Sparky Repairs,Wednesday

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy's bed came to life early this morning. It was an experience he never ever wanted to repeat. He was half asleep, leaning against the counter, waiting for something else to come to life and freak the hell out of him.

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[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John came in, looking for his stash of booze. "Drunk me, now."

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy gave the ever so eloquent response of "Huh?" to that.

You could tell he had been spending a lot of time with Chad.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"This day? Requires more booze. I have too much blood in my alcohol system."

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"Did your bed also come to life?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"I'm not sure. Haven't been in it since way too early this morning. Wait. DOn't tell me this is gonna be featured on Fox's 'When Furniture Attacks 3' or some bullshit?"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy shrugged. "This place just gets weirder and weirder."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"I know. DAMMIT. Agatha took apart my still. Um. You don't know how to brew beer, do you?"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"No," Teddy said sadly. "You could talk to Cally, she brews her own alcohol too."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. I'm thinking that we need to start up a partnership. Speaking of, you any good with guns? Ever reloaded spent brass?"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy blinked a few times. "No, not really."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Would you be inerested in it? Side job for me. Gotta run it past Agatha, first, make sure she doesn't wig out."

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"I, uh," Teddy flailed a little. "I don't like guns very much."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

Oh. "Oh. Well, crap. I suppose I can get Scorpy to do it, since I'm not sure if I trust the twins around large amounts of gunpowder. I mean, you're crazy and a freak, but you come off as more... competant? I dunno."

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"Sorry," Teddy said, ducking a bit. "It's just... bad stuff from back home."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Fired out of the cannon too many times?" John's mouth may be smiling a bit, but the rest of his face isn't.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"Something like that."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." He grabs his leg. "So... is this the part where we compare scars? Becuase these here are still healing."

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"It'll be kinda one sided, I don't get scars."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Tht's half the fun. So what, ou regenerate or something?"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy put his hand on his stomach. "Yeah, alien stuff."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"You mean, like that movie? With the guy and the thing and the thing?" John pantomimes giving birth through his lungs, comically. "Don't order The Special!"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Not exactly the best thing to talk about around Teddy after bringing up guns.

"Not really, no," He said quietly.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Good movie, though. Probably not a documentary on how Teddys procreate. ow. Dammit, now I've got taht in my head. First was me in a thong, then Phale and Wilson, and now you in a room with some Marvin Gaye on the stereo and ow my brain. Oh. I named the cranberry vodka 'Brain Bleach.' Wanna share some?"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"A little early in the day for me, but thanks for the offer."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John gives Tedster a salute as he goes off into the back to give himself amnesia.