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Alright, sunglasses would not have been a great score, unless they were really worth a lot, so Remy did not entirely mind having been stopped in the act. If he was going to screw up so badly, he would have preferred it to be over something he could stand to lose out on. “Oh, you’re welcome, mon ami. Lucky I was around t’ see ‘em fall.” He nodded, acting relatively concerned. The guy did not really need to owe him, but that would require Remy telling him the truth, and he was not going to do that. So he smiled again and said, “I 'preciate dat. Maybe you can give me a hand sometime. An’ I can see why you’re so attached to dose shades. Dey sure do look stylish!”

Johnny was suddenly grateful he took that one year learning some french, his intial plan had been to go to france abroad for a year but that hadn’t worked out in the end after he began hyper fixating on becoming a pilot. Nonetheless he recognized the words, though they would have sounded a tad sexier if he hadn’t known the meaning of my friend. “Guess I could call you my hero.” Johnny joked, a chuckle soon following. “Though I might need an actual name instead of just calling you ‘my hero’.” The guy was cool, smooth on his feet. Felt like more then a civilian. “Right?? I had them custom made, fire resistant.” a tiny little flame shot out from his pointer finger in explanation (totally not showing off in front of the cool guy, totally not that). “Yeah I’m pretty handy so anything you need help with, I owe you.” That would be one less boring afternoon in the future surely. 

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       Sue gave her brother a knowing look, sapphire meeting sapphire as their eyes connected. A smile spread across her lips before she spoke. “I think that some younger brothers can visit their big sisters without any ulterior motive, but I don’t think you can. You should try to prove me wrong some day.” She challenged playfully, happy to see Johnny regardless of his motive to visit. Sue was smarter than to believe he was there just to see her and check up on her. They had been through this enough times before. “What do you need help with?”  

“Some, does that mean I’m excluded from that category?” He challenged though in good humor, Sue knew him better then he knew himself half the time. There was little Johnny could do to hide from the woman who knew him inside and out. “Eh, maybe I’ll take you up on that. One day, in the long long future.” Her question inspired a long drawn out and dramatic sigh. “You see sis, there’s this ah- let’s call it an exhibit. But to get in I need to be someone’s plus one, and the thing is you happen to be on the invite list soooooo.” He put forth his best puppy dog eyes. “Pleaseee make me your plus one. It could be a sibling bonding day?”

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“Yes well we both know out of all the rabble band of heroes you are part of, I don’t mind you or your sister. That and they happened to have the brand of coffee I favor, so lucky day indeed” He mused looking at the other. Victor never minded Johnny in the least out of all of them, he seemed to give both Ben and Reed a hard enough time without him being around and that was something he could always get behind. “I was all the way back home I’m afraid Johnny, a kingdom seldom runs itself when it comes down to it.” He mused honestly before chuckling “I see, is it just you here, or have you brought along your lovely sister as well?”

“Rabble band? That’s a new one, not the worst though so I’ll try not to be too insulted.” Ben and Reed have probably called their group worse then that in the past when they particularly fucked up. “Ooh, what kind of coffee would that be?” He needed to remember Victor’s coffee taste, maybe if he brought a cup during their next fight he could get brownie points. “Still funky to think my sister’s ex and my old babysitter is a freakin king.” They fought a freakin king? How rad was that? “Well I hope your kingdom’s doing good, all your crops are watered and all that stuff.” He made a face at the mention of Sue. “Come on dude, can’t you just enjoy this singular Storm’s company? I’m plenty blessing already.”

@humanstcrm​: “She stole my fucking car!” 

Jim looked up, mildly startled, ​as the young man barged up to his desk. He looked around for which officer had sent him up here instead of dealing with it himself, but didn’t find any likely culprits before he turned his gaze back to the younger man. “Sir, please take a seat and try to calm down,” he said steadily. “I need a description of your car, and of the person you believe stole the vehicle.”

