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Post by AnT on Dec 25, 2012 18:36:26 GMT -5
 "Zzzzzz..." This would be a blonde boy sleeping in a sleeping bag, in the floor of a bedroom that wasn't his. |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 25, 2012 18:42:33 GMT -5
And as a window was slid open...  ...a certain friendly-neighborhood superhero tiredly stepped into the bedroom; closing the window and hurriedly getting out of the costume...  ...back into his casual wear. After everything that had gone on, from dealing with symbiotes from the past, present and future, that Sentinel malfunction, and of course, chatting it up with a pair of superhumans... he was ready to call it a night... ...except, he noticed someone snoozing on his floor. Right in front of him, in fact. "..." Yeah, he wasn't too thrilled about this sight. |
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Post by AnT on Dec 25, 2012 18:44:16 GMT -5
But he was thrilled with his nap, what with his loud snoozing. |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 25, 2012 18:45:29 GMT -5
"......" Yeah, there were going to be words about that snoozing. "...hey." He wasted little time in kneeling down and shaking this stranger rather vividly. "Wake up." |
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Post by AnT on Dec 25, 2012 18:46:07 GMT -5
"...chill Kitty..." he groaned, all sleepy. "Give me five minutes. School is evil...Zzzzz..." |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 25, 2012 18:47:56 GMT -5
"........." Yeah, more than words were necessary. So, as an extreme measure, he grabbed the nearest alarm clock, tuned it just a bit, held it up to the stranger's ear... and it suddenly blared loudly to make this stranger wake up properly. |
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Post by AnT on Dec 25, 2012 18:49:15 GMT -5
Which made him jolt right onto the bed, like a cat. "AAAAAAGH!!! I'M UP, MR. LOGAN!! I'M UP!!" |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 25, 2012 19:10:33 GMT -5
...Kitty? Mr. Logan? What was with this guy? "...okay... could you please tell me who you are and why you're in my bedroom right now?" he finally spoke. |
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Post by AnT on Dec 25, 2012 19:12:51 GMT -5
Rubbing his head, "You that Peter guy? Oh hey. the name's Bobby. Ms. Parker let me stay for a bit." |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 25, 2012 19:15:51 GMT -5
...so... this Bobby was currently his roommate? Gee, way to let me know in advance, Aunt May... With a bit of a sigh, he sat down on his chair. "...yeah, I'm Peter. Nice to meet you, Bobby." he spoke; sort of lying so he wouldn't appear rude... even if that was tempting, given the day he had today. |
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Post by AnT on Dec 25, 2012 20:03:03 GMT -5
@may@ She nearly passed by the room before noticing the boys. "Oh Peter! I didn't see you come in." "Oh hey there, Ms. P!" he greeted. |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 25, 2012 20:07:29 GMT -5
He gave her a small nod and a smile. "Heya, Aunt May." |
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Post by AnT on Dec 25, 2012 20:10:37 GMT -5
@may@ "Oh I see you met Bobby Drake, dear. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but he came at such short notice." "Uh....yeah..." he muttered, uneasy. "I'm uh...part of some special child service program for the...'special' need." |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 25, 2012 20:15:58 GMT -5
"Oh, I see." He rubbed his neck a bit. "I think it'll work out fine though, Aunt May." Even as he said that, he wasn't entirely sure about this... special child service program that Bobby mentioned. Why put emphasis on the 'special' part? Something was fishy about this... |
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Post by AnT on Dec 25, 2012 20:38:23 GMT -5
@may@ "Well come on, you two. Dinner will be ready, soon." she said, walking off. Seems talking about that program bothered him, still, as he rubbed his arm. "Uh...yeah..." Standing up, he walked out the room. |
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