Fixer-Uppers [all day]

[momslilassassin]

Ben, in between fighting off what seemed like hundreds of pop-ups on his laptop ("Fill out this intensely personal survey to win a thousand dollars!" "Meet singles just like you!" "Redecorating small spaces!" "Do YOU have PTSD?!") had been getting phone messages forwarded from the phone in his dorm room.

Raven's message in particular had him puzzled.

He split his time searching for more powerful anti-viral software and doing research about Jesus ("HAVE YOU ACCEPTED JESUS AS YOUR PERSONAL SAVIOR?" "FREE BOOK OF MORMON!!!!1") in preparation for the movie afternoon he had planned with Ender and Karla.

Fixer-Uppers was open!

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[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Well, at least it was spam and not porn. Because that would just be awkward at work.

Without any sense of deja vu or dramatic irony, Tony stepped into Fixer Uppers for supplies to build a radio. And something to blow up a battery in a way that would not harm the class. He took these things very seriously for the one Tony Stark not injured by bomb shrapnel. "Hello?"

[momslilassassin]

Don't give Jane ideas, Tony!

"Hello!" Ben said, glancing up from his phone and smiling. "Welcome to Fixer-Uppers. I didn't pick the name."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Hey, if Tony was giving Jane ideas there would be a lot more trouble than spam and porn. All the AIs Tony made tended to, you know, go evil and try to kill him.

He was a special kid.

"It's a very unique name," Tony granted him.

[momslilassassin]

"Matches the sign," Ben said a little dryly.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"...Right." Tony shook his head, moving onto the business at hand. "Do you guys sell things here or is it just repair?"

[momslilassassin]

"A little bit of both," Ben said. "What are you looking for?"

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"I need to find the materials for helping someone build a radio and I need I need to build something to explode for chemistry."

Dubious Tony was very dubious.

[momslilassassin]

"What kind of explosion, first of all," Ben replied, "and how complicated a radio?"

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"I'm supposed to blow up some Palladium," Tony replied with a sigh. "So, just enough juice to make the teacher happy, but not enough to cause damage. And a pretty simple radio. I'm showing someone how to build it."

[momslilassassin]

Ben snorted at the element in question. "So a good strong sneeze, then," he commented, moving over to the shelves of resistors and capacitors. "Do you need wire, too?" he asked.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Tony perked right up. "If you have some. I picked up scrap metal at the junk yard, but the quality probably isn't the best if I want to keep shrapnel to a minimum."

[momslilassassin]

"I've got extra in my room," Ben offered, "if you're worried about racking up too high a bill."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

BILLIONAIRE ORPHAN.

"Well, if I call it school supplies, I don't think paying should be an issue." Until Mrs. Rhodes got suspicious and started calling his teachers. Which would be terrifying. "Your roommate doesn't mind?"

He was getting used to this sharing a room thing still. And he didn't really think Jack would be okay with a pile of titanium alloy in the corner next to a plasma arc welder.

[weetuskenraider]

Annoying voicemails from Alex notwithstanding, Tahiri was in a fantastic mood today, and she came into the shop carrying a giant hot fudge sundae (there were two spoons sticking out of a pouch on her belt) in one hand and her lightsaber casing in the other.

"Is half a sundae a fair exchange for borrowing some tools?" she asked by way of greeting.

[momslilassassin]

"Definitely," Ben said, grinning. "What do you need?"

[weetuskenraider]

"A couple of screwdrivers, and --" Tahiri rattled off a quick list of things she wanted; nothing major, but all of it with the clear purpose of getting the lightsaber assembly open. Like she needed to put something in it somehow. Huh. "I don't suppose you'd happen to know where I can get any of that?"

[momslilassassin]

"You mean other than the box under my bed where I keep spare lightsaber parts?" Ben teased.

[weetuskenraider]

"Are you trying to tell me you don't have anything here that would work?" Tahiri reached out to poke him playfully in the chest. "Boy, some repair business."

[momslilassassin]

"Oh, I do, but I was offering you the dating-an-employee discount," Ben said with a laugh.

[weetuskenraider]

"Oooh, very generous. I ought to take you up on that," Tahiri told him as she looked for a spot to put the sundae down without, hopefully, dripping all over things. "Although I also think I ought to consider keeping a set on hand myself."

[momslilassassin]

"In that case, you can't have mine," Ben said, "but I can set you up with what I use. Did you find a crystal?"

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri nodded, all but beaming. "I did, so I guess I know how I'll be spending my weekend, huh?" She pulled the crystal from a pouch on her belt to show him. "It doesn't have an awfully exciting story behind it, though, but I have it."

[momslilassassin]

"They don't all need an exciting story," Ben assured her with a grin. "That's astral!"

[weetuskenraider]

"It took me long enough, didn't it?" Tahiri asked ruefully. "It called for at least a sundae-sized celebration, though."

[momslilassassin]

"When it's finished, we'll spar and go out for dinner," he promised.