#cheeseitted

“HAS RIP SAID ANYTHING TO YOU about all this?” and he knows that if he had- if he had any idea of what was really going on and how things would all unfold- michael couldn’t tell him. not when it could possibly have serious repercussions in the time stream. the call for heroes to bludhaven has just gone out and the thought has been clawing at ted’s mind like a rat in a cage, “it feels like distractions. it’s all too random. the attacks in coast city and now with these two in bludhaven... it feels too much like someone is setting little fires to spread the justice league too thin.” ( but why? ) “unless it really does all boil down to bad investments and being pissed off about that. little extreme of a reaction in my opinion but then again, maybe his patience ran out two centuries ago.” 

“RANI, DID YOU FINISH YOUR HOMEWORK?” booms through the penthouse apartment and he waits a beat for the answering call back before nodding, his focus diverting to the potato he was currently peeling in his hand, “alright! put it on my desk so i can check it later!” a soft thundering noise rolls through the apartment and ted calls out absentmindedly, “slow feet, rani.” 

-- had anyone told him a year ago that he’d been standing in the kitchen, actually cooking a real meal instead of ordering take out and asking a little girl if she’d finished her homework before he, booster ( of all people-- booster flippin’ gold! ) and said child sat down for dinner like real people, he would’ve asked who’s child he and booster had kidnapped and why had no one come to save said child from their clearly incapable hands.

( but then again, ted wouldn’t have known he’d been worm food for three years and being dead for any amount of time tends to put things into perspective. ) 

despite the fact that the scene would have seen so absurd to him a year ago, ted can honestly say that ( after a brief adjustment period ) that there isn’t a thing he would change. that somehow? all this- this weird life where booster gold actually grows up enough to raise a kid and he gets lucky enough to tag along for the ride- seems to feel right in a way that things had probably never felt. brown eyes flicker over to michael and warmth blooms in his chest. ( to think i almost missed out on all this... )