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Baby Shower
July 7th at Stark Tower
You are invited to help New York's own Matthew Murdock celebrate the arrival of a brand new baby. This is an open invitation and everyone can come!
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠎ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠗⠑ ⠕⠧⠑⠗⠎⠞⠑⠏⠏⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠠⠗⠑⠎⠉⠊⠝⠙ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠝⠧⠊⠞⠁⠞⠊⠕⠝ ⠊⠍⠍⠑⠙⠊⠁⠞⠑⠇⠽⠲⠴
"This is not happening. You are overstepping. Rescind this invitation immediately."
I believe you are supposed to say thank you. After which I will say you're welcome. I'll be by to pick you up soon, Matty.
⠦⠠⠎⠺⠑⠑⠞ ⠠⠚⠑⠎⠥⠎⠲⠲⠲⠴
"Sweet Jesus..."
A short while later, Iron Man's red suit in all of it's glory arrives. "Hiya, Matty." It lands in front of him, the visor rescinding, the suit is empty. "Ready to go?"
▪︎ Matt frowns, stepping back, grabbing the closest thing to his hand, which happens to be a fork.
⠦⠠⠔⠄⠍ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠁⠝⠽⠺⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲⠴
"I'm not going anywhere."
"Except to your baby shower." He corrects, the suit wraps around Matty and carries him out the window, leaving the fork Matt had grabbed behind, and taking him back to Stark Tower.
Inside of the tower is a set up of balloons, sparkling water, red velvet cake covered in white and blue frosting, a mountain of gifts, and one Tony Stark, sitting at the fully stocked bar.
"Congrats on having our kid, Matty!"
▪︎ Matt huffs, getting away from the suit, and making a beeline to the elevator.
⠦⠠⠺⠑⠙⠝⠑⠎⠙⠁⠽⠂ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠍⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠇⠕⠃⠃⠽⠲⠴
"Wednesday, take me to the lobby."
"Cancel that order, Wednesday." Tony gets up from his chair, "Matthew, hear me out. Five minutes and if you still want to leave, i'll let you go."
He walks over to Matt, resting a hand on his shoulder, "I need someone to take over everything when I'm gone. I tried to prolong my life. And the symbiote pushed everyone I had away. I'm alone. I'm desperate. And I'm dying."
"That baby isn't mine, but it could be. You wouldn't have to spend a dime on taking care of 'em. All that stress of figuring out what to do could be gone in an instant. For both of us. All you have to do is just tell the world it's mine."
"It's a win-win."
⠦⠠⠇⠑⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠎⠞⠗⠁⠊⠛⠓⠞⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠇⠊⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠑⠧⠑⠗⠽⠕⠝⠑ ⠊⠝ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠕⠗⠇⠙ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠽⠕⠥⠗ ⠕⠺⠝ ⠛⠁⠊⠝⠦⠴
"Let me get this straight. You want me to lie to everyone in the world for your own gain?"
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠙⠕⠑⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠎⠊⠞ ⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠍⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠊⠞ ⠊⠎ ⠝⠑⠧⠑⠗ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠲ ⠠⠔⠄⠍ ⠇⠑⠁⠧⠊⠝⠛⠲⠴
"That doesn't sit right with me and it is never going to happen. I'm leaving."
"We're doing this the hard way then..." Tony sighs, Matthew's stubborn streak was always a pain in his ass, "Wednesday, lock down the tower. No one gets in or out. Jam the signals, too."
"Initiating lock down mode!"
"Matthew, I've pleaded my case to you. Let you know how things have been on my end of things. And now, I'm going to tell you what's about to happen." The suit wrapped around his hand as he continued, sheets of metal came down in front of the windows. "I'm taking the kid, that's a done deal. After that you'll forget about ever having it to begin with. The last few days will be like a bad dream. You'll wake up in your shitty apartment, have another scar to add to your collection and you'll continue with your life."
Tony hears movement from the next room over. Before he can even tell Wednesday to lock down the door, Dexy walls through almost calmly and a small dagger is thrown, stabbing Tony in the leg.
Tony hissed in pain when the dagger pierced his leg, his eyes darted around the room, his Matty hadn't done that. "Wednesday, who else is here?"
"Running data through facial recognition software."
He took in a deep breath and tapped his wristband, allowing the previously discarded armor to wrap around he rest of his body, while he yanked the knife out of his leg. "Fuck it, we're killing this guy. Assuming they've been here the whole time, they know too much."
Dexy growled.
"Stupid armor. Cheater."
Dexy quickly grabbed his gun from his holster instead. Stupid armor is knife proof.
"Cheater?" He laughed as Dex's info popped up onto the corner of his visors screen, Wednesday reading it to him. "What are you five?"
"You broke into my home. Big mistake on your part." He replied, as the aim assist locked into Dexy's head, he fired a blast of his repulsor, blue light streaked across the room. "No one's going to come looking for you here."
Dex growled again as he rolled to dodge the hit and fired his gun, aiming for his legs.
There was a hiss, followed by an electrical pop as the bullet pierced through one of the armor's platelets. A wire popped out of place as sparks flew, and rendered one of his legs immobile.
"Left leg mechanical failure."
"Redirect power to the missile canon." He ordered without missing a beat, an electrical humming filled the room as the missile launchers opened at his wrists.
Dex takes another shot, aiming for Tony's shoulder of the arm he is holding up.
This shot lands right in the main circuitry of the armor, this time around air escapes from the opening just before a flash of light follows it, the smell of smoke fills the room.
"Operating systems, catastrophic failure—"
The lights on the suit dim completely as he falls down, hitting the floor hard.
Dexy is quick to grab Matt's arm and pull him away. He hurries to the front door and groans in annoyance when it is locked down. He sees the tablet next to the door and fiddles with it, trying to peace ttogether how to open the door.
The tablet has facial recognition software and a fingerprint biometric scanner attached to it, but is otherwise connected to the whole tower. It flickers to life after being picked up.
"Authorized user detected: Welcome home, Matthew Murdock."
▪︎ Matt turns his head towards Dex as he grabs him.
■ He has half a mind to pull away from him, but he did just save his ass, and right now there's only one exit to the place.
▪︎ He runs a hand across the screen, finger gliding to the biometric scan.
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"Get us out of here."
@sexy-dexy-wexy
Dexy runs outside and puts a helmet on matt before getting on a motorcycle.
"get on and hold onto me."
▪︎ Matt frowns, briefly weighing his options.
□ He could book it on foot, but being pregnant he wouldn't get very far.
■ Added onto that a now very pissed off Tony Stark could grab him again.
□ Or he could go with Dex.
■ Both terrible options, but Dex had gotten him this far.
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"You better not crash. I have a baby on the way."
▪︎ He climbs onto the motorcycle and holds onto him.
"I'll get all of us home safe. Well, my home. Stark would just go back to get you of we went back to your home."
He starts driving, he giggles a little at Matt holding him, Matt can definitely hear his heart rate is fast, from both the previous fight and probably also from having physical contact with Matt.
▪︎ Matt huffs, but doesn't bother complaining.
□ Logically it's the safest place for them to go.
■ Not a single soul would think he was there.
▪︎ He holds onto Dex with one hand, while the other searches for the phone he left at his place. He comes up empty and wraps his other hand around Dex again.
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"Did he hurt you?"
"Nope! He only got one shot out and I dodged it so we are alllll good!"
Dex turns down a road where most of the buildings are run down. There is a lot of crime in this area.
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"Good."
▪︎ Matt nods, he's quiet for a minute, listening to their surroundings, curiosity piqued by this side of the city.
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"Where are we at anyways?"
Dex doesn't answer immediately. After a minute he stops the bike.
"we're home! My home. Have to have a low profile."
Dex gets off the bike and takes off Matt's helmet for him.
▪︎ Matt let's him take the helmet off, then gets up.
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"Fair enough."
Dex walks into the front of an appartemnt building and flashes the front desk a smile, lips closed though, to not show off his sharp teeth.
"Evening Miss G. Remember to call my room if those men come back to bother you. Alright?"
She laughs, she sounds like an old woman.
"I'll be sure to do that Tony! Glad to have someone down here finally looking out for the little guy."
He takes them to the elevator and on e inside he giggles.
"pretty ironic that my cover is named Tony, huh?"
▪︎ Matt bites the inside of his cheek to keep his composure when the receptionist calls Dex Tony. He follows him into the elevator.
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"Ironic or a sign that I should run?"
▪︎ He half jokes, keeping an ear out for any incoming suits.
The elevator gets to the right floor and dex walks down the hall.
"Why is your face in that rich prick's house system anyway? You two got history?"
Dex was trying to sound casual, but Matt could hear him clenching his fist that was still in his pocket at that last question.
▪︎ Matt follows him, memorizing the layout of the building as they walk.
⠦⠠⠔ ⠙⠁⠞⠑⠙ ⠓⠊⠍ ⠁ ⠋⠑⠺ ⠽⠑⠁⠗⠎ ⠁⠛⠕⠲ ⠠⠓⠑ ⠓⠁⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠇⠑⠁⠗⠝⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠇⠑⠞ ⠛⠕⠲⠲⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠙⠕⠝⠄⠞ ⠞⠓⠊⠝⠅ ⠓⠑ ⠓⠁⠎ ⠍⠥⠉⠓ ⠇⠑⠋⠞⠲⠴
"I dated him a few years ago. He hasn't learned to let go... I don't think he has much left."
Dex unlocks his door and opens it, letting Matt step inside first. Even before he unlocked the door, Matt could smell all the cleaner practically baked into the floor of the place.
▪︎ Matt goes inside, tilting his head in Dex's direction.
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"You must take really good care of this place."
Baby Shower
July 7th at Stark Tower
You are invited to help New York's own Matthew Murdock celebrate the arrival of a brand new baby. This is an open invitation and everyone can come!
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠎ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠗⠑ ⠕⠧⠑⠗⠎⠞⠑⠏⠏⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠠⠗⠑⠎⠉⠊⠝⠙ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠝⠧⠊⠞⠁⠞⠊⠕⠝ ⠊⠍⠍⠑⠙⠊⠁⠞⠑⠇⠽⠲⠴
"This is not happening. You are overstepping. Rescind this invitation immediately."
I believe you are supposed to say thank you. After which I will say you're welcome. I'll be by to pick you up soon, Matty.
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"Sweet Jesus..."
A short while later, Iron Man's red suit in all of it's glory arrives. "Hiya, Matty." It lands in front of him, the visor rescinding, the suit is empty. "Ready to go?"
▪︎ Matt frowns, stepping back, grabbing the closest thing to his hand, which happens to be a fork.
⠦⠠⠔⠄⠍ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠁⠝⠽⠺⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲⠴
"I'm not going anywhere."
"Except to your baby shower." He corrects, the suit wraps around Matty and carries him out the window, leaving the fork Matt had grabbed behind, and taking him back to Stark Tower.
Inside of the tower is a set up of balloons, sparkling water, red velvet cake covered in white and blue frosting, a mountain of gifts, and one Tony Stark, sitting at the fully stocked bar.
