Sushi Station, Thursday Evening

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So, a gremlin attack kinda put a damper on having date number two. Not to mention how they'd eaten the sushi she'd got to surprise Bruce with. Which, um, how rude?

Thank goodness they were all gone now and couldn't interrupt her date.

Or else she'd have to, like, eat a sun or something in frustration. And that went badly with mackerel.

So, there she waited for him to arrive, not at all wondering if maybe... just maybe she could get a glass of wine and be all adult. But that was silly. She was far too responsible to drink. Oh, kid's shows.

[[Jean is there for the goddamn Batman her date, but the place is open for your sushi needs]]

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[longislandiceme]

It's entirely possible Bobby had some sort of Jean-on-a-date radar. Or... okay, maybe he was just craving something fishy for some weird reason and thus the fact that he was entering the sushi restaurant at precisely this moment was a complete and total coincidence.

"Hey, Jean," Bobby greeted, plonking himself down in the chair across from her without so much as an invitation.

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"Hi, Bobby." Act cool, Jean. Don't let him know you're on a date so he can ruin it with his insisting you and Scott were a totally cute couple because Scott was kinda dreamy and--STAY STRONG.

"What are you doing here?"

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"Looking for the treasure of the Sierra Madre," Bobby retorted, rolling his eyes. "I'm hungry and kinda craving fish. So... sushi," he shrugged. "What are you doing he- are you waiting for someone?" he demanded, like it was totally his business.

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"What?" Jean laughed totally casually. "No. Of course not."

She was dressed all nice for funsies.

[longislandiceme]

Bobby opened his mouth to reply to that-

only, instead of a sarcastic comment, let out a baby-penguiny squawk. Because where a teenage boy had been sitting only moments ago, there was now a tiny, fuzzy penguin. Who could barely see over the edge of the table.

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"...are you serious?"

With that, you just knew she had gotten used to Fandom.

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Bruce walked over to Jean and took a seat at her table. "Am I late?" he asked.

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"No! No, of course not." Just don't ask about the penguin under the table. Like, ever. "I was just here early to see what they had special tonight."

And to have someone ruin her date.

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"Are the specials anything good?" Bruce asked.

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Bobby just had to make an affronted noise that Jean was dating again, trying to move to investigate Bruce. "Mackerel?"

Oh yeah, distracting your date would totally work, Jean.

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"Did you hear something?" Bruce asked, going to glance under the table.

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"No!" Yeah, like that was going to stop Bobby from making a very disgruntled noise at Bruce again. "Bobby," She hissed.

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"Bobby?" Bruce asked as he spotted a penguin.

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"That's--" Jean sighed. "Bobby. He turned into a penguin before you arrived."

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"Is that a completely insane lie or is it just another Fandom thing?" Bruce asked.

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"A Fandom thing," Jean replied glumly. "Last time he did this, it was for a few days at least."

There was a pause before she added.

"I was a bird for a little bit too."

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"What kind of bird?" Bruce had to ask.

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"I'm not actually sure." Phoenix. Totally a phoenix. "It was very colorful, though. Jono was nice enough to take care of me when it happened."

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"Fandom is filled with helpful people," Bruce said. "Does that mean you'll be watching after Bobby while he's... like this?"

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Helpful was the way they rolled in Fandom.

"Yeah. I mean, I couldn't just let him wander off and get hurt like this," Jean replied. "And he'd do the same for me if it happened."

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"Then should he be in a chair or something?" Bruce asked.

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"...he's a penguin." Bobby was in total agreement with Bruce, though, trying to get into a chair higher up than him.

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"People aren't going to look for a penguin. They could trip over him," Bruce pointed out.

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"...fine." Jean leaned down to help pick him up. "He better not eat anything."

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"We can get some extra fish for him," Bruce said. "It's on me."