The Consequences of Being Late for Dinner
Rating: PG
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Wiccan, Hulkling
Notes: Fanfic100 prompt #79-When?
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
079: When?
Teddy yawned and Billy lifted his head from his chest. He stretched, just enough to pop some joints, but not enough to drag Teddy all the way back to reality.
The sun was setting.
"Oh! Oh, no!"
He scrambled off of the couch and looked around for a clock. The one on the oven read 6:02.
"Oh, God," he groaned, rubbing his eyes.
Teddy shook the sleep off. "Whassa matter?"
"Mom’s gonna kill me! I’m late for dinner!"
Sure enough, his cell went off, informing him of his imminent doom.
"Hi, Mom. Yes, Mom. No! I-I, we-we just fell asleep on the couch! Mom! I’m sorry! Yes, I’m coming home no-er, hi, Dad… Okay, Dad. Yes, Dad. Yes. Yes. I love you, too. Bye, Dad."
Billy hung up with the air of a man on death row.
"They want to meet this person I fell asleep on."
Teddy blinked. "And?"
"That means come to dinner so they can dress you down, just like they have all my friends and both the girls I tried to date."
"Oh."
"I’m sorry."
Teddy smiled and patted his back. "I’ll still let you fall asleep on me when they’re not looking."
Billy smiled a little and pressed a hand to his forehead. "You’re terrible."
"I know."