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“ bruce... how did you become you? ” he’s on his back, staring up, up and openly admiring, but fraught and questioning somehow at the same time. his arms are folded under his head-- under the mass of darkish, brownish dreads. “ you make it look so easy... and natural. “ after a minute, he lifts an arm to pass the scientist a handful or so of doughnut holes. “ tell me your secret. ”

“ you’ve been through enough already. “

    “ ... so, i was thinking-- we might get away for a little while. my cousin’s got a villa on the venetian beach.”                   they’ve been trying for years.                   a houseful of teenage super-kids is great,                    but it’s difficult not to want more.                   he’s been off t for a few months,                   because jen’s tried and it won’t take.                   making the attempt himself is                   the last hope they’ve got.                    a hand raises- he’s waving what’s in it.                   highly unlikely if not impossible, but positive.

“ you thought that was a good idea. ”

like for a walpurgisnacht/witches’ night/mayday starter

[[ like this for either a tony or a tasha (E-3490) stark in your ask, dispensing pinched ears and too much food, loud affection, worried noises and other general forms of half-italian mamma-ing

“ i’m glad to see not all of us have been lost to this war, my friend. ”

“ my idea of ‘best’ says you and yours stay with my friends and i another day. there’s good company and good food. we’d welcome you. ”