Jay Walters-Wingfoot (
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nextgenerationmarvel2012-04-14 09:17 pm
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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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He shrugged and sighed. "I gotta find him before Bruce or Marcus gets wind of this."
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He scratched his head. "So, split up or work together to cover the same rooms more quickly?"
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Susan pondered for a second. "Work together? He might react badly to seeing me by myself. He knows you, though."
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"Okay. Then forward h-mm. Yo. No easy jokes with yo. Forward yo."
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Susan snickered. "Should we link arms and skip down the hallway singing?"
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This couldn't possibly be good.
"...Do I want to know?"
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Well, all the Avengers were going to find out about Boo at sometime. At least they would know they weren't Jay's Boo.
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"...I just know I'm not gonna like what I see when we go check this out."
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Ever looking for a way not to deal with drunks, Jay was going to offer his partner-in-search a way out, too. The fellow Stooge came too late to the party.
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"The furry thing tried to kill me..." He comments. "Good morning."
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His eyes narrowed as they fell on the bottle.
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"Which our friend may not be," he added, looking at Vincent's slumped form. "So what are we all gathered here for?"
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She turned her attention towards Vincent. "Are you...okay, Vincent?" Though he definitely didn't look okay.
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He glanced around the room and turned to Bruce. "The drunk's yours. I gotta find me my Boo."
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It turns out its really hard for me to get drunk. I haven't been home yet." Another weak laugh. "I just need to clean myself up before I pick up Audhild from Jarvis."
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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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