“Yeah--- I should calm down but I don’t think I can because my sister is actually gonna kill me. Except she also won’t because she’s the nice one but I’m gonna wish she did cause Ben is gonna never let me live this down and Reed-- okay, Reed won’t care cause he’s such a nerd but I had that car specialized man, it was the Johnny mobile! Red, flames painted on the sides, big four painted to look like fire, super super cool ride!! I would have chased after it myself but I don’t have my suit on and I didn’t wanna be bare assed after saving my car. The person was blonde, she was tiny-- seriously short, she may have even been a teenager?? Greenish eyes, pale blonde, and she looked me dead in the eyes too when she was riding away, man she was smirking!”

❝ i know, i know. i’m the best. ❞ - @humanstcrm​

huh? he rose a brow, shaking his head lightly. “i’m sorry dude, i don’t even know who you are. besides, the best has to be quicksilver or the flash hands down,” he may be a little biased but this walking ego of a person didn’t need to know that. “or kid flash,” in honor of his new friend.

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“Don’t look at me like that,” Babs said bluntly, glancing over at him. “I don’t know what you usually get with that smirk, but it’s not going to get a damn thing out of me.” Not least of all beceause he had to be around Barbara’s age. “What do you want?”

“Like what?” Johnny asked, feigning innocents all whilst doing exactly what she spoke of with his eyes. “I’m not looking to get anything, just enjoying the beautiful view.” She was beautiful, it couldn’t be helped. “How’bout... you hit me with your best drink here. Something tells me you have good taste.”

Open starter for @assemblestarter​

       “One second,” Sue called out after hearing the lab door open. She was doing a few last minutes checks on something that Reed had asked her to take a look at. Whenever he needed a second pair of eyes, he asked her. Walking around the corner with filled arms, she smiled when her eyes landed on the person who had walked in. “What’s that?” She asked, noticing something on the metal table beside them. “Let me set this down.” The blonde showed off the things in her hands before setting them down. “Alright, I’m sorry. What can I do for you?”

Johnny Storm wasn’t known for his patience, before becoming the Human Torch and certainly not afterward once he was granted the ability of flame and flight. He waited for no man, no plane, and for sure no sister! So, he entered the lab and hoped he there wouldn’t be anything too breakable in there. “Hey Sue,” He said, she looked all science-y like that. It was hard to remember how many degrees his sister had. For all Johnny’s accomplishments of becoming a pilot so young Sue still kicked his ass when it came down to it. It was kind of awesome in it’s own way. She was so freakin brilliant, and he was proud of her. Not that she would be hearing that from him anytime soon. “Can’t a younger brother come visit his big sis without any ulterior motive in mind?” Oh no, he needed a favor, but Johnny knew better then to come right out with it. There needed to be smoozing. 

»   𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓.

Kurt stared at him for a moment, lips pursing as if considering the possibility before shrugging in response. “Uh… is that a boy band? Are you in a boy band?” He looked like he could be but he didn’t want to assume such trivial things about people. “I’m not from America so I’m a little behind on things still. Have you heard of the XMEN?” It wasn’t like he was going to come right out and say it but hey, if the guy was a hero… maybe. He had to stop and consider the fact that there had been deaths by his hand but recently he wondered if he’s any different than the Brotherhood or those who saw their side as the right one. If he killed in the name of good, is he still good? “Touché. But no. I think the correct word would be socially awkward. I grew up in a circus so I’m still… getting used to social norms.”

“What? No, we’re not a- Okay wait, first off: thank you very much for saying I look good enough to be in a boy band. I’ve always thought so and I’m totally telling Sue someone else agrees with me. Moving on, we’re totally a superhero group bro! We’re pretty awesome if I do say so myself in my totally not biased at all opinion.” The X-Men, Johnny had heard of them in the passing and he was pretty sure he fought alongside some of their guys once or twice. He just didn’t know any of them too well. “Oh damn! Are you one of them?” Half of them wore masks so it stood to reason for him not to recognize the guy, though knowing Johnny he wouldn’t have remembered the guy even without the mask. “Don’t tell me you’re Visor Guy, you’re not Claw-Man though I’m pretty sure. You’re not...” His hand’s extended like making the shape of a square, sizing out the buff exterior Claw-Man had that the guy in front of him lacked. “A circus? That sounds like it could be fun. Or scarring. I hope it was fun for you.” He nodded his head. “Okay, that makes sense. Well if it makes you feel any better screw social norms. Who needs em?” 

