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Life Goes On And Hides Under The Couch ((Open to Avengers))
After Christmas but before New Years, Jay and May had mutually decided to stop dating. They had drifted slightly apart. It was an amicable split and also half his choice, but Jay was still a bit sad. Though rather than brood in his room as he had done before, he went out and about all over New York City. Distractive outings. Though he made sure if he was with Stooges that the girlfriends were not along. He didn't want to dwell on being suddenly single nor did he want to feel like a fifth wheel.
Jay had gotten up late today and slogged out to the kitchen. When got back to his room, he noticed his door still open. He slapped a palm to his forehead and grunted.
"Crap. Crapcrap. Crapcrapcrap." The miniature giant space hamster, otherwise known as the pet he had that no one particularly knew about, was loose in the mansion. Jay turned on his heel and started down the hallway. He needed to find his pet before Jarvis found him and called the intergalactic exterminator.
"Boo," he whispered through clenched teeth as he stalked through the mansion. "Here, Boo. Heeeeeeeeere, Boo."
Jay had gotten up late today and slogged out to the kitchen. When got back to his room, he noticed his door still open. He slapped a palm to his forehead and grunted.
"Crap. Crapcrap. Crapcrapcrap." The miniature giant space hamster, otherwise known as the pet he had that no one particularly knew about, was loose in the mansion. Jay turned on his heel and started down the hallway. He needed to find his pet before Jarvis found him and called the intergalactic exterminator.
"Boo," he whispered through clenched teeth as he stalked through the mansion. "Here, Boo. Heeeeeeeeere, Boo."
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But he did catch that last part.
"Maybe you should let Audhild be and go rest for a little while, Amorason," Nicky suggested. "I'm not sure it would do for her to see her brother in this sort of state."
He turned his attention back to the others, then. "I saw the space hamster not a minute ago. He went scampering past me that way," he indicated the way from which he'd just come.
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"Okay, you three go look for the missing pet. I'll deal with the drunken demigod."
He was pretty sure there was still some of that Kree coffee for just these kinds of situations.
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Was she passing up getting to eye the hot Asgardian? Yes. But at least this way, Vincent would know that his sister was in capable hands, and that he could focus on sobering up.
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"Well, I'm going that way," he said in his normal careful manner. They could sort out this mess however they wanted. Get some help, lose it all to a drunken fop.
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In his experience, Asgardians drank for pleasure, not for pain. This understandably left a slightly sour taste in his mouth.
But to each their own. That was what he believed, and he was going to stand by it here.
"If you're going to go with Audhild," he said to Susan, "and if you're going to watch Amorason," he said to Bruce, "then I suppose it's up to you and me to catch your little friend," he grinned at Jay.
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"That'll work," he said.
"C'mon," he said to Vincent. "I think I've still got some Kree coffee back in one of the cupboards. That'll sober you up."