Bobby had almost- almost actually smiled when he'd woken up this morning only to find he wasn't in the camp anymore. No, he was back at that strange school the other-him apparently attended
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Raven had been working her way down the dorm floors and finally found someone in the third floor common room. She recognized the boy there from the pictures on the other!Raven's phone, though she wasn't sure of his name.
Bobby gave a startled little twitch at the greeting, looking over at the new arrival. After a moment, he seemed to come to a decision and offered a tentative smile, tilting his head to indicate the boxes of cereal he'd scrounged up. Did she want any?
"Thanks," Raven said. She was hungry, after all. And the boy seemed twitchy but not a threat.
She furtively consulted the phone (and how this thing was a phone she couldn't possibly comprehend) and checked the "call log" and found a picture of this boy's face beside the name "Bobby."
He nodded. Back 'home', people who knew his name when he didn't know theirs were bad news. But this wasn't the Alamo, and people who knew this other Bobby were bound to run in to him, he knew.
Loki had woken up in a strange room this morning, had the briefest of thoughts that it was Asgard and then remembered his tragic obnoxious little shit actions that lead up to his falling from the rainbow bridge to Midgard.
Possibly cried a little. But that was manly crying. Manly crying.
And so, he was prepared to find what these humans were doing. And if he could rule them all. As they were made to be. "Hello," he finally said after all that narrative.
Well, at least he was slightly more prepared for an interruption and didn't startle this time. Loki got a nod of acknowledgement in return for his greeting.
You just had to be on the same floor on which Annie woke up this morning, didn't you? Because that meant everyone here got treated to the little redheaded girl coming in, followed quickly by musical accompaniment.
The sun'll come out Tomorrow Bet your bottom dollar That tomorrow There'll be sun!
Just thinkin' about Tomorrow Clears away the cobwebs, And the sorrow 'Til there's none!
When I'm stuck with a day That's gray, And lonely, I just stick out my chin And Grin, And Say, Oh!
The sun'll come out Tomorrow So ya gotta hang on 'Til tomorrow Come what may Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I love ya Tomorrow! You're always A day A way!
And then she exited the common room and went on her way.
"Nice to have a little music to start the morning, isn't it?" Shatner asked nobody in particular. Possibly the baby. "Too bad that was way too much music."
That didn't even really work as an insult in Shatner's mind, but he wasn't going to let that stop him from thinking it. He'd just be careful not to say it out loud.
Now that Shatner was away from that horrible mind-reader (who wasn't reading his mind), he took the psychically powered (not actually) baby (droid) he found (was assigned) in that strange room he woke up in (his own) and fled to the nearest public room he could find. He clearly just needed coffee. He just needed to wake up more.
"Good morning, everyone! How's the coffee today?" he asked. "And are any of you marks I can unload this baby onto?" He also asked that in nearly the same tone, just a tad more dramatically. But he thought it was internal narrative. As you do.
"Sounds great to me! Hey, say, do you want to hold this baby for a minute while I pour myself some of that great-sounding hot coffee?" Shatner asked. "And while you're holding the baby, I'm going to run away. A foolproof plan!"
Poor baby It wasn't paying much attention. He was watching the TV.
If you were coming from before World War I? Yes, it was special. But... no one else was fazed by it. "Scout's honor, I have never seen anything like that before," Henry said. Clearly, this was more than just another summer camp.
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"Hi," she said cautiously.
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She furtively consulted the phone (and how this thing was a phone she couldn't possibly comprehend) and checked the "call log" and found a picture of this boy's face beside the name "Bobby."
"You're Bobby, right?" she said.
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"Don't know you, though," he finally admitted.
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Possibly cried a little. But that was manly crying. Manly crying.
And so, he was prepared to find what these humans were doing. And if he could rule them all. As they were made to be. "Hello," he finally said after all that narrative.
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"Are you mute?"
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...One of the evil ones.
"No," he said with a scowl.
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The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar
That tomorrow
There'll be sun!
Just thinkin' about
Tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs,
And the sorrow
'Til there's none!
When I'm stuck with a day
That's gray,
And lonely,
I just stick out my chin
And Grin,
And Say,
Oh!
The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
'Til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya Tomorrow!
You're always
A day
A way!
And then she exited the common room and went on her way.
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That didn't even really work as an insult in Shatner's mind, but he wasn't going to let that stop him from thinking it. He'd just be careful not to say it out loud.
Which he did.
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"...What?" Bobby just kind of stared at the spot where Annie had been only moments ago.
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"Good morning, everyone! How's the coffee today?" he asked. "And are any of you marks I can unload this baby onto?" He also asked that in nearly the same tone, just a tad more dramatically. But he thought it was internal narrative. As you do.
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"Coffee's hot," Bobby offered, because it was the first thing that came to mind after '...What?' and he'd done that one already.
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Poor baby It wasn't paying much attention. He was watching the TV.
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