"Congrats on having our kid, Matty!"
▪︎ Matt huffs, getting away from the suit, and making a beeline to the elevator.
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"Wednesday, take me to the lobby."
"Cancel that order, Wednesday." Tony gets up from his chair, "Matthew, hear me out. Five minutes and if you still want to leave, i'll let you go."
He walks over to Matt, resting a hand on his shoulder, "I need someone to take over everything when I'm gone. I tried to prolong my life. And the symbiote pushed everyone I had away. I'm alone. I'm desperate. And I'm dying."
"That baby isn't mine, but it could be. You wouldn't have to spend a dime on taking care of 'em. All that stress of figuring out what to do could be gone in an instant. For both of us. All you have to do is just tell the world it's mine."
"It's a win-win."
⠦⠠⠇⠑⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠎⠞⠗⠁⠊⠛⠓⠞⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠇⠊⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠑⠧⠑⠗⠽⠕⠝⠑ ⠊⠝ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠕⠗⠇⠙ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠽⠕⠥⠗ ⠕⠺⠝ ⠛⠁⠊⠝⠦⠴
"Let me get this straight. You want me to lie to everyone in the world for your own gain?"
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠙⠕⠑⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠎⠊⠞ ⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠍⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠊⠞ ⠊⠎ ⠝⠑⠧⠑⠗ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠲ ⠠⠔⠄⠍ ⠇⠑⠁⠧⠊⠝⠛⠲⠴
"That doesn't sit right with me and it is never going to happen. I'm leaving."
"We're doing this the hard way then..." Tony sighs, Matthew's stubborn streak was always a pain in his ass, "Wednesday, lock down the tower. No one gets in or out. Jam the signals, too."
"Initiating lock down mode!"
"Matthew, I've pleaded my case to you. Let you know how things have been on my end of things. And now, I'm going to tell you what's about to happen." The suit wrapped around his hand as he continued, sheets of metal came down in front of the windows. "I'm taking the kid, that's a done deal. After that you'll forget about ever having it to begin with. The last few days will be like a bad dream. You'll wake up in your shitty apartment, have another scar to add to your collection and you'll continue with your life."
Tony hears movement from the next room over. Before he can even tell Wednesday to lock down the door, Dexy walls through almost calmly and a small dagger is thrown, stabbing Tony in the leg.
Tony hissed in pain when the dagger pierced his leg, his eyes darted around the room, his Matty hadn't done that. "Wednesday, who else is here?"
"Running data through facial recognition software."
He took in a deep breath and tapped his wristband, allowing the previously discarded armor to wrap around he rest of his body, while he yanked the knife out of his leg. "Fuck it, we're killing this guy. Assuming they've been here the whole time, they know too much."
Dexy growled.
"Stupid armor. Cheater."
Dexy quickly grabbed his gun from his holster instead. Stupid armor is knife proof.
"Cheater?" He laughed as Dex's info popped up onto the corner of his visors screen, Wednesday reading it to him. "What are you five?"
"You broke into my home. Big mistake on your part." He replied, as the aim assist locked into Dexy's head, he fired a blast of his repulsor, blue light streaked across the room. "No one's going to come looking for you here."
Dex growled again as he rolled to dodge the hit and fired his gun, aiming for his legs.
There was a hiss, followed by an electrical pop as the bullet pierced through one of the armor's platelets. A wire popped out of place as sparks flew, and rendered one of his legs immobile.
"Left leg mechanical failure."
"Redirect power to the missile canon." He ordered without missing a beat, an electrical humming filled the room as the missile launchers opened at his wrists.
Dex takes another shot, aiming for Tony's shoulder of the arm he is holding up.
This shot lands right in the main circuitry of the armor, this time around air escapes from the opening just before a flash of light follows it, the smell of smoke fills the room.
"Operating systems, catastrophic failure—"
The lights on the suit dim completely as he falls down, hitting the floor hard.
Dexy is quick to grab Matt's arm and pull him away. He hurries to the front door and groans in annoyance when it is locked down. He sees the tablet next to the door and fiddles with it, trying to peace ttogether how to open the door.
The tablet has facial recognition software and a fingerprint biometric scanner attached to it, but is otherwise connected to the whole tower. It flickers to life after being picked up.
"Authorized user detected: Welcome home, Matthew Murdock."
▪︎ Matt turns his head towards Dex as he grabs him.
■ He has half a mind to pull away from him, but he did just save his ass, and right now there's only one exit to the place.
▪︎ He runs a hand across the screen, finger gliding to the biometric scan.
⠦⠠⠛⠑⠞ ⠥⠎ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲⠴
"Get us out of here."
@sexy-dexy-wexy
Dexy runs outside and puts a helmet on matt before getting on a motorcycle.
"get on and hold onto me."
▪︎ Matt frowns, briefly weighing his options.
□ He could book it on foot, but being pregnant he wouldn't get very far.
■ Added onto that a now very pissed off Tony Stark could grab him again.
□ Or he could go with Dex.
■ Both terrible options, but Dex had gotten him this far.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠃⠑⠞⠞⠑⠗ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠉⠗⠁⠎⠓⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠁ ⠃⠁⠃⠽ ⠕⠝ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠁⠽⠲⠴
"You better not crash. I have a baby on the way."
▪︎ He climbs onto the motorcycle and holds onto him.
"I'll get all of us home safe. Well, my home. Stark would just go back to get you of we went back to your home."
He starts driving, he giggles a little at Matt holding him, Matt can definitely hear his heart rate is fast, from both the previous fight and probably also from having physical contact with Matt.
▪︎ Matt huffs, but doesn't bother complaining.
□ Logically it's the safest place for them to go.
■ Not a single soul would think he was there.
▪︎ He holds onto Dex with one hand, while the other searches for the phone he left at his place. He comes up empty and wraps his other hand around Dex again.
⠦⠠⠙⠊⠙ ⠓⠑ ⠓⠥⠗⠞ ⠽⠕⠥⠦⠴
"Did he hurt you?"
"Nope! He only got one shot out and I dodged it so we are alllll good!"
Dex turns down a road where most of the buildings are run down. There is a lot of crime in this area.
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"Good."
▪︎ Matt nods, he's quiet for a minute, listening to their surroundings, curiosity piqued by this side of the city.
⠦⠠⠺⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠁⠗⠑ ⠺⠑ ⠁⠞ ⠁⠝⠽⠺⠁⠽⠎⠦⠴
"Where are we at anyways?"
Dex doesn't answer immediately. After a minute he stops the bike.
"we're home! My home. Have to have a low profile."
Dex gets off the bike and takes off Matt's helmet for him.
▪︎ Matt let's him take the helmet off, then gets up.
⠦⠠⠋⠁⠊⠗ ⠑⠝⠕⠥⠛⠓⠲⠴
"Fair enough."
Dex walks into the front of an appartemnt building and flashes the front desk a smile, lips closed though, to not show off his sharp teeth.
"Evening Miss G. Remember to call my room if those men come back to bother you. Alright?"
She laughs, she sounds like an old woman.
"I'll be sure to do that Tony! Glad to have someone down here finally looking out for the little guy."
He takes them to the elevator and on e inside he giggles.
"pretty ironic that my cover is named Tony, huh?"
▪︎ Matt bites the inside of his cheek to keep his composure when the receptionist calls Dex Tony. He follows him into the elevator.
⠦⠠⠔⠗⠕⠝⠊⠉ ⠕⠗ ⠁ ⠎⠊⠛⠝ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠰⠠⠔⠎⠓⠕⠥⠇⠙ ⠗⠥⠝⠦⠴
"Ironic or a sign that I should run?"
▪︎ He half jokes, keeping an ear out for any incoming suits.
The elevator gets to the right floor and dex walks down the hall.
"Why is your face in that rich prick's house system anyway? You two got history?"
Dex was trying to sound casual, but Matt could hear him clenching his fist that was still in his pocket at that last question.
▪︎ Matt follows him, memorizing the layout of the building as they walk.
⠦⠠⠔ ⠙⠁⠞⠑⠙ ⠓⠊⠍ ⠁ ⠋⠑⠺ ⠽⠑⠁⠗⠎ ⠁⠛⠕⠲ ⠠⠓⠑ ⠓⠁⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠇⠑⠁⠗⠝⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠇⠑⠞ ⠛⠕⠲⠲⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠙⠕⠝⠄⠞ ⠞⠓⠊⠝⠅ ⠓⠑ ⠓⠁⠎ ⠍⠥⠉⠓ ⠇⠑⠋⠞⠲⠴
"I dated him a few years ago. He hasn't learned to let go... I don't think he has much left."
*Theres an absolutely scrawny kid with red glasses kicking a can down the road*
@time-displaced-terrorist
▪︎ Matt turns his head in the direction of the kid.
⠦⠠⠃⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠇⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞⠦⠴
"Are you alright?"
*Scott turns his head*
Me?
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠇⠽ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠅⠊⠉⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠁ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠺⠓⠑⠝ ⠊⠞⠄⠎ ⠝⠑⠁⠗⠇⠽ ⠼⠁⠚⠚ ⠙⠑⠛⠗⠑⠑⠎ ⠕⠥⠞⠂ ⠎⠕ ⠽⠑⠁⠓⠂ ⠽⠕⠥⠲⠴
"You're the only one out here kicking a can when it's nearly 100 degrees out, so yeah, you."
*Scott looks around.*
Oh.. yeah. Sorry.
‘m okay.
▪︎ Matt nods, leaning back against the brick building, inching closer to the shade.
⠦⠠⠔⠋ ⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠏⠇⠁⠽ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠝⠑⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠎⠞⠁⠽ ⠓⠽⠙⠗⠁⠞⠑⠙⠲ ⠠⠙⠕ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠁ ⠃⠕⠞⠞⠇⠑ ⠕⠋ ⠺⠁⠞⠑⠗⠦ ⠰⠠⠔⠉⠁⠝ ⠗⠥⠝ ⠊⠝⠎⠊⠙⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠎⠕⠍⠑⠲⠴
"If you're going to play out here you need to stay hydrated. Do you want a bottle of water? I can run inside and get you some."
I’m not really.. playing. I’m too old for that.
*Says the barely 16 year old.*
But I have juice.
*Pulls out the warmest box of apple juice.*
▪︎ Matt grimaces, but fixes his face, forcing a smile.
□ Even he can make out that drinking that stuff would be like drinking lava
⠦⠠⠺⠕⠥⠇⠙ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠊⠉⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠛⠕ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠊⠞⠦ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠞⠓⠕⠎⠑ ⠗⠑⠙ ⠎⠕⠇⠕ ⠉⠥⠏⠎⠂ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠉⠕⠥⠇⠙ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠊⠞ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠽⠕⠥⠲⠴
"Would you like ice to go with it? I have those red solo cups, you could take it with you."
No it’s okay. Thank you. I don’t wanna make you do all that for someone like me.
