Luke's Diner - Tuesday

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Luke's is open and Luke is manning the counter himself tonight.


[primarily for The Tick & his superhero buddies... but open to all!]

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[Here we go...]

The Tick walked into Luke's, followed by a woman in a star-spangled maid outfit, a guy with a bat mask on, some smelly guy with tiny spikes all over him and an oxygen tank on his back, a guy with a bullet-shaped helmet on his head, and a small purple dragon that was in the Diner for Thanksgiving.

"Hello, Luke!" Tick said. "Coffee for all of us, please!"

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"This is a nice place," Sewer Urchin said as he took a seat. "Definitely a nice place."

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"It really is. Do you know the owner, Tick?"

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"You saw Rory in class, right? She asked the sidekick question. Luke is her stepfather! Really nice chum, too!"

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There was a light shove. "Don't say that!" Sewer Urchin demanded. "He's definitely a cute little dragon!"

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"Yeah, he's cute as long as he's not setting my diner on fire," Luke grumbles.

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"He's a flying little menace, Stinky!" Fledermaus was trying to stand up, but Urchin was holding him back.

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*snickers*

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"You'll pay for this, little dragon!"

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The Human Bullet was quiet. He wasn't used to this much screen time.

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"Are you okay, Bullet? You seem awfully quiet."

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"Oh, yeah, I'm just fine, American Maid. I just am unfamiliar how to act when I have this much screen time wish I could have brought Fire Me Boy with me."

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"So do I. Maybe then you would have been on time. Maybe then you wouldn't have had to be fired out of your cannon to catch up to us. Maybe then the Maus Mobile wouldn't have a hole in the roof!"

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Sewer Urchin and Die Fledermaus were talking on their own again. "Seriously, the ducks in this town are freaky. Did you see them as we walked past the pond. I think they were plotting something."

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"Nah," Urchin responded. "Ducks aren't plotters. They're more the minion type." He nodded as if that would seal the argument.

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"No they're not, Stinky. Ducks are great planners. How else do you think they managed to fly south every year?"

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"Luck?"

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The heroes ate their pie as they watched Luke retreat (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/456283.html?thread=18363995#t18363995).

"That's definitely good pie."

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"Ducks could find that pie with a map."

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"What is with you and the ducks?"

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Becky wandered in, bored, and took in the array of...people with her friend. She gave a little wave, arching a brow curiously.

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American Maid was only stalled by Tick's Teacher Glare (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/456283.html?thread=18374747#t18374747). "Seriously, what are you doing?"

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"I'm making friends," Tick replied. "Not like that, but she's a nice girl."

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"So there's nothing going on with her?" American Maid asked.

Tick shook his head.

"Good," she said. "Because that would be creepy."

Tick merely responded, "That's what I've said."

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After Becky left, it was the perfect time to gather together and say goodbye. The heroes of The City gathered around Tick and wished him well with his job, then promised to continure to keep The City safe in his absence. The Tick wished them luck and reminded them that he was just a call away. Well, a call plus a healthy drive. But still. After they drove off in the Maus Mobile, Tick returned to the diner with Lockheed and had one more cup of coffee.

Then he stepped out into town. It wasn't a city. It wasn't The City. It wasn't His City.

But it would do.