Everyone wouldn't stop talking. Talking instead of doing. Tommy sighed and raised his hands to his mouth again, breathing on them. The cold from the Runaway's wizard goth chick was still lingering, and the worst part was that he couldn't rub his hands together to get war. Which was was certain of, because he'd started by doing that. Stupid frictionless unstable-particle uniform. Great for going fast and not setting himself or things around him on fire. So, you know, no getting really warm from friction, not in this outfit.
But basically, everyone was caught up in talking. Which was fair. Shit was fucked, and the Young Avengers knew that the Runaways needed help what with this hero civil war shit going on. After all, the other teens had gotten attacked by SHIELD and the idea was to help keep them free and doing their shit without the stupid Registration Act messing with them. This was the team's whole nobility and helping people thing coming to the front. Tommy? Half the reason he'd come was because he wanted to get out of the fucking base Cap had set up and hoped to get out and do some good. The only reason Tommy was a hero was to be out there and do some fucking good.
But they'd all come, a fight had started because people decided to act instead of talk which was weird because his team was SO into talking way too much and boring the hell out of Tommy, and then there was the cold. And now, now that it was like his nips were freezing off, they decided to open their mouths and compare team composition and how both teams had someone tied to super villains or whatever.
The sooner they top talking and get moving, the better.
"So wait," the little girl, twelve apparently from what she'd said when she'd flung him around earlier like he was a rag doll. Just like him, no one was paying attention to her, so he guessed he was the target to ask. "We're all friends now?"
"Yea, I guess," Tommy agreed with a sigh. Apparently people had missed that one of these people had sicced a fucking dinosaur on him.
The girl was still looking at him. What? Tommy sighed and looked to her as she kept staring at him.
"Your hair is really white. Are you like a hundred years old?"
Ouch.
"Why don't you go back to nap time?" he grumbled. She'd just about passed out after she'd thrown a fucking jeep at them.
"I don't want to... hey! What are your powers?"
Said the girl he'd already speed grabbed earlier. Whatever.
"I'm really quick and if I shake things really fast they blow up-" he tried to explain, as simply as he could. Gotta make it understandable for the kid.
He didn't even get to finish the explanation before the girl was grabbing his arm and dragging him forward. There was nothing in his mutant, speed-enhanced strength that could shake her off.
"Blow Up?! You've got to show me!!"
"But-" Tommy tried to protest as he was hauled off into the woods behind the kid. Shit, he wasn't supposed to do that. But could he really turn the kid down? And it's not like anyone else ever got excited about his powers so would it really hurt? What if he did something sorta small?
Tommy let Molly haul him off away from the others, until they could barely see the others.
"This," Molly declared, pointing to a fist sized rock on the ground. "Blow this up!"
Uh, well... That wasn't really that impressive. Sure, it should be fine. Right? Right. Totally fine. Okay. Tommy let himself smirk as he held his hands out toward the rock and started to vibrate them. Think of the vibration, he reminded himself. Push yourself into it. Push, watch as the rock shakes, sings. Watch as...
KABOOM
Shit. Shit that was louder than he expected, and the rock was a smoldering pile on the ground. Tommy's attention turned back toward the others and he could already see Kate turning to look at them, a look of disapproval on her face. Oops.
"Uh, she made me," he defended, and Kate rolled her eyes before returning to the little pow-wow. Meanwhile there was still Molly, cheering in excitement.
"Guys! Tommy can make rocks blow up!"
Damn. The girl was really getting hard to dislike. Tommy chuckled and shook his head. Maybe they should take these other people back to Cap's hideout. Because they could bring some fun to the place for a chance.
"So just how fast are you?" Molly asked.
Tommy smiled and leaned down to pick a flower and hold it out to the girl.
"Here," he said, holding it out. "Have a flower."
"Oh! Yeah, okay," Molly agreed, smiling as she reached her hands out. And before she could get anywhere close, Tommy had moved his hand up and away, in a burst of speed. When she reached again, he moved once more.
Over, and over. The girl didn't seem disparaged though.