⠦⠠⠔ ⠙⠕⠝⠄⠞ ⠍⠊⠝⠙⠲ ⠠⠚⠥⠎⠞ ⠺⠁⠊⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑⠂ ⠠⠔⠄⠇⠇ ⠃⠑ ⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞ ⠃⠁⠉⠅⠲⠴
"I don't mind. Just wait here, I'll be right back."
▪︎ Before he can object any further Matt goes back into the office and fixes him a cup of ice, he grabs a water bottle from the fridge, and heads back to him.
⠦⠠⠓⠑⠗⠑⠂ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠞⠓⠑⠍ ⠃⠕⠞⠓⠲⠴
"Here, take them both."
*winter walks in, finding you by the smell of coffee on your clothes*
“…pa?” *they mumbled, rubbing their eyes* “why does it smell like fish in the kitchen?” *they asked, walking closer to you to have physical contact*
@that-one-blind-kid
⠦⠠⠔ ⠍⠁⠙⠑ ⠞⠥⠝⠁ ⠍⠕⠥⠎⠎⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠋⠊⠎⠓ ⠏⠊⠑⠲ ⠠⠙⠕ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠁⠝⠽⠦⠴
"I made tuna mousse and fish pie. Do you want any?"
“It smells weird.” They said, resting their head against you
▪︎ Matt gently holds their hand.
⠦⠠⠔⠞ ⠞⠁⠎⠞⠑⠎ ⠛⠕⠕⠙ ⠞⠓⠕⠥⠛⠓⠲⠴
"It tastes good though."
“Hm… I’ll try a little. Not too much though.”
@verygoodlawyer
⠦⠠⠋⠁⠊⠗ ⠑⠝⠕⠥⠛⠓⠲⠴
"Fair enough."
▪︎ Matt goes to the kitchen and gets a saucer. He heats up a slice of the fish pie in the microwave, then cuts off a piece of the tuna mousse, which he pairs with a handful of crackers. He places the plate on the table.
⠦⠠⠃⠕⠝ ⠁⠏⠏⠑⠞⠊⠞⠲⠴
"Bon appetit."
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Please eat something edible, Matt. Your diet makes me depressed. Can you come over so I can feed you spaghetti or something?
⠦⠠⠕⠝⠇⠽ ⠊⠋ ⠰⠠⠔⠉⠁⠝ ⠃⠗⠊⠝⠛ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠁ ⠋⠊⠎⠓ ⠏⠊⠑⠲⠴
"Only if I can bring you a fish pie."
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠎ ⠞⠥⠝⠁ ⠍⠕⠥⠎⠎⠑⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠋⠊⠛⠥⠗⠑⠙ ⠊⠋ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠊⠙⠝⠄⠞ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠋⠊⠎⠓ ⠏⠊⠑⠂ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠍⠊⠛⠓⠞ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠝⠎⠞⠑⠁⠙⠲⠴
"This is tuna mousse. I figured if you didn't like fish pie, you might like this instead."
▪︎ Matt smiles proudly as he holds up the dish.
“…Matt I adore you and you’re like a sweet little puppy but why is everything made out of fish?”
"Do you not know how to cook anything without fish? I can teach you how to cook Matt, I'm actually very good at it."
⠦⠠⠔ ⠛⠗⠑⠺ ⠥⠏ ⠊⠝ ⠁⠝ ⠕⠗⠏⠓⠁⠝⠁⠛⠑ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠎⠺⠕⠗⠑ ⠕⠋⠋ ⠁⠇⠇ ⠕⠞⠓⠑⠗ ⠅⠊⠝⠙⠎ ⠕⠋ ⠍⠑⠁⠞⠂ ⠑⠭⠉⠑⠏⠞ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠋⠊⠎⠓⠲⠲⠲⠴
"I grew up in an orphanage that swore off all other kinds of meat, except for fish..."
▪︎ Matt lowers the dish.
⠦⠠⠔ ⠞⠓⠊⠝⠅ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠊⠝⠎⠏⠊⠗⠑⠎ ⠉⠗⠑⠁⠞⠊⠧⠊⠞⠽ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠰⠠⠔⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠕ ⠎⠓⠁⠗⠑ ⠝⠑⠺ ⠋⠕⠕⠙⠎ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠍⠽ ⠋⠗⠊⠑⠝⠙⠎⠲⠴
"I think that inspires creativity and I get to share new food with my friends."
Norman sighs, "Matt, that is both sweet and sad. I grew up in extreme poverty; my father was an alcoholic, and I very quickly learned how to stretch a budget and make poverty meals taste good."
He places a hand on Matt's shoulder.
"And now I'm a billionaire, and I refuse to eat that shit. I'm teaching you how to cook. Thinking of it as bonding. If you refuse to use other meats, we can look at other alternatives. "
Wade leans in to mumble not so quietly to Norman. “Plant based shit is kinda gay too, you know..”
▪︎ Matt gently slides Norman's hand off of his shoulder.
⠦⠠⠔ ⠁⠏⠏⠗⠑⠉⠊⠁⠞⠑ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠋⠋⠑⠗⠂ ⠃⠥⠞ ⠰⠠⠔⠅⠝⠕⠺ ⠓⠕⠺ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠕⠕⠅⠂ ⠞⠓⠑⠗⠑⠄⠎ ⠁ ⠏⠑⠗⠋⠑⠉⠞⠇⠽ ⠋⠊⠝⠑ ⠞⠥⠝⠁ ⠍⠕⠥⠎⠎⠑ ⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲⠴
"I appreciate the offer, but I know how to cook, there's a perfectly fine tuna mousse right here."
▪︎ He places the dish down on the counter.
"It never hurts to learn how to cook something new... What about miso salmon? That's still fish, and it's a staple of Japanese breakfast cooking. And it's not a paste."
Wade dramatically gags. “I’ll see myself out.”
Norman puts an arm around Wade, discreetly pinching the back of his neck. "We're so happy you came to visit Matt, and we appreciate you sharing food with us."
"Wade, do you want to show Matt what we cooked? You want to show him the nice meal you made for our guest, right?"
Wade hisses a bit but brings no other attention to the pinch. “Of course I do, honey. I would never want to avoid this conversation and do literally anything else.”
Norman whispers, "You invited Matt; he's your guest, and you made me leave the lab for this. We have to be goofballs; be nice. I'll grab some crackers, and we'll try the weird paste to be polite, and then we can eat what we cooked. Be a good host."
Wade puts on the best grin he can muster towards Matt, though it’s clearly forced and exaggerated and maybe even slightly uncomfortable. He leans in, whispering back to Norman. “I was on board until you told me to eat the fucking fish paste, Norman..”
"One cracker, just one okay? What do I have to do to get you to agree?" Norman hisses back.
“Buy me a blind box from Popmart and I’ll do it. But I get to keep picking until it’s the one I want. Then I’ll eat the damn fish paste.”
"Deal. Hah, that's not even that hard of a bargain for me. I love buying you dumb shit." Norman grins, "One cracker, we try it and then we never eat fish paste again."
“Fine. You’ve got a deal. Never. Again. Though.” Wade reiterates before he speaks up now, directing his words to Matt.
“So, Matty. Hungry? I made spaghetti like I said I would. We can also have your.. fish mousse..”
▪︎ Matt listens to their conversation, a stoic expression on his face, he perks up when he's addressed.
⠦⠠⠎⠕⠥⠝⠙⠎ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠁ ⠏⠇⠁⠝ ⠞⠕ ⠍⠑⠂ ⠇⠑⠞⠄⠎ ⠑⠁⠞⠲⠴
"Sounds like a plan to me, let's eat."
"I have crackers in the pantry; give me a moment. Wade, can you show Matt to the table?"
“Yeah, of course.” Wade says, though he looks a little confused when he tries to decipher how exactly he’s going to show Matt to the table.
“This way, Matty.”
⠦⠠⠇⠑⠁⠙ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠁⠽⠲⠴
"Lead the way."
▪︎ Matt walks to the table just a few paces behind Wade.
“Here we are.” Wade pulls out a chair for Matt. “Oh! I feel like such a rude asshole. Can I get you something to drink?”
Watson, stop attacking me! Leave Daddy's foot alone!" Norman's voice carried from the kitchen. "No, I fed you; you have been fed! These are—not—" There was the sound of scurrying paws, and Norman appeared holding a box of crackers and a bottle of wine.
"Anyone want a glass of wine?" he offered, trying to pass it off like he wasn't just in an argument with a cat.
Wade snickers and rolls his eyes. “I’ll have one. Do you mind grabbing Matt some water?”
"... You mean back in the kitchen, right? Yep, I can... I can do that."
Norman sets down the box of crackers and the wine. He tries to casually pick up a cat toy for defence as he walks back to where Watson is waiting.
“No sweetheart, I meant go to the mountains of Fiji and get him fresh water.” Wade quips sarcastically, then smirks to himself when Norman grabs a cat toy.
“Sorry about that, Matt. Our son is a bit… psychotic.”
▪︎ Matt smiles, resting his head against his hand.
⠦⠠⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠞⠗⠊⠑⠙ ⠉⠁⠞⠝⠊⠏⠦ ⠰⠠⠁ ⠇⠊⠞⠞⠇⠑ ⠛⠕⠑⠎ ⠁ ⠇⠕⠝⠛ ⠺⠁⠽⠲⠴
"Have you tried catnip? A little goes a long way."
“Actually, no. I think Watson would lose his shit. Might chill him out, though. Amelia doesn’t need it. I don’t think she’s even come out yet to greet you. She’s shy.”
⠦⠠⠔⠞⠄⠎ ⠺⠕⠗⠞⠓ ⠁ ⠎⠓⠕⠞⠲⠴
"It's worth a shot."
⠦⠠⠛⠑⠞ ⠓⠑⠗ ⠁ ⠙⠑⠇⠑⠉⠞⠁⠃⠇⠑ ⠞⠓⠑⠝⠲ ⠠⠞⠓⠁⠞⠄⠇⠇ ⠍⠁⠅⠑ ⠓⠑⠗ ⠉⠕⠍⠑ ⠕⠥⠞⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠁ ⠉⠁⠞ ⠕⠝ ⠃⠕⠞⠓ ⠑⠭⠞⠗⠑⠍⠑⠎⠂ ⠙⠑⠏⠑⠝⠙⠊⠝⠛ ⠕⠝ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠙⠁⠽⠂ ⠓⠑⠗ ⠝⠁⠍⠑ ⠊⠎ ⠠⠍⠁⠽⠓⠑⠍⠂ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠎⠓⠑ ⠇⠊⠧⠑⠎ ⠥⠏ ⠞⠕ ⠓⠑⠗ ⠝⠁⠍⠑⠲⠴
"Get her a delectable then. That'll make her come out. I have a cat on both extremes, depending on the day, her name is Mayhem, and she lives up to her name."
Baby Shower
July 7th at Stark Tower
You are invited to help New York's own Matthew Murdock celebrate the arrival of a brand new baby. This is an open invitation and everyone can come!
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠎ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠗⠑ ⠕⠧⠑⠗⠎⠞⠑⠏⠏⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠠⠗⠑⠎⠉⠊⠝⠙ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠝⠧⠊⠞⠁⠞⠊⠕⠝ ⠊⠍⠍⠑⠙⠊⠁⠞⠑⠇⠽⠲⠴
"This is not happening. You are overstepping. Rescind this invitation immediately."
