Green Boy in a Satellite

   “Is our baby on a leash!?”

“It was an effective way to contain her.”

and i remembered my favorite

my hand slipped

     “I couldn’t do that through a stupid biohazard suit.”

“I... suppose.” There. He’s finally able to get the other word out.

   “Wouldn’t I have already contaminated you by being in the future? Stop being a baby.”

“Kara, how could you?”

“You have contaminated me!”

    “You can’t catch asthma. And the plague has been dead for like 600 years, Querl.”

“I need to be safe.”

It’s not like he’s ever not serious.

“My immune system is very dissimilar to yours. I must take caution.”

   “… But is the biohazard suit necessary?”

“I could catch the Bubonic plague, asthma, the deadly flu! I need to ensure that I am safe.”

    “… You’re here. In the 21st century. Um.”

“Lightning Lad informed me that if he had to endure any more of my so-called ‘moping’, he would forcibly place me in a Time Bubble and send me here. By coming of my own will, I ensured that I had the proper protection equipment.”

paps the frand

lol anon i'm here now

"C’mere, dweeb."

"Yes...?"

"Maybe I’ll let you know when I wear them."

"Thank you?"

"It’s a very nice pair though."

"I. Er. Was not aware. I am glad you like them?"

"You just gave me see-through underwear. But the mention of sex makes you flail around like a potato with legs."

Breathe.

"… What kind of research?"

"Er. I am, um. Sworn to secrecy?"