seemed like crown prince Dorrek VIII’s own little stab at some sort of individuality, or maybe rebellion. Billy smiled to himself. It was kind of cute, in a Skrully sort of way.
A few minutes later, Dorrek VIII caught Billy’s eye and gave him a wink and a (really cute and charming) smile, and Billy upgraded him from ‘cute in a Skrully way’ to just plain adorable.
***
At the halfway break in the meeting, Billy opted out of drinking water and watching his uncle argue with his advisers in favor of perching on the couch in the hallway outside the conference room. After a few minutes, Prince Dorrek came out of the Skrulls’ private breakroom, this time with blond hair and a way more human looking chin than he’d had five minutes ago. He looked kind of stressed, and Billy watched as he pushed a hand through his hair. Dorrek looked up and smiled at him, and Billy managed a smile back. He gestured at the spot next to him, and the Skrull prince smiled wider and walked over.
“Your Highness,” he said softly, taking a seat. Billy frowned and rubbed at the back of his neck.
“Hey, um, Prince William is fine. Or just William, actually.” The other prince nodded. “In that case, you can call me Dorrek.”
It was nice to have someone besides Tommy he could speak to so informally, someone who wasn’t worried about offending his delicate princely sensibilities or of him having them fired or exiled or zapped with lightning or whatever.
“So, there’s some pretty interesting stuff going on in there,” said Dorrek, gesturing at the door of the conference room. Billy stared at him, trying to formulate some kind of polite response and failing. Before he could manage more than an “uh,” Dorrek’s straight face started to wobble, and they both cracked up.
“Oh, god,” said Billy after they’d both caught their breath. “I was so afraid you were serious.” He wiped a tear from the corner of his eye.
“I’ll admit that I’ve been to a handful of interesting functions like this, where there is actual debating happening. But this political song and dance is enough to put anyone to sleep.”
Billy snorted. “Now I’m kind of jealous. Nobody lets us go to any kind of meeting that might turn out to be halfway tolerable. The first time I ever had to sit through one I made myself invisible and then left.”
Dorrek laughed, and Billy was suddenly incredibly glad that Skrulls weren’t telepaths. The alien prince looked at him and said, “hey. Do you want to get out of here?”
Billy's heart lurched. That couldn't have been healthy.
Title: In a Skrully Way
Rating: G for this one.
Characters/Pairings: Billy, Teddy, Tommy (doesn't have any lines), Pietro (also no lines).
Word Count: 641
Notes: House of M AU 8DDDD
“Of course, there is still the matter of relations between the Skrull Empire and Wakanda.”
Billy tuned out, ignoring the meeting in favor of clicking his pen repeatedly until his uncle glared at him. He’d been to dozens of these meetings, and they were just as boring every time. They hadn’t even reached the halfway break and he was already having to keep himself from wanting the fire alarm to go off. He stole a glance at Tommy, who felt the same way, judging by how his fingers were tapping the arm of his seat at superspeed.
Attempting to distract himself, he glanced around the Skrull side of the room. Most of the Emperor’s officers and attendants and advisers looked pretty much the same, but there was something different about the crown prince. His skin was a little lighter than that of the other Skrulls, and... were his eyes blue? Billy leaned forward a little, trying to squint surreptitiously at the teenager across from him. They were definitely blue. He’d never seen a Skrull with blue eyes before. It seemed like crown prince Dorrek VIII’s own little stab at some sort of individuality, or maybe rebellion. Billy smiled to himself. It was kind of cute, in a Skrully sort of way.
A few minutes later, Dorrek VIII caught Billy’s eye and gave him a wink and a (really cute and charming) smile, and Billy upgraded him from ‘cute in a Skrully way’ to just plain adorable.
***
At the halfway break in the meeting, Billy opted out of drinking water and watching his uncle argue with his advisers in favor of perching on the couch in the hallway outside the conference room. After a few minutes, Prince Dorrek came out of the Skrulls’ private breakroom, this time with blond hair and a way more human looking chin than he’d had five minutes ago. He looked kind of stressed, and Billy watched as he pushed a hand through his hair. Dorrek looked up and smiled at him, and Billy managed a smile back. He gestured at the spot next to him, and the Skrull prince smiled wider and walked over.
“Your Highness,” he said softly, taking a seat. Billy frowned and rubbed at the back of his neck.
“Hey, um, Prince William is fine. Or just William, actually.” The other prince nodded. “In that case, you can call me Dorrek.”
It was nice to have someone besides Tommy he could speak to so informally, someone who wasn’t worried about offending his delicate princely sensibilities or of him having them fired or exiled or zapped with lightning or whatever.
“So, there’s some pretty interesting stuff going on in there,” said Dorrek, gesturing at the door of the conference room. Billy stared at him, trying to formulate some kind of polite response and failing. Before he could manage more than an “uh,” Dorrek’s straight face started to wobble, and they both cracked up.
“Oh, god,” said Billy after they’d both caught their breath. “I was so afraid you were serious.” He wiped a tear from the corner of his eye.
“I’ll admit that I’ve been to a handful of interesting functions like this, where there is actual debating happening. But this political song and dance is enough to put anyone to sleep.”
Billy snorted. “Now I’m kind of jealous. Nobody lets us go to any kind of meeting that might turn out to be halfway tolerable. The first time I ever had to sit through one I made myself invisible and then left.”
Dorrek laughed, and Billy was suddenly incredibly glad that Skrulls weren’t telepaths. The alien prince looked at him and said, “hey. Do you want to get out of here?”
Billy's heart lurched. That couldn't have been healthy.