I believe you are supposed to say thank you. After which I will say you're welcome. I'll be by to pick you up soon, Matty.
⠦⠠⠎⠺⠑⠑⠞ ⠠⠚⠑⠎⠥⠎⠲⠲⠲⠴
"Sweet Jesus..."
A short while later, Iron Man's red suit in all of it's glory arrives. "Hiya, Matty." It lands in front of him, the visor rescinding, the suit is empty. "Ready to go?"
▪︎ Matt frowns, stepping back, grabbing the closest thing to his hand, which happens to be a fork.
⠦⠠⠔⠄⠍ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠁⠝⠽⠺⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲⠴
"I'm not going anywhere."
"Except to your baby shower." He corrects, the suit wraps around Matty and carries him out the window, leaving the fork Matt had grabbed behind, and taking him back to Stark Tower.
Inside of the tower is a set up of balloons, sparkling water, red velvet cake covered in white and blue frosting, a mountain of gifts, and one Tony Stark, sitting at the fully stocked bar.
"Congrats on having our kid, Matty!"
▪︎ Matt huffs, getting away from the suit, and making a beeline to the elevator.
⠦⠠⠺⠑⠙⠝⠑⠎⠙⠁⠽⠂ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠍⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠇⠕⠃⠃⠽⠲⠴
"Wednesday, take me to the lobby."
"Cancel that order, Wednesday." Tony gets up from his chair, "Matthew, hear me out. Five minutes and if you still want to leave, i'll let you go."
He walks over to Matt, resting a hand on his shoulder, "I need someone to take over everything when I'm gone. I tried to prolong my life. And the symbiote pushed everyone I had away. I'm alone. I'm desperate. And I'm dying."
"That baby isn't mine, but it could be. You wouldn't have to spend a dime on taking care of 'em. All that stress of figuring out what to do could be gone in an instant. For both of us. All you have to do is just tell the world it's mine."
"It's a win-win."
⠦⠠⠇⠑⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠎⠞⠗⠁⠊⠛⠓⠞⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠇⠊⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠑⠧⠑⠗⠽⠕⠝⠑ ⠊⠝ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠕⠗⠇⠙ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠽⠕⠥⠗ ⠕⠺⠝ ⠛⠁⠊⠝⠦⠴
"Let me get this straight. You want me to lie to everyone in the world for your own gain?"
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠙⠕⠑⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠎⠊⠞ ⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠍⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠊⠞ ⠊⠎ ⠝⠑⠧⠑⠗ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠲ ⠠⠔⠄⠍ ⠇⠑⠁⠧⠊⠝⠛⠲⠴
"That doesn't sit right with me and it is never going to happen. I'm leaving."
"We're doing this the hard way then..." Tony sighs, Matthew's stubborn streak was always a pain in his ass, "Wednesday, lock down the tower. No one gets in or out. Jam the signals, too."
"Initiating lock down mode!"
"Matthew, I've pleaded my case to you. Let you know how things have been on my end of things. And now, I'm going to tell you what's about to happen." The suit wrapped around his hand as he continued, sheets of metal came down in front of the windows. "I'm taking the kid, that's a done deal. After that you'll forget about ever having it to begin with. The last few days will be like a bad dream. You'll wake up in your shitty apartment, have another scar to add to your collection and you'll continue with your life."
Tony hears movement from the next room over. Before he can even tell Wednesday to lock down the door, Dexy walls through almost calmly and a small dagger is thrown, stabbing Tony in the leg.
Tony hissed in pain when the dagger pierced his leg, his eyes darted around the room, his Matty hadn't done that. "Wednesday, who else is here?"
"Running data through facial recognition software."
He took in a deep breath and tapped his wristband, allowing the previously discarded armor to wrap around he rest of his body, while he yanked the knife out of his leg. "Fuck it, we're killing this guy. Assuming they've been here the whole time, they know too much."
Dexy growled.
"Stupid armor. Cheater."
Dexy quickly grabbed his gun from his holster instead. Stupid armor is knife proof.
"Cheater?" He laughed as Dex's info popped up onto the corner of his visors screen, Wednesday reading it to him. "What are you five?"
"You broke into my home. Big mistake on your part." He replied, as the aim assist locked into Dexy's head, he fired a blast of his repulsor, blue light streaked across the room. "No one's going to come looking for you here."
Dex growled again as he rolled to dodge the hit and fired his gun, aiming for his legs.
There was a hiss, followed by an electrical pop as the bullet pierced through one of the armor's platelets. A wire popped out of place as sparks flew, and rendered one of his legs immobile.
"Left leg mechanical failure."
"Redirect power to the missile canon." He ordered without missing a beat, an electrical humming filled the room as the missile launchers opened at his wrists.
Dex takes another shot, aiming for Tony's shoulder of the arm he is holding up.
This shot lands right in the main circuitry of the armor, this time around air escapes from the opening just before a flash of light follows it, the smell of smoke fills the room.
"Operating systems, catastrophic failure—"
The lights on the suit dim completely as he falls down, hitting the floor hard.
Dexy is quick to grab Matt's arm and pull him away. He hurries to the front door and groans in annoyance when it is locked down. He sees the tablet next to the door and fiddles with it, trying to peace ttogether how to open the door.
The tablet has facial recognition software and a fingerprint biometric scanner attached to it, but is otherwise connected to the whole tower. It flickers to life after being picked up.
"Authorized user detected: Welcome home, Matthew Murdock."
▪︎ Matt turns his head towards Dex as he grabs him.
■ He has half a mind to pull away from him, but he did just save his ass, and right now there's only one exit to the place.
▪︎ He runs a hand across the screen, finger gliding to the biometric scan.
⠦⠠⠛⠑⠞ ⠥⠎ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲⠴
"Get us out of here."
@sexy-dexy-wexy
Dexy runs outside and puts a helmet on matt before getting on a motorcycle.
"get on and hold onto me."
▪︎ Matt frowns, briefly weighing his options.
□ He could book it on foot, but being pregnant he wouldn't get very far.
■ Added onto that a now very pissed off Tony Stark could grab him again.
□ Or he could go with Dex.
■ Both terrible options, but Dex had gotten him this far.
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"You better not crash. I have a baby on the way."
▪︎ He climbs onto the motorcycle and holds onto him.
"I'll get all of us home safe. Well, my home. Stark would just go back to get you of we went back to your home."
He starts driving, he giggles a little at Matt holding him, Matt can definitely hear his heart rate is fast, from both the previous fight and probably also from having physical contact with Matt.
▪︎ Matt huffs, but doesn't bother complaining.
□ Logically it's the safest place for them to go.
■ Not a single soul would think he was there.
▪︎ He holds onto Dex with one hand, while the other searches for the phone he left at his place. He comes up empty and wraps his other hand around Dex again.
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"Did he hurt you?"
"Nope! He only got one shot out and I dodged it so we are alllll good!"
Dex turns down a road where most of the buildings are run down. There is a lot of crime in this area.
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"Good."
▪︎ Matt nods, he's quiet for a minute, listening to their surroundings, curiosity piqued by this side of the city.
⠦⠠⠺⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠁⠗⠑ ⠺⠑ ⠁⠞ ⠁⠝⠽⠺⠁⠽⠎⠦⠴
"Where are we at anyways?"
Dex doesn't answer immediately. After a minute he stops the bike.
"we're home! My home. Have to have a low profile."
Dex gets off the bike and takes off Matt's helmet for him.
▪︎ Matt let's him take the helmet off, then gets up.
⠦⠠⠋⠁⠊⠗ ⠑⠝⠕⠥⠛⠓⠲⠴
"Fair enough."
Dex walks into the front of an appartemnt building and flashes the front desk a smile, lips closed though, to not show off his sharp teeth.
"Evening Miss G. Remember to call my room if those men come back to bother you. Alright?"
She laughs, she sounds like an old woman.
"I'll be sure to do that Tony! Glad to have someone down here finally looking out for the little guy."
He takes them to the elevator and on e inside he giggles.
"pretty ironic that my cover is named Tony, huh?"
▪︎ Matt bites the inside of his cheek to keep his composure when the receptionist calls Dex Tony. He follows him into the elevator.
⠦⠠⠔⠗⠕⠝⠊⠉ ⠕⠗ ⠁ ⠎⠊⠛⠝ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠰⠠⠔⠎⠓⠕⠥⠇⠙ ⠗⠥⠝⠦⠴
"Ironic or a sign that I should run?"
▪︎ He half jokes, keeping an ear out for any incoming suits.
Please eat something edible, Matt. Your diet makes me depressed. Can you come over so I can feed you spaghetti or something?
⠦⠠⠕⠝⠇⠽ ⠊⠋ ⠰⠠⠔⠉⠁⠝ ⠃⠗⠊⠝⠛ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠁ ⠋⠊⠎⠓ ⠏⠊⠑⠲⠴
"Only if I can bring you a fish pie."
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠎ ⠞⠥⠝⠁ ⠍⠕⠥⠎⠎⠑⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠋⠊⠛⠥⠗⠑⠙ ⠊⠋ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠊⠙⠝⠄⠞ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠋⠊⠎⠓ ⠏⠊⠑⠂ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠍⠊⠛⠓⠞ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠝⠎⠞⠑⠁⠙⠲⠴
"This is tuna mousse. I figured if you didn't like fish pie, you might like this instead."
▪︎ Matt smiles proudly as he holds up the dish.
“…Matt I adore you and you’re like a sweet little puppy but why is everything made out of fish?”
"Do you not know how to cook anything without fish? I can teach you how to cook Matt, I'm actually very good at it."
⠦⠠⠔ ⠛⠗⠑⠺ ⠥⠏ ⠊⠝ ⠁⠝ ⠕⠗⠏⠓⠁⠝⠁⠛⠑ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠎⠺⠕⠗⠑ ⠕⠋⠋ ⠁⠇⠇ ⠕⠞⠓⠑⠗ ⠅⠊⠝⠙⠎ ⠕⠋ ⠍⠑⠁⠞⠂ ⠑⠭⠉⠑⠏⠞ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠋⠊⠎⠓⠲⠲⠲⠴
"I grew up in an orphanage that swore off all other kinds of meat, except for fish..."
▪︎ Matt lowers the dish.
⠦⠠⠔ ⠞⠓⠊⠝⠅ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠊⠝⠎⠏⠊⠗⠑⠎ ⠉⠗⠑⠁⠞⠊⠧⠊⠞⠽ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠰⠠⠔⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠕ ⠎⠓⠁⠗⠑ ⠝⠑⠺ ⠋⠕⠕⠙⠎ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠍⠽ ⠋⠗⠊⠑⠝⠙⠎⠲⠴
"I think that inspires creativity and I get to share new food with my friends."
Norman sighs, "Matt, that is both sweet and sad. I grew up in extreme poverty; my father was an alcoholic, and I very quickly learned how to stretch a budget and make poverty meals taste good."