“ah hell.” noire grumbled. not again. what is with people and scamming this diner? it’s just a diner for godsake! all they have to do is pay a few buck and be on their way. why must everything be so difficult? “by any chance do you have extra pairs of running shoes? can’t exactly go anywhere with my docs.”

“Can’t say I carry an extra pair of running shoes on me.” If it weren’t for him being in his civvies he’d do the whole ‘flame on’ thing but alas. Nonetheless Johnny still felt inclined to help, it was in his nature. “I saw their license plate though, I could write it down for you.” He offered. “Would that help?”

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Victor had to admit out of all the Fantastic Four not including Sue, of course, Johnny wasn’t too much of a hindrance in his free time. “It’s been quite a while since I’ve had the pleasure Johnny what brings you to this place?” He questioned sipping his coffee watching the other over his laptop. “Nothing much just checking on certain issues back home, what about you?”

“Oh man you even called seeing me a pleasure, I really caught you in a good mood today huh?” It was pretty cool, it’d been a long time since he had a positive encounter with the man. Johnny kinda missed it. Maybe if he had someone to chill with Victor wouldn’t be so much of a villain. “Back home like us-back home or back back home of the royal variety?” It was still such a gnarly thing for him to wrap his mind around. “Me? Oh you know, the usual. Whatever that means nowadays.” He truly wasn’t sure, not that being unsure of what happened next in itself was new to Johnny. 

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        Peter heard his full name, which caught his attention. He usually heard Peter Parker, not Peter Benjamin Parker. Spotting the blond, it all clicked. “Hey, Johnny.” The worry that any crowd Johnny might draw with his name faded quickly as he remembered how famous the other was. Eyes wouldn’t linger long on him when Johnny was around. “I’m okay, how about you?“ Things were better than okay now that May was back, but there was a voice in the back of his head telling him it could go away at any time.

“Hey Johnny? Is that all I get? What about the ‘I missed you man’ of it all? Or, you look smokin Johnny! Where’s the enthusiasm?” In all fairness to Peter he didn’t have too much to be enthusiastic about often, which was partially the reason Johnny tried to rile him up. He tried to push for the enthusiasm, his success was varied though. “I’m good.” He said, but the words were less of an answer and more of a formality. Johnny had much more important things to focus on. “Now you said okay, do you mean that in the ‘trying to put on a strong face’ way or the ‘I’d rather not tell my good friend Johnny how shitty things are’ kind of way? Or,” He added quickly. “The ‘I don’t wanna talk about it but let’s get Burger King’ kind of way. Cause I’m always down for the king of Burgers.”

“Hey Vicksie!” Johnny greeted, probably too cheerfully on account of them technically being villains. Sue would not approve, Reed would give him ‘disapproving face 27′ and Ben would howl. But, well, they were out of costume and Victor seemed to be doing something mundane so what? Victor used to babysit him from time to time, supervillany aside, there was no reason to be a dick right now. The dickery would be reserved for later. “What’s up?”

“Petey Benjamin Parker!” Johnny greeted just as loudly as he usual did. In the back of his head was the reminder that Peter liked to keep things low-key, shh conscious. “Howya doin man?”

“I’m sorry what did those guy say? I am not covering their bill, nope, that is way incorrect.” Johnny exclaimed with a firm shake of his head. “You outta track them down, because I ain’t paying it.”

“Well hello,” Johnny greeted the bartender with the signature smirk of his. “Hows it going today Miss?” He asked, putting the charm on.