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005 - Action/Voice

[Today marked a big day for Teddy Altman: He's eighteen today. If he were back in New York, he could vote in elections, own a credit/debit card of his own, and not have to groan over papers and applications that had a little note for people who were under eighteen. He's pretty much an adult now.

He still kind of feels like a young teenager who has no idea what he's doing, though, so he can't help being a little disappointed when he wakes up and doesn't suddenly feel like a man with a plan who knows everything and can do anything.

After gently being coaxed outside by Billy, Teddy decides to do all the things he usually does, seeing how Luceti is sorely lacking in ways to celebrate a milestone year like this. He wanders and chats up store owners, from the bakery to the weapon shop to Seventh Heaven to even the general store. He gets himself a large meal for lunch, as is customary for a guy like him, and orders his favorite just for today. He visits the library and reads up on whatever new comics they have, and that's where he gets lost in thought enough to open his journal and ask a question that's been on his mind since the day began.]

When someone turns eighteen, do they do anything special? It's a pretty big thing for teenagers in America; you can vote and get drafted and pretty much be considered an adult by the law. But does it mean anything in other worlds? Call me curious.

[He goes to the Battledome after that to simulate a basketball game – just to watch this time, not to participate. The 1992 East Regional Final, Duke verses Kentucky, one of the most suspenseful games in history and something that Teddy had watched on YouTube, but certainly not like this. It's no wonder that he's particularly hyped when he walks out. So much so that he takes to the sky as soon as he's outside, deciding that he'd rather take the joyride home rather than plain old walking. He's still a teenager, and he still feels pretty invincible even without that adult knowledge he was expecting, so why not?

Teddy might not feel any different, but it's still a pretty special day.]

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You're kidding. How did you even make this?

[Yep, he's already reaching out to pull it towards him. Snickers is only like his favorite candy bar in all the worlds ever, so a giant one... Holy shit.]

I found a recipe. It's actually not that difficult, just kind of time-consuming. And heavy.

[Billy gives the bar a meaningful prod.]

Go on, blow out the candles before they get wax all over the top.

[... ... ...

Teddy looks up from the bar, eyebrow raised.]

Oh no, not yet. Don't think you can escape singing the Birthday song, Kaplan.

Edited 2013-09-01 01:15 (UTC)

[DAMMIT uh. Well, it's not like he was sure he'd get away with it. Billy mock-pouts for a moment, then leans back, drumming his fingers on the table a few times to give himself an intro before singing,]

Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday dear Tee-bear,
Happy Birthday to you!

[The nickname is his quiet rebellion, deal with it.]

[For the first two lines, Teddy rests his chin in his hands and teasingly looks at Billy with adoring eyes, complete with an innocent smile. He wants to groan because ugh, that song, but it's not like he wants Billy to stop.

After the nickname, though, Teddy lets out a snort before he hangs his head to hide his grin, fingers against his hairline. Tee-bear, really?]

Okay, okay, I get it. [Subtle retaliation, he sees it.

Now that Billy's done, though, Teddy lifts his head, takes in a breath, and blows out the candles easily. Eighteen years old, and he's still doing dorky things like this.]

[Billy smirks, getting up from the table and coming over to Teddy's side to give him a quick peck on the cheek.]

I'm gonna get a knife to cut it, so feel free to pick away at it if you want. It'll only be a minute.

[After that he wanders off to the counter, chatting briefly with the server before hopping over to raid the kitchen for a knife, a cup of steaming water, and a towel, with which he will return in a minute.]

[Oh, he'll pick at it all right. Teddy can't really resist the call of a Snickers bar (unless money is tight), though it is a little large for his mouth...

Except he's a shape-shifter, so.

When Billy comes back, the end of the bar is already bitten off, and Teddy is chewing the last few bitefuls with his eyes shut with pleasure. At least Billy didn't have to see just how he managed to get that large of a bite from the bar.]

[It would be impossible to miss the huge chunk of chocolate bar bitten off the end - between the teeth marks, the center showing, and Teddy chewing away with that look on his face. Billy stands beside the table in stunned silence for a moment, taking it all in, then sighs quietly and slides back into his chair, dunking the knife into the water to let it heat up.]

I should've known better than to leave you two alone. Maybe I ought to forget about the knife and just let you go at it.

[Teddy's lips quirk up in a smile at that statement, though his eyes remain shut for the moment. At least, until he can swallow and look at his boyfriend with a teasing gleam in his eyes.]

Yeah, sorry, I'm leaving you for the Snickers bar. [And as he pushes the bar forward,] Unless you want to make it a threesome.

[Billy snorts, reaching out to pick off a little chunk of chocolate that was loosened where Teddy bit the end.]

A strange suggestion, coming from you. Wouldn't you implode from jealousy when I bond with it instead?