He places a hand on Matt's shoulder.
"And now I'm a billionaire, and I refuse to eat that shit. I'm teaching you how to cook. Thinking of it as bonding. If you refuse to use other meats, we can look at other alternatives. "
Wade leans in to mumble not so quietly to Norman. “Plant based shit is kinda gay too, you know..”
▪︎ Matt gently slides Norman's hand off of his shoulder.
⠦⠠⠔ ⠁⠏⠏⠗⠑⠉⠊⠁⠞⠑ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠋⠋⠑⠗⠂ ⠃⠥⠞ ⠰⠠⠔⠅⠝⠕⠺ ⠓⠕⠺ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠕⠕⠅⠂ ⠞⠓⠑⠗⠑⠄⠎ ⠁ ⠏⠑⠗⠋⠑⠉⠞⠇⠽ ⠋⠊⠝⠑ ⠞⠥⠝⠁ ⠍⠕⠥⠎⠎⠑ ⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲⠴
"I appreciate the offer, but I know how to cook, there's a perfectly fine tuna mousse right here."
▪︎ He places the dish down on the counter.
"It never hurts to learn how to cook something new... What about miso salmon? That's still fish, and it's a staple of Japanese breakfast cooking. And it's not a paste."
Wade dramatically gags. “I’ll see myself out.”
Norman puts an arm around Wade, discreetly pinching the back of his neck. "We're so happy you came to visit Matt, and we appreciate you sharing food with us."
"Wade, do you want to show Matt what we cooked? You want to show him the nice meal you made for our guest, right?"
Wade hisses a bit but brings no other attention to the pinch. “Of course I do, honey. I would never want to avoid this conversation and do literally anything else.”
Norman whispers, "You invited Matt; he's your guest, and you made me leave the lab for this. We have to be goofballs; be nice. I'll grab some crackers, and we'll try the weird paste to be polite, and then we can eat what we cooked. Be a good host."
Wade puts on the best grin he can muster towards Matt, though it’s clearly forced and exaggerated and maybe even slightly uncomfortable. He leans in, whispering back to Norman. “I was on board until you told me to eat the fucking fish paste, Norman..”
"One cracker, just one okay? What do I have to do to get you to agree?" Norman hisses back.
“Buy me a blind box from Popmart and I’ll do it. But I get to keep picking until it’s the one I want. Then I’ll eat the damn fish paste.”
"Deal. Hah, that's not even that hard of a bargain for me. I love buying you dumb shit." Norman grins, "One cracker, we try it and then we never eat fish paste again."
“Fine. You’ve got a deal. Never. Again. Though.” Wade reiterates before he speaks up now, directing his words to Matt.
“So, Matty. Hungry? I made spaghetti like I said I would. We can also have your.. fish mousse..”
▪︎ Matt listens to their conversation, a stoic expression on his face, he perks up when he's addressed.
⠦⠠⠎⠕⠥⠝⠙⠎ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠁ ⠏⠇⠁⠝ ⠞⠕ ⠍⠑⠂ ⠇⠑⠞⠄⠎ ⠑⠁⠞⠲⠴
"Sounds like a plan to me, let's eat."
"I have crackers in the pantry; give me a moment. Wade, can you show Matt to the table?"
“Yeah, of course.” Wade says, though he looks a little confused when he tries to decipher how exactly he’s going to show Matt to the table.
“This way, Matty.”
⠦⠠⠇⠑⠁⠙ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠁⠽⠲⠴
"Lead the way."
▪︎ Matt walks to the table just a few paces behind Wade.
“Here we are.” Wade pulls out a chair for Matt. “Oh! I feel like such a rude asshole. Can I get you something to drink?”
Watson, stop attacking me! Leave Daddy's foot alone!" Norman's voice carried from the kitchen. "No, I fed you; you have been fed! These are—not—" There was the sound of scurrying paws, and Norman appeared holding a box of crackers and a bottle of wine.
"Anyone want a glass of wine?" he offered, trying to pass it off like he wasn't just in an argument with a cat.
Wade snickers and rolls his eyes. “I’ll have one. Do you mind grabbing Matt some water?”
"... You mean back in the kitchen, right? Yep, I can... I can do that."
Norman sets down the box of crackers and the wine. He tries to casually pick up a cat toy for defence as he walks back to where Watson is waiting.
“No sweetheart, I meant go to the mountains of Fiji and get him fresh water.” Wade quips sarcastically, then smirks to himself when Norman grabs a cat toy.
“Sorry about that, Matt. Our son is a bit… psychotic.”
▪︎ Matt smiles, resting his head against his hand.
⠦⠠⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠞⠗⠊⠑⠙ ⠉⠁⠞⠝⠊⠏⠦ ⠰⠠⠁ ⠇⠊⠞⠞⠇⠑ ⠛⠕⠑⠎ ⠁ ⠇⠕⠝⠛ ⠺⠁⠽⠲⠴
"Have you tried catnip? A little goes a long way."
"There is no what if!! I am pregnant!!!...and it is Jesus"
⠦⠠⠙⠊⠙ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠉⠕⠝⠋⠊⠗⠍⠁⠞⠊⠕⠝ ⠋⠗⠕⠍ ⠁ ⠙⠕⠉⠞⠕⠗ ⠕⠗ ⠁ ⠏⠗⠊⠑⠎⠞⠦ ⠠⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠊⠎ ⠁ ⠧⠑⠗⠽⠲⠲⠲ ⠠⠃⠕⠇⠙ ⠉⠇⠁⠊⠍⠲⠴
"Did you get confirmation from a doctor or a priest? That is a very... Bold claim."
Baby Shower
July 7th at Stark Tower
You are invited to help New York's own Matthew Murdock celebrate the arrival of a brand new baby. This is an open invitation and everyone can come!
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠎ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠗⠑ ⠕⠧⠑⠗⠎⠞⠑⠏⠏⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠠⠗⠑⠎⠉⠊⠝⠙ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠝⠧⠊⠞⠁⠞⠊⠕⠝ ⠊⠍⠍⠑⠙⠊⠁⠞⠑⠇⠽⠲⠴
"This is not happening. You are overstepping. Rescind this invitation immediately."
I believe you are supposed to say thank you. After which I will say you're welcome. I'll be by to pick you up soon, Matty.
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"Sweet Jesus..."
A short while later, Iron Man's red suit in all of it's glory arrives. "Hiya, Matty." It lands in front of him, the visor rescinding, the suit is empty. "Ready to go?"
▪︎ Matt frowns, stepping back, grabbing the closest thing to his hand, which happens to be a fork.
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"I'm not going anywhere."
"Except to your baby shower." He corrects, the suit wraps around Matty and carries him out the window, leaving the fork Matt had grabbed behind, and taking him back to Stark Tower.
Inside of the tower is a set up of balloons, sparkling water, red velvet cake covered in white and blue frosting, a mountain of gifts, and one Tony Stark, sitting at the fully stocked bar.
"Congrats on having our kid, Matty!"
▪︎ Matt huffs, getting away from the suit, and making a beeline to the elevator.
⠦⠠⠺⠑⠙⠝⠑⠎⠙⠁⠽⠂ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠍⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠇⠕⠃⠃⠽⠲⠴
"Wednesday, take me to the lobby."
"Cancel that order, Wednesday." Tony gets up from his chair, "Matthew, hear me out. Five minutes and if you still want to leave, i'll let you go."
He walks over to Matt, resting a hand on his shoulder, "I need someone to take over everything when I'm gone. I tried to prolong my life. And the symbiote pushed everyone I had away. I'm alone. I'm desperate. And I'm dying."
"That baby isn't mine, but it could be. You wouldn't have to spend a dime on taking care of 'em. All that stress of figuring out what to do could be gone in an instant. For both of us. All you have to do is just tell the world it's mine."
"It's a win-win."
⠦⠠⠇⠑⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠎⠞⠗⠁⠊⠛⠓⠞⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠇⠊⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠑⠧⠑⠗⠽⠕⠝⠑ ⠊⠝ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠕⠗⠇⠙ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠽⠕⠥⠗ ⠕⠺⠝ ⠛⠁⠊⠝⠦⠴
"Let me get this straight. You want me to lie to everyone in the world for your own gain?"
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠙⠕⠑⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠎⠊⠞ ⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠍⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠊⠞ ⠊⠎ ⠝⠑⠧⠑⠗ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠲ ⠠⠔⠄⠍ ⠇⠑⠁⠧⠊⠝⠛⠲⠴
"That doesn't sit right with me and it is never going to happen. I'm leaving."
"We're doing this the hard way then..." Tony sighs, Matthew's stubborn streak was always a pain in his ass, "Wednesday, lock down the tower. No one gets in or out. Jam the signals, too."
"Initiating lock down mode!"
"Matthew, I've pleaded my case to you. Let you know how things have been on my end of things. And now, I'm going to tell you what's about to happen." The suit wrapped around his hand as he continued, sheets of metal came down in front of the windows. "I'm taking the kid, that's a done deal. After that you'll forget about ever having it to begin with. The last few days will be like a bad dream. You'll wake up in your shitty apartment, have another scar to add to your collection and you'll continue with your life."
Tony hears movement from the next room over. Before he can even tell Wednesday to lock down the door, Dexy walls through almost calmly and a small dagger is thrown, stabbing Tony in the leg.
Tony hissed in pain when the dagger pierced his leg, his eyes darted around the room, his Matty hadn't done that. "Wednesday, who else is here?"
"Running data through facial recognition software."
He took in a deep breath and tapped his wristband, allowing the previously discarded armor to wrap around he rest of his body, while he yanked the knife out of his leg. "Fuck it, we're killing this guy. Assuming they've been here the whole time, they know too much."
Dexy growled.
"Stupid armor. Cheater."
Dexy quickly grabbed his gun from his holster instead. Stupid armor is knife proof.
"Cheater?" He laughed as Dex's info popped up onto the corner of his visors screen, Wednesday reading it to him. "What are you five?"
"You broke into my home. Big mistake on your part." He replied, as the aim assist locked into Dexy's head, he fired a blast of his repulsor, blue light streaked across the room. "No one's going to come looking for you here."
Dex growled again as he rolled to dodge the hit and fired his gun, aiming for his legs.
There was a hiss, followed by an electrical pop as the bullet pierced through one of the armor's platelets. A wire popped out of place as sparks flew, and rendered one of his legs immobile.
"Left leg mechanical failure."
"Redirect power to the missile canon." He ordered without missing a beat, an electrical humming filled the room as the missile launchers opened at his wrists.
Dex takes another shot, aiming for Tony's shoulder of the arm he is holding up.
This shot lands right in the main circuitry of the armor, this time around air escapes from the opening just before a flash of light follows it, the smell of smoke fills the room.
"Operating systems, catastrophic failure—"
The lights on the suit dim completely as he falls down, hitting the floor hard.
Dexy is quick to grab Matt's arm and pull him away. He hurries to the front door and groans in annoyance when it is locked down. He sees the tablet next to the door and fiddles with it, trying to peace ttogether how to open the door.
