like it’s fine when you decide to play dirty.” he’s past giving in to her request now, right or wrong. he’s too prideful to admit he should come clean. “you’ll end up on the other pages of the news if you act like that.”
“hey, i didn’t even throw you under the bus! the news decided to do that themselves. it’s not like i told them it was you or anything,” he feels his own irritation rising now between the dig at him and the implied threat if he doesn’t
slowly lowering the ipad, the look of outrage on her features eases into something colder. “oh, well, i’m glad you’re listening to your dad, even if it means i take the blame for your mess!”
her tongue clicks against the roof of her mouth, head of chestnut curls shaking —
come clean.
focusing on regulating his body temperature, he replies, “are you threatening me now? that doesn’t sound very heroic of you, now does it? you were just preaching about me ‘blaming you’ as being a 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘸, but it sounds
strolling into the training compound, he’s greeted, barely, by none other than valerie. she’s always so … boring, never wanting to be spontaneous or fun, just trying to follow all these rules and guidelines for training. where’s the action
and on-the-job learning type stuff?
a small flicker of a flame ignites in his palm, throwing it her way. it’s small enough that it’ll fizzle out quickly, but remain long enough to get her attention.
“you avoiding me now?” he calls out
“well— yeah. my body temperature is usually hot, and then sometimes i forget and overheat the area i’m in,” sheepish nod of his head. “i try to control it, but it’s hard to sometimes because it feels normal to me.”
folks, i hereby announce my candidacy to lead my fellow bunch of future heroes. as long as we’ve got heart, smarts, ethics, and each other, i have no doubt that we can continue to build on the legacy of the avengers and make the world a safer place for all!
birdie out! 🦅