"Hey! Give it here," she cheered, grabbing at the flower, always just a second after he moved it.
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Explosion of Friendship | CW: Explosions | ~900 Words
Date: 2022-01-11 01:38 am (UTC)But basically, everyone was caught up in talking. Which was fair. Shit was fucked, and the Young Avengers knew that the Runaways needed help what with this hero civil war shit going on. After all, the other teens had gotten attacked by SHIELD and the idea was to help keep them free and doing their shit without the stupid Registration Act messing with them. This was the team's whole nobility and helping people thing coming to the front. Tommy? Half the reason he'd come was because he wanted to get out of the fucking base Cap had set up and hoped to get out and do some good. The only reason Tommy was a hero was to be out there and do some fucking good.
But they'd all come, a fight had started because people decided to act instead of talk which was weird because his team was SO into talking way too much and boring the hell out of Tommy, and then there was the cold. And now, now that it was like his nips were freezing off, they decided to open their mouths and compare team composition and how both teams had someone tied to super villains or whatever.
The sooner they top talking and get moving, the better.
"So wait," the little girl, twelve apparently from what she'd said when she'd flung him around earlier like he was a rag doll. Just like him, no one was paying attention to her, so he guessed he was the target to ask. "We're all friends now?"
"Yea, I guess," Tommy agreed with a sigh. Apparently people had missed that one of these people had sicced a fucking dinosaur on him.
The girl was still looking at him. What? Tommy sighed and looked to her as she kept staring at him.
"Your hair is really white. Are you like a hundred years old?"
Ouch.
"Why don't you go back to nap time?" he grumbled. She'd just about passed out after she'd thrown a fucking jeep at them.
"I don't want to... hey! What are your powers?"
Said the girl he'd already speed grabbed earlier. Whatever.
"I'm really quick and if I shake things really fast they blow up-" he tried to explain, as simply as he could. Gotta make it understandable for the kid.
He didn't even get to finish the explanation before the girl was grabbing his arm and dragging him forward. There was nothing in his mutant, speed-enhanced strength that could shake her off.
"Blow Up?! You've got to show me!!"
"But-" Tommy tried to protest as he was hauled off into the woods behind the kid. Shit, he wasn't supposed to do that. But could he really turn the kid down? And it's not like anyone else ever got excited about his powers so would it really hurt? What if he did something sorta small?
Tommy let Molly haul him off away from the others, until they could barely see the others.
"This," Molly declared, pointing to a fist sized rock on the ground. "Blow this up!"
Uh, well... That wasn't really that impressive. Sure, it should be fine. Right? Right. Totally fine. Okay. Tommy let himself smirk as he held his hands out toward the rock and started to vibrate them. Think of the vibration, he reminded himself. Push yourself into it. Push, watch as the rock shakes, sings. Watch as...
KABOOM
Shit. Shit that was louder than he expected, and the rock was a smoldering pile on the ground. Tommy's attention turned back toward the others and he could already see Kate turning to look at them, a look of disapproval on her face. Oops.
"Uh, she made me," he defended, and Kate rolled her eyes before returning to the little pow-wow. Meanwhile there was still Molly, cheering in excitement.
"Guys! Tommy can make rocks blow up!"
Damn. The girl was really getting hard to dislike. Tommy chuckled and shook his head. Maybe they should take these other people back to Cap's hideout. Because they could bring some fun to the place for a chance.
"So just how fast are you?" Molly asked.
Tommy smiled and leaned down to pick a flower and hold it out to the girl.
"Here," he said, holding it out. "Have a flower."
"Oh! Yeah, okay," Molly agreed, smiling as she reached her hands out. And before she could get anywhere close, Tommy had moved his hand up and away, in a burst of speed. When she reached again, he moved once more.
Over, and over. The girl didn't seem disparaged though.
"Hey! Give it here," she cheered, grabbing at the flower, always just a second after he moved it.
"Take it. I'm trying to give it to you."
"Stay still," she giggled as she reached again.
Okay. Maybe kids weren't so bad after all.