The tablet has facial recognition software and a fingerprint biometric scanner attached to it, but is otherwise connected to the whole tower. It flickers to life after being picked up.
"Authorized user detected: Welcome home, Matthew Murdock."
▪︎ Matt turns his head towards Dex as he grabs him.
■ He has half a mind to pull away from him, but he did just save his ass, and right now there's only one exit to the place.
▪︎ He runs a hand across the screen, finger gliding to the biometric scan.
⠦⠠⠛⠑⠞ ⠥⠎ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲⠴
"Get us out of here."
@sexy-dexy-wexy
Dexy runs outside and puts a helmet on matt before getting on a motorcycle.
"get on and hold onto me."
▪︎ Matt frowns, briefly weighing his options.
□ He could book it on foot, but being pregnant he wouldn't get very far.
■ Added onto that a now very pissed off Tony Stark could grab him again.
□ Or he could go with Dex.
■ Both terrible options, but Dex had gotten him this far.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠃⠑⠞⠞⠑⠗ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠉⠗⠁⠎⠓⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠁ ⠃⠁⠃⠽ ⠕⠝ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠁⠽⠲⠴
"You better not crash. I have a baby on the way."
▪︎ He climbs onto the motorcycle and holds onto him.
"I'll get all of us home safe. Well, my home. Stark would just go back to get you of we went back to your home."
He starts driving, he giggles a little at Matt holding him, Matt can definitely hear his heart rate is fast, from both the previous fight and probably also from having physical contact with Matt.
▪︎ Matt huffs, but doesn't bother complaining.
□ Logically it's the safest place for them to go.
■ Not a single soul would think he was there.
▪︎ He holds onto Dex with one hand, while the other searches for the phone he left at his place. He comes up empty and wraps his other hand around Dex again.
⠦⠠⠙⠊⠙ ⠓⠑ ⠓⠥⠗⠞ ⠽⠕⠥⠦⠴
"Did he hurt you?"
"Nope! He only got one shot out and I dodged it so we are alllll good!"
Dex turns down a road where most of the buildings are run down. There is a lot of crime in this area.
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"Good."
▪︎ Matt nods, he's quiet for a minute, listening to their surroundings, curiosity piqued by this side of the city.
⠦⠠⠺⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠁⠗⠑ ⠺⠑ ⠁⠞ ⠁⠝⠽⠺⠁⠽⠎⠦⠴
"Where are we at anyways?"
Dex doesn't answer immediately. After a minute he stops the bike.
"we're home! My home. Have to have a low profile."
Dex gets off the bike and takes off Matt's helmet for him.
▪︎ Matt let's him take the helmet off, then gets up.
⠦⠠⠋⠁⠊⠗ ⠑⠝⠕⠥⠛⠓⠲⠴
"Fair enough."
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*Theres an absolutely scrawny kid with red glasses kicking a can down the road*
@time-displaced-terrorist
▪︎ Matt turns his head in the direction of the kid.
⠦⠠⠃⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠇⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞⠦⠴
"Are you alright?"
*Scott turns his head*
Me?
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠇⠽ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠅⠊⠉⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠁ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠺⠓⠑⠝ ⠊⠞⠄⠎ ⠝⠑⠁⠗⠇⠽ ⠼⠁⠚⠚ ⠙⠑⠛⠗⠑⠑⠎ ⠕⠥⠞⠂ ⠎⠕ ⠽⠑⠁⠓⠂ ⠽⠕⠥⠲⠴
"You're the only one out here kicking a can when it's nearly 100 degrees out, so yeah, you."
*Scott looks around.*
Oh.. yeah. Sorry.
‘m okay.
▪︎ Matt nods, leaning back against the brick building, inching closer to the shade.
⠦⠠⠔⠋ ⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠏⠇⠁⠽ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠝⠑⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠎⠞⠁⠽ ⠓⠽⠙⠗⠁⠞⠑⠙⠲ ⠠⠙⠕ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠁ ⠃⠕⠞⠞⠇⠑ ⠕⠋ ⠺⠁⠞⠑⠗⠦ ⠰⠠⠔⠉⠁⠝ ⠗⠥⠝ ⠊⠝⠎⠊⠙⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠎⠕⠍⠑⠲⠴
"If you're going to play out here you need to stay hydrated. Do you want a bottle of water? I can run inside and get you some."
I’m not really.. playing. I’m too old for that.
*Says the barely 16 year old.*
But I have juice.
*Pulls out the warmest box of apple juice.*
▪︎ Matt grimaces, but fixes his face, forcing a smile.
□ Even he can make out that drinking that stuff would be like drinking lava
⠦⠠⠺⠕⠥⠇⠙ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠊⠉⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠛⠕ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠊⠞⠦ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠞⠓⠕⠎⠑ ⠗⠑⠙ ⠎⠕⠇⠕ ⠉⠥⠏⠎⠂ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠉⠕⠥⠇⠙ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠊⠞ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠽⠕⠥⠲⠴
"Would you like ice to go with it? I have those red solo cups, you could take it with you."
@ravonna-lexus-renslayer
Matthew, I apologize if I'm overstepping but-
*there's a rustling of paper*
well...you're having a baby shower with Stark? I'm confused...
▪︎ Matt snatches the paper from her, rips it up and balls it up.
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠁⠞⠄⠎ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠞⠕⠇⠙ ⠓⠊⠍ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠁⠇⠇ ⠊⠞ ⠕⠋⠋⠲ ⠠⠓⠑⠄⠎ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠕⠧⠑⠗⠎⠞⠑⠏⠏⠊⠝⠛⠲⠴
"That's not happening. I told him to call it off. He's the one overstepping."
▪︎ He then throws it into the trash can across the room.
⠦⠠⠓⠑ ⠁⠗⠗⠁⠝⠛⠑⠙ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠓⠕⠇⠑ ⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛⠖⠴
"He arranged the whole thing!"
"... respectfully Matt, I'm even more confused now. you're having a baby with him? but you're not together...and well... biologically..." she just leaves it to him to fill in the blanks
⠦⠠⠝⠕⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠑⠙ ⠃⠑⠞⠺⠑⠑⠝ ⠍⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠓⠊⠍⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑⠝⠄⠞ ⠓⠑⠁⠗⠙ ⠋⠗⠕⠍ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠍⠁⠝ ⠥⠝⠞⠊⠇ ⠞⠕⠙⠁⠽⠲ ⠠⠔⠞ ⠺⠁⠎ ⠁⠝ ⠁⠝⠕⠝⠎ ⠍⠁⠛⠊⠉ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠛⠕⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠏⠗⠑⠛⠝⠁⠝⠞⠲⠲⠲ ⠠⠁⠝⠙ ⠁⠎ ⠋⠁⠗ ⠁⠎ ⠰⠠⠔⠅⠝⠕⠺ ⠊⠞ ⠺⠁⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠓⠊⠍⠲⠴
"Nothing happened between me and him. I haven't heard from that man until today. It was an anons magic that got me pregnant... And as far as I know it wasn't him."
▪︎ Matt takes a deep breath and then sighs.
⠦⠠⠓⠑ ⠓⠁⠎ ⠉⠇⠁⠊⠍⠑⠙ ⠊⠞ ⠞⠓⠕⠥⠛⠓⠂ ⠕⠝ ⠍⠥⠇⠞⠊⠏⠇⠑ ⠕⠉⠉⠁⠎⠊⠕⠝⠎⠲⠲⠲⠴
"He has claimed it though, on multiple occasions..."
"...you're pregnant."
⠦⠠⠎⠥⠗⠏⠗⠊⠎⠑⠲⠴
"Surprise."
"...uh- congratulations..!"
⠦⠠⠔⠞ ⠙⠕⠑⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠋⠑⠑⠇ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠁ ⠗⠑⠁⠎⠕⠝ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠑⠇⠑⠃⠗⠁⠞⠑⠲⠲⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠙⠕⠝⠄⠞ ⠅⠝⠕⠺ ⠊⠋ ⠠⠔⠄⠍ ⠋⠥⠇⠇⠽ ⠑⠟⠥⠊⠏⠏⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠗⠁⠊⠎⠑ ⠁⠝⠕⠞⠓⠑⠗ ⠅⠊⠙⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠎⠉⠗⠑⠺⠑⠙ ⠥⠏ ⠁ ⠇⠕⠞ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠑⠎ ⠰⠠⠔⠙⠕ ⠓⠁⠧⠑⠲⠴
"It doesn't feel like a reason to celebrate... I don't know if I'm fully equipped to raise another kid. I screwed up a lot with the ones I do have."
"well...I'll always be here if you need any help. I hope you know that. and you can have Emerson stay over with me if you ever need a break"
"is there anything you need help with regarding...the pregnancy?"
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠁⠝⠅ ⠽⠕⠥⠂ ⠠⠧⠕⠝⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠞⠓⠊⠝⠅ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠑⠧⠑⠗⠽⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠁⠅⠑⠝ ⠉⠁⠗⠑ ⠕⠋ ⠕⠝ ⠍⠽ ⠑⠝⠙⠲ ⠠⠑⠭⠉⠑⠏⠞ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠁ ⠝⠁⠍⠑ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠃⠁⠃⠽⠲⠲⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑⠝⠄⠞ ⠞⠓⠕⠥⠛⠓⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠽⠑⠞⠲⠴
"Thank you, Von. I think I have everything taken care of on my end. Except for a name for the baby... I haven't thought of one yet."
"ooo!! are we thinking something normal or biblical or a little more poetic?"
⠦⠠⠇⠑⠞⠄⠎ ⠎⠓⠕⠕⠞ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠏⠕⠑⠞⠊⠉⠲⠴
"Let's shoot for poetic."
"I always thought that a sweet name for a boy would be Edward and Antoinette for a girl"
▪︎ Matt smiles.
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠑ ⠝⠁⠍⠑⠎ ⠕⠋ ⠗⠕⠽⠁⠇⠞⠽⠦ ⠠⠎⠥⠊⠞⠎ ⠁ ⠍⠊⠗⠁⠉⠇⠑ ⠃⠁⠃⠽⠲⠴
"The names of royalty? Suits a miracle baby."
"they say names can influence who the baby becomes or something. might as well give them a head start"
▪︎ Matt chuckles lightly at her unintentional joke.
⠦⠠⠍⠁⠽⠃⠑ ⠞⠓⠑⠽⠄⠇⠇ ⠋⠁⠗⠑ ⠃⠑⠞⠞⠑⠗ ⠞⠓⠁⠝ ⠞⠓⠑⠊⠗ ⠗⠕⠽⠁⠇ ⠏⠗⠑⠙⠑⠉⠑⠎⠎⠕⠗⠎⠲⠴
"Maybe they'll fare better than their royal predecessors."
von pauses for a moment before she realizes what she implied, clasping a hand over her mouth "that came out so wrong"
"oh I'm sure they will. their auntie Von won't let anything happen to them"
⠦⠠⠔⠞⠄⠎ ⠕⠅⠁⠽⠂ ⠞⠓⠕⠎⠑ ⠝⠁⠍⠑⠎ ⠉⠕⠍⠑ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠝⠊⠉⠅⠝⠁⠍⠑⠎⠲ ⠠⠃⠑⠎⠊⠙⠑⠎ ⠠⠑⠙⠙⠊⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠠⠁⠝⠝⠊⠑ ⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠁ ⠝⠊⠉⠑ ⠗⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠞⠓⠑⠍⠲⠴
"It's okay, those names come with nicknames. Besides Eddie and Annie have a nice ring to them."