[He eats the mouthful and then takes his sweet time sucking the chocolate off his fingers, lifting a brow. He knows how Teddy gets when he feels threatened, after all.]

[... Give him a moment while he watches Billy suck that chocolate off his fingers, okay, because with that hairdo and clothing and everything, it's unbearably hot, and Teddy kind of just wants to drag him back to the apartment even more now. Nnf.

...

Oh. Oh, right. Banter.]

... It's different when it's an inanimate object. I mean, why do you think your cape's still alive?

[He nods matter-of-factly. But... y e a h, Billy's totally got Teddy down to a T.]

Besides, I know Reese's is your one true love. That's the one I've got to worry about.

....Oh, great. Now you've got me imagining a giant Reese's. I know what I'll be dreaming about tonight.

[And that better not have been a threat against his cape because that is his one true love above all ~~fine fine except for Teddy~~.]

[Teddy knows what he'll be baking come a few months time, too.

But he'd rather not reveal the plans he's making for that time. Instead, he glances down at the fingers Billy was sucking on, a little smirk coming up on his face.]

Well, I hope that won't be all you dream of tonight...

[Remember that coffee comment you made that is a yes]

[Billy's gaze darts down briefly, lips curving back into a smile, and pulls his finger out, leaning back in his seat.]

Well, if you've got better ideas, feel free to inspire me later. For now, though, I think the knife is hot enough to cut it.

[He pulls it out of the water and wipes it down with the towel; sure enough, it feels pretty toasty. He offers it out to Teddy in case he wants to help himself.]

So, birthday boy, how much of it do you want? Half? Three-Quarters? Or do I just get a couple crumbs off the end?

As if I want the one who worked so hard on it to go without even tasting it.

[Teddy grins as he takes the knife, then sets to work on cutting the chocolate bar - with the knife heated up, plus Teddy's strength, it's easy to cut through everything and not make a mess of anything. And though Teddy would like a big chunk for himself to gnaw on for the rest of the day, he instead cuts it into slices, as if it really was one big cake. And with how easily he's cutting it, you'd think it was as easy as slicing a cake, too.

Once he's done, he gestures to a few of the slices with one hand while he grabs one of said slices with the other.]

Go on, eat as much as you want. You really did an amazing job on this, you know.

Honestly, I'm as surprised as anyone.

[Billy grins, dragging a slice onto a plate to pick away at it. From the amount of caramel and chocolate in the thing, he's pretty sure he will be full with just one slice, which makes for plenty of leftovers for Teddy to enjoy later. In that case, he figures it counts for Present #2 well enough.]

I'm glad it's good, though. I've never done it before, so I had no idea how it was gonna turn out. But hey, can't go wrong with chocolate, right?

[Teddy ends up with four slices on his plate, and he's already chewing on the first one. Mmf, it's like everything that's good about a regular Snickers bar, only much larger. His fingers are already getting chocolate and caramel on them, but they can always be cleaned later.]

Mm. [He waits until he swallows before he speaks up.] Right. Except for those off-brand chocolate companies; those aren't so great. Did you keep the recipe? [And BITE.]

[Billy can't help but stare at Teddy's plate a little, because he's thinking about how many chocolate bars went into making this giant one, and it's almost enough to make a guy sick. God, the kind of metabolism he must have to eat all of that. He's already wondering how he'll make it through the one piece he does have.

At least he's used to Teddy's appetite...]

Of course I did. Typed up with in-progress photos, even. But we have to use this newfound power responsibly. There are those among us who can't veer off the diet so much and still fit into our skin-tight costumes.

[At least not without... erm... certain repercussions. Of the bulging-folds sort.]

[Teddy smiles around his biteful of chocolate at that, again pausing to ensure that he doesn't talk with food in his mouth (talk about unattractive, jeez). In the meantime, he reaches his foot out again to rest it on top of Billy's; he just really, really likes to touch his boyfriend.]

"With great power, comes great responsibility."

[Billy's lip quirks at the quote, as well as the foot seated upon shoe; he lifts his free leg to rest his own foot against Teddy's thigh again, sort of boxing him in affectionately. He doesn't mind the touching, that's for sure.]

Pretty much that, yeah. Plus it did take up a lot of ingredients. I'd hate to cause a chocolate shortage in Luceti.

We'd pretty much be known as the true villains in Luceti if we ended up doing that. We'll have to come up with super villain names and everything...

[Another bite, a moment of pondering, and:]

You can be like, "Witch Doctor".

[....

This face.]

Why are all my code names drenched in either innuendo or potential offensiveness?

[Whiiich earns a mock-pout in return.]

I was thinking more Doctor Doom but, you know, witch. I thought it was clever...

Teddy, I love you, you're wonderful in every way that matters, but your code name ideas are about as clever as Batman's.

Hmph. Yeah, and look at Batman. He's pretty much one of the most iconic characters in all of DC. Superman, too. I think my clever names will go places.

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