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠑⠽⠄⠗⠑ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠃⠑⠎⠞ ⠁⠥⠝⠞ ⠊⠝ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠕⠗⠇⠙⠂ ⠞⠓⠁⠞⠄⠎ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠎⠥⠗⠑⠲⠴
"They're going to have the best aunt in the world, that's for sure."
Baby Shower
July 7th at Stark Tower
You are invited to help New York's own Matthew Murdock celebrate the arrival of a brand new baby. This is an open invitation and everyone can come!
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠎ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠗⠑ ⠕⠧⠑⠗⠎⠞⠑⠏⠏⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠠⠗⠑⠎⠉⠊⠝⠙ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠊⠝⠧⠊⠞⠁⠞⠊⠕⠝ ⠊⠍⠍⠑⠙⠊⠁⠞⠑⠇⠽⠲⠴
"This is not happening. You are overstepping. Rescind this invitation immediately."
I believe you are supposed to say thank you. After which I will say you're welcome. I'll be by to pick you up soon, Matty.
⠦⠠⠎⠺⠑⠑⠞ ⠠⠚⠑⠎⠥⠎⠲⠲⠲⠴
"Sweet Jesus..."
A short while later, Iron Man's red suit in all of it's glory arrives. "Hiya, Matty." It lands in front of him, the visor rescinding, the suit is empty. "Ready to go?"
▪︎ Matt frowns, stepping back, grabbing the closest thing to his hand, which happens to be a fork.
⠦⠠⠔⠄⠍ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠁⠝⠽⠺⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲⠴
"I'm not going anywhere."
"Except to your baby shower." He corrects, the suit wraps around Matty and carries him out the window, leaving the fork Matt had grabbed behind, and taking him back to Stark Tower.
Inside of the tower is a set up of balloons, sparkling water, red velvet cake covered in white and blue frosting, a mountain of gifts, and one Tony Stark, sitting at the fully stocked bar.
"Congrats on having our kid, Matty!"
▪︎ Matt huffs, getting away from the suit, and making a beeline to the elevator.
⠦⠠⠺⠑⠙⠝⠑⠎⠙⠁⠽⠂ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠍⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠇⠕⠃⠃⠽⠲⠴
"Wednesday, take me to the lobby."
"Cancel that order, Wednesday." Tony gets up from his chair, "Matthew, hear me out. Five minutes and if you still want to leave, i'll let you go."
He walks over to Matt, resting a hand on his shoulder, "I need someone to take over everything when I'm gone. I tried to prolong my life. And the symbiote pushed everyone I had away. I'm alone. I'm desperate. And I'm dying."
"That baby isn't mine, but it could be. You wouldn't have to spend a dime on taking care of 'em. All that stress of figuring out what to do could be gone in an instant. For both of us. All you have to do is just tell the world it's mine."
"It's a win-win."
⠦⠠⠇⠑⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠎⠞⠗⠁⠊⠛⠓⠞⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠇⠊⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠑⠧⠑⠗⠽⠕⠝⠑ ⠊⠝ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠕⠗⠇⠙ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠽⠕⠥⠗ ⠕⠺⠝ ⠛⠁⠊⠝⠦⠴
"Let me get this straight. You want me to lie to everyone in the world for your own gain?"
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠙⠕⠑⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠎⠊⠞ ⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠍⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠊⠞ ⠊⠎ ⠝⠑⠧⠑⠗ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠲ ⠠⠔⠄⠍ ⠇⠑⠁⠧⠊⠝⠛⠲⠴
"That doesn't sit right with me and it is never going to happen. I'm leaving."
"We're doing this the hard way then..." Tony sighs, Matthew's stubborn streak was always a pain in his ass, "Wednesday, lock down the tower. No one gets in or out. Jam the signals, too."
"Initiating lock down mode!"
"Matthew, I've pleaded my case to you. Let you know how things have been on my end of things. And now, I'm going to tell you what's about to happen." The suit wrapped around his hand as he continued, sheets of metal came down in front of the windows. "I'm taking the kid, that's a done deal. After that you'll forget about ever having it to begin with. The last few days will be like a bad dream. You'll wake up in your shitty apartment, have another scar to add to your collection and you'll continue with your life."
Tony hears movement from the next room over. Before he can even tell Wednesday to lock down the door, Dexy walls through almost calmly and a small dagger is thrown, stabbing Tony in the leg.
Tony hissed in pain when the dagger pierced his leg, his eyes darted around the room, his Matty hadn't done that. "Wednesday, who else is here?"
"Running data through facial recognition software."
He took in a deep breath and tapped his wristband, allowing the previously discarded armor to wrap around he rest of his body, while he yanked the knife out of his leg. "Fuck it, we're killing this guy. Assuming they've been here the whole time, they know too much."
Dexy growled.
"Stupid armor. Cheater."
Dexy quickly grabbed his gun from his holster instead. Stupid armor is knife proof.
"Cheater?" He laughed as Dex's info popped up onto the corner of his visors screen, Wednesday reading it to him. "What are you five?"
"You broke into my home. Big mistake on your part." He replied, as the aim assist locked into Dexy's head, he fired a blast of his repulsor, blue light streaked across the room. "No one's going to come looking for you here."
Dex growled again as he rolled to dodge the hit and fired his gun, aiming for his legs.
There was a hiss, followed by an electrical pop as the bullet pierced through one of the armor's platelets. A wire popped out of place as sparks flew, and rendered one of his legs immobile.
"Left leg mechanical failure."
"Redirect power to the missile canon." He ordered without missing a beat, an electrical humming filled the room as the missile launchers opened at his wrists.
Dex takes another shot, aiming for Tony's shoulder of the arm he is holding up.
This shot lands right in the main circuitry of the armor, this time around air escapes from the opening just before a flash of light follows it, the smell of smoke fills the room.
"Operating systems, catastrophic failure—"
The lights on the suit dim completely as he falls down, hitting the floor hard.
Dexy is quick to grab Matt's arm and pull him away. He hurries to the front door and groans in annoyance when it is locked down. He sees the tablet next to the door and fiddles with it, trying to peace ttogether how to open the door.
The tablet has facial recognition software and a fingerprint biometric scanner attached to it, but is otherwise connected to the whole tower. It flickers to life after being picked up.
"Authorized user detected: Welcome home, Matthew Murdock."
▪︎ Matt turns his head towards Dex as he grabs him.
■ He has half a mind to pull away from him, but he did just save his ass, and right now there's only one exit to the place.
▪︎ He runs a hand across the screen, finger gliding to the biometric scan.
⠦⠠⠛⠑⠞ ⠥⠎ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲⠴
"Get us out of here."
@sexy-dexy-wexy
Dexy runs outside and puts a helmet on matt before getting on a motorcycle.
"get on and hold onto me."
▪︎ Matt frowns, briefly weighing his options.
□ He could book it on foot, but being pregnant he wouldn't get very far.
■ Added onto that a now very pissed off Tony Stark could grab him again.
□ Or he could go with Dex.
■ Both terrible options, but Dex had gotten him this far.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠃⠑⠞⠞⠑⠗ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠉⠗⠁⠎⠓⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠁ ⠃⠁⠃⠽ ⠕⠝ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠁⠽⠲⠴
"You better not crash. I have a baby on the way."
▪︎ He climbs onto the motorcycle and holds onto him.
"I'll get all of us home safe. Well, my home. Stark would just go back to get you of we went back to your home."
He starts driving, he giggles a little at Matt holding him, Matt can definitely hear his heart rate is fast, from both the previous fight and probably also from having physical contact with Matt.
▪︎ Matt huffs, but doesn't bother complaining.
□ Logically it's the safest place for them to go.
■ Not a single soul would think he was there.
▪︎ He holds onto Dex with one hand, while the other searches for the phone he left at his place. He comes up empty and wraps his other hand around Dex again.
⠦⠠⠙⠊⠙ ⠓⠑ ⠓⠥⠗⠞ ⠽⠕⠥⠦⠴
"Did he hurt you?"
"Nope! He only got one shot out and I dodged it so we are alllll good!"
Dex turns down a road where most of the buildings are run down. There is a lot of crime in this area.
⠦⠠⠛⠕⠕⠙⠲⠴
"Good."
▪︎ Matt nods, he's quiet for a minute, listening to their surroundings, curiosity piqued by this side of the city.
⠦⠠⠺⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠁⠗⠑ ⠺⠑ ⠁⠞ ⠁⠝⠽⠺⠁⠽⠎⠦⠴
"Where are we at anyways?"
*Theres an absolutely scrawny kid with red glasses kicking a can down the road*
@time-displaced-terrorist
▪︎ Matt turns his head in the direction of the kid.
⠦⠠⠃⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠇⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞⠦⠴
"Are you alright?"
*Scott turns his head*
Me?
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠇⠽ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠅⠊⠉⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠁ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠺⠓⠑⠝ ⠊⠞⠄⠎ ⠝⠑⠁⠗⠇⠽ ⠼⠁⠚⠚ ⠙⠑⠛⠗⠑⠑⠎ ⠕⠥⠞⠂ ⠎⠕ ⠽⠑⠁⠓⠂ ⠽⠕⠥⠲⠴
"You're the only one out here kicking a can when it's nearly 100 degrees out, so yeah, you."
*Scott looks around.*
Oh.. yeah. Sorry.
‘m okay.
▪︎ Matt nods, leaning back against the brick building, inching closer to the shade.
⠦⠠⠔⠋ ⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠏⠇⠁⠽ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠝⠑⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠎⠞⠁⠽ ⠓⠽⠙⠗⠁⠞⠑⠙⠲ ⠠⠙⠕ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠁ ⠃⠕⠞⠞⠇⠑ ⠕⠋ ⠺⠁⠞⠑⠗⠦ ⠰⠠⠔⠉⠁⠝ ⠗⠥⠝ ⠊⠝⠎⠊⠙⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠎⠕⠍⠑⠲⠴
"If you're going to play out here you need to stay hydrated. Do you want a bottle of water? I can run inside and get you some."
@ravonna-lexus-renslayer
Matthew, I apologize if I'm overstepping but-
*there's a rustling of paper*
well...you're having a baby shower with Stark? I'm confused...
▪︎ Matt snatches the paper from her, rips it up and balls it up.
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠁⠞⠄⠎ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠞⠕⠇⠙ ⠓⠊⠍ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠁⠇⠇ ⠊⠞ ⠕⠋⠋⠲ ⠠⠓⠑⠄⠎ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠕⠧⠑⠗⠎⠞⠑⠏⠏⠊⠝⠛⠲⠴
"That's not happening. I told him to call it off. He's the one overstepping."
▪︎ He then throws it into the trash can across the room.
⠦⠠⠓⠑ ⠁⠗⠗⠁⠝⠛⠑⠙ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠓⠕⠇⠑ ⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛⠖⠴
"He arranged the whole thing!"
"... respectfully Matt, I'm even more confused now. you're having a baby with him? but you're not together...and well... biologically..." she just leaves it to him to fill in the blanks
⠦⠠⠝⠕⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠑⠙ ⠃⠑⠞⠺⠑⠑⠝ ⠍⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠓⠊⠍⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑⠝⠄⠞ ⠓⠑⠁⠗⠙ ⠋⠗⠕⠍ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠍⠁⠝ ⠥⠝⠞⠊⠇ ⠞⠕⠙⠁⠽⠲ ⠠⠔⠞ ⠺⠁⠎ ⠁⠝ ⠁⠝⠕⠝⠎ ⠍⠁⠛⠊⠉ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠛⠕⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠏⠗⠑⠛⠝⠁⠝⠞⠲⠲⠲ ⠠⠁⠝⠙ ⠁⠎ ⠋⠁⠗ ⠁⠎ ⠰⠠⠔⠅⠝⠕⠺ ⠊⠞ ⠺⠁⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠓⠊⠍⠲⠴
"Nothing happened between me and him. I haven't heard from that man until today. It was an anons magic that got me pregnant... And as far as I know it wasn't him."
▪︎ Matt takes a deep breath and then sighs.
⠦⠠⠓⠑ ⠓⠁⠎ ⠉⠇⠁⠊⠍⠑⠙ ⠊⠞ ⠞⠓⠕⠥⠛⠓⠂ ⠕⠝ ⠍⠥⠇⠞⠊⠏⠇⠑ ⠕⠉⠉⠁⠎⠊⠕⠝⠎⠲⠲⠲⠴
"He has claimed it though, on multiple occasions..."
"...you're pregnant."
⠦⠠⠎⠥⠗⠏⠗⠊⠎⠑⠲⠴
"Surprise."
"...uh- congratulations..!"
⠦⠠⠔⠞ ⠙⠕⠑⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠋⠑⠑⠇ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠁ ⠗⠑⠁⠎⠕⠝ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠑⠇⠑⠃⠗⠁⠞⠑⠲⠲⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠙⠕⠝⠄⠞ ⠅⠝⠕⠺ ⠊⠋ ⠠⠔⠄⠍ ⠋⠥⠇⠇⠽ ⠑⠟⠥⠊⠏⠏⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠗⠁⠊⠎⠑ ⠁⠝⠕⠞⠓⠑⠗ ⠅⠊⠙⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠎⠉⠗⠑⠺⠑⠙ ⠥⠏ ⠁ ⠇⠕⠞ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠑⠎ ⠰⠠⠔⠙⠕ ⠓⠁⠧⠑⠲⠴
"It doesn't feel like a reason to celebrate... I don't know if I'm fully equipped to raise another kid. I screwed up a lot with the ones I do have."
"well...I'll always be here if you need any help. I hope you know that. and you can have Emerson stay over with me if you ever need a break"
"is there anything you need help with regarding...the pregnancy?"
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠁⠝⠅ ⠽⠕⠥⠂ ⠠⠧⠕⠝⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠞⠓⠊⠝⠅ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠑⠧⠑⠗⠽⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠁⠅⠑⠝ ⠉⠁⠗⠑ ⠕⠋ ⠕⠝ ⠍⠽ ⠑⠝⠙⠲ ⠠⠑⠭⠉⠑⠏⠞ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠁ ⠝⠁⠍⠑ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠃⠁⠃⠽⠲⠲⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑⠝⠄⠞ ⠞⠓⠕⠥⠛⠓⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠽⠑⠞⠲⠴
"Thank you, Von. I think I have everything taken care of on my end. Except for a name for the baby... I haven't thought of one yet."
"ooo!! are we thinking something normal or biblical or a little more poetic?"
⠦⠠⠇⠑⠞⠄⠎ ⠎⠓⠕⠕⠞ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠏⠕⠑⠞⠊⠉⠲⠴
"Let's shoot for poetic."
"I always thought that a sweet name for a boy would be Edward and Antoinette for a girl"
▪︎ Matt smiles.
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠑ ⠝⠁⠍⠑⠎ ⠕⠋ ⠗⠕⠽⠁⠇⠞⠽⠦ ⠠⠎⠥⠊⠞⠎ ⠁ ⠍⠊⠗⠁⠉⠇⠑ ⠃⠁⠃⠽⠲⠴
"The names of royalty? Suits a miracle baby."
"they say names can influence who the baby becomes or something. might as well give them a head start"
▪︎ Matt chuckles lightly at her unintentional joke.
⠦⠠⠍⠁⠽⠃⠑ ⠞⠓⠑⠽⠄⠇⠇ ⠋⠁⠗⠑ ⠃⠑⠞⠞⠑⠗ ⠞⠓⠁⠝ ⠞⠓⠑⠊⠗ ⠗⠕⠽⠁⠇ ⠏⠗⠑⠙⠑⠉⠑⠎⠎⠕⠗⠎⠲⠴
"Maybe they'll fare better than their royal predecessors."
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*Theres an absolutely scrawny kid with red glasses kicking a can down the road*
@time-displaced-terrorist
▪︎ Matt turns his head in the direction of the kid.
⠦⠠⠃⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠇⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞⠦⠴
"Are you alright?"
*Scott turns his head*
Me?
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠇⠽ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠅⠊⠉⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠁ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠺⠓⠑⠝ ⠊⠞⠄⠎ ⠝⠑⠁⠗⠇⠽ ⠼⠁⠚⠚ ⠙⠑⠛⠗⠑⠑⠎ ⠕⠥⠞⠂ ⠎⠕ ⠽⠑⠁⠓⠂ ⠽⠕⠥⠲⠴
"You're the only one out here kicking a can when it's nearly 100 degrees out, so yeah, you."
@ravonna-lexus-renslayer
Matthew, I apologize if I'm overstepping but-
*there's a rustling of paper*
well...you're having a baby shower with Stark? I'm confused...
▪︎ Matt snatches the paper from her, rips it up and balls it up.
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠁⠞⠄⠎ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠊⠝⠛⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠞⠕⠇⠙ ⠓⠊⠍ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠁⠇⠇ ⠊⠞ ⠕⠋⠋⠲ ⠠⠓⠑⠄⠎ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠕⠧⠑⠗⠎⠞⠑⠏⠏⠊⠝⠛⠲⠴
"That's not happening. I told him to call it off. He's the one overstepping."
▪︎ He then throws it into the trash can across the room.
⠦⠠⠓⠑ ⠁⠗⠗⠁⠝⠛⠑⠙ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠺⠓⠕⠇⠑ ⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛⠖⠴
"He arranged the whole thing!"
"... respectfully Matt, I'm even more confused now. you're having a baby with him? but you're not together...and well... biologically..." she just leaves it to him to fill in the blanks
⠦⠠⠝⠕⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛ ⠓⠁⠏⠏⠑⠝⠑⠙ ⠃⠑⠞⠺⠑⠑⠝ ⠍⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠓⠊⠍⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑⠝⠄⠞ ⠓⠑⠁⠗⠙ ⠋⠗⠕⠍ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠍⠁⠝ ⠥⠝⠞⠊⠇ ⠞⠕⠙⠁⠽⠲ ⠠⠔⠞ ⠺⠁⠎ ⠁⠝ ⠁⠝⠕⠝⠎ ⠍⠁⠛⠊⠉ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠛⠕⠞ ⠍⠑ ⠏⠗⠑⠛⠝⠁⠝⠞⠲⠲⠲ ⠠⠁⠝⠙ ⠁⠎ ⠋⠁⠗ ⠁⠎ ⠰⠠⠔⠅⠝⠕⠺ ⠊⠞ ⠺⠁⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠓⠊⠍⠲⠴
"Nothing happened between me and him. I haven't heard from that man until today. It was an anons magic that got me pregnant... And as far as I know it wasn't him."
▪︎ Matt takes a deep breath and then sighs.
⠦⠠⠓⠑ ⠓⠁⠎ ⠉⠇⠁⠊⠍⠑⠙ ⠊⠞ ⠞⠓⠕⠥⠛⠓⠂ ⠕⠝ ⠍⠥⠇⠞⠊⠏⠇⠑ ⠕⠉⠉⠁⠎⠊⠕⠝⠎⠲⠲⠲⠴
"He has claimed it though, on multiple occasions..."
"...you're pregnant."
⠦⠠⠎⠥⠗⠏⠗⠊⠎⠑⠲⠴
"Surprise."
"...uh- congratulations..!"
⠦⠠⠔⠞ ⠙⠕⠑⠎⠝⠄⠞ ⠋⠑⠑⠇ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠁ ⠗⠑⠁⠎⠕⠝ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠑⠇⠑⠃⠗⠁⠞⠑⠲⠲⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠙⠕⠝⠄⠞ ⠅⠝⠕⠺ ⠊⠋ ⠠⠔⠄⠍ ⠋⠥⠇⠇⠽ ⠑⠟⠥⠊⠏⠏⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠗⠁⠊⠎⠑ ⠁⠝⠕⠞⠓⠑⠗ ⠅⠊⠙⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠎⠉⠗⠑⠺⠑⠙ ⠥⠏ ⠁ ⠇⠕⠞ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠑⠎ ⠰⠠⠔⠙⠕ ⠓⠁⠧⠑⠲⠴
"It doesn't feel like a reason to celebrate... I don't know if I'm fully equipped to raise another kid. I screwed up a lot with the ones I do have."
"well...I'll always be here if you need any help. I hope you know that. and you can have Emerson stay over with me if you ever need a break"
"is there anything you need help with regarding...the pregnancy?"
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠁⠝⠅ ⠽⠕⠥⠂ ⠠⠧⠕⠝⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠞⠓⠊⠝⠅ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠑⠧⠑⠗⠽⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠁⠅⠑⠝ ⠉⠁⠗⠑ ⠕⠋ ⠕⠝ ⠍⠽ ⠑⠝⠙⠲ ⠠⠑⠭⠉⠑⠏⠞ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠁ ⠝⠁⠍⠑ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠃⠁⠃⠽⠲⠲⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑⠝⠄⠞ ⠞⠓⠕⠥⠛⠓⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠽⠑⠞⠲⠴
"Thank you, Von. I think I have everything taken care of on my end. Except for a name for the baby... I haven't thought of one yet."
"ooo!! are we thinking something normal or biblical or a little more poetic?"
⠦⠠⠇⠑⠞⠄⠎ ⠎⠓⠕⠕⠞ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠏⠕⠑⠞⠊⠉⠲⠴
"Let's shoot for poetic."
"I always thought that a sweet name for a boy would be Edward and Antoinette for a girl"
▪︎ Matt smiles.
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠑ ⠝⠁⠍⠑⠎ ⠕⠋ ⠗⠕⠽⠁⠇⠞⠽⠦ ⠠⠎⠥⠊⠞⠎ ⠁ ⠍⠊⠗⠁⠉⠇⠑ ⠃⠁⠃⠽⠲⠴
"The names of royalty? Suits a miracle baby."
