[psl] it's such a mystery the way you know me

[stealwithit]

come under the covers, 'cause i wanna leave you satisfied tonight

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[animated]

And despite what it probably seems like, Nonah 005 isn't gonna burn down without me.

Besides, you two are important to me. There's no where I'd rather be.

[nostalgiabomb]

You say that now, but when that house is a smouldering ruin, you're gonna wish you'd listened to me.

[stealwithit]

[ She spares Charlie a concerned glance, though it's pretty clear it's one being made in jest. ]

If you need to go check and make sure everything's still intact... Or that they didn't adopt another dozen animals while you were gone...

[animated]

It's fine. Bull and Ken know where I am, anyway, and they'll call me if something disastrous happens.

That, or we'll be able to see the explosion from here.

[nostalgiabomb]

You guys had better wake me up if there are fireworks.

[stealwithit]

Oh, come on. Like we'd let you miss something that big? Have some faith, Star-Lord.

[animated]

If my house explodes, I hope you know I’m crashing here indefinitely.

[nostalgiabomb]

Sounds more like Goto's problem than mine.

[stealwithit]

Might make the bringing guys home thing a little tricky, but I think we can manage.

[animated]

I mean, as long as you don't mind sharing, I think we can work something out.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He snorts quietly. ]

You guys can keep that arrangement to yourselves, thanks.

[stealwithit]

I'm afraid there might a few people we can't share, Charlie.

[ and she shoots both of them an apologetic look. Leave it to Kasumi to steer this conversation off the rails. ]

Honestly, though. You guys are welcome to stay however long you need to.

[ and that, at least, should mean a lot coming from her. ]

[animated]

[ He very nearly asks if Peter is on the “yes” or “no” list, but this isn’t the time. And he does, at least, realize the importance of such an invitation from Kasumi, and offers her a small smile. ]

I appreciate it.

You guys hungry? I could always go on a food run.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ whatever just happened, whatever that was, totally went over Peter's head. Let's blame it on his injury. ]

I could probably go for a pizza covered in painkillers.

[stealwithit]

[ "Yes," is the answer to Charlie's unasked question. I mean. Look at them. Look at their lives. At Peter, she quirks a brow. ]

I hear pizza loud and clear. But I can get you some painkillers separately. I hear analgesics don't mesh with mozzarella.

[animated]

I mean, you really want to, we can just let you sprinkle painkillers on your part of the pizza, but I'd rather have my part without.

[nostalgiabomb]

Don't knock it till you've tried it.

[ and as for what Kasumi said-- ]

You have got to stop reading those blogs written by alarmist moms.

[stealwithit]

Excuse you, but alarmist mom blogs are a legitimate form of entertainment.

[ And with that, she's shifting to get out of the bed. Girl's gotta get ready, after all. Which is basically just her tying her hair up in a ponytail and then reaching for one of her many hooded garments. ]

[animated]

Just where do you think you're going? I thought I was going on a food run.

[ There's a pause as he considers Peter. He knows the poor guy must still feel like crap, but he also knows Peter doesn't like being cooped up or fussed over, and right now he's had an overdose of both.

So it's against his better judgement that he says, ] Unless we all wanted to go somewhere.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ everyone is leavinggggg

Which should be a relief, because it's true: he hates being stuck in bed and having people wait on him like he's a useless lump. But a part of him -- a part that is secretly five years old -- is disappointed, even if he knows they'll be back soon. He sinks back into the bed.

The reality is, Peter can leave at any time. He could just teleport himself out, and they'd never be able to find him, if that's what he really wanted. He tells himself it's because he doesn't want them to worry after all the trouble they've already gone to for him; it's because he doesn't want his face plastered on milk cartons and "Have You Seen This Dumbass?" flyers; it's because he feels like he's been through a trash compactor and then ground into a paste, and it's only practical that someone watches over him.

Mostly, he doesn't want to be alone.

At Charlie's question, though, he immediately perks up. ]

Serious?

[stealwithit]

[ As soon as he makes the suggestion, Kasumi shoots Charlie a momentary glance, one that says she's about to protest the idea--

But then she sees the way Peter perks up, and then she realizes she can't protest it. After all, she knows what that's like, too, being confined to your bed to recover when you want anything but. At length, she just flashes them both a small smile. ]

There's a pizza place down the street a little bit. What about picking something up there and getting some fresh air at the park nearby?

[ aka impromptu picnic, what say you. ]

[animated]

I'd be game, so long as a certain Star-Lord promises to take it easy.

[ Honestly, they could all probably do with some fresh air ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He just stops himself from scowling, but he reins it in. He still rolls his eyes, though. ]

Yes, dad.

[stealwithit]

[ please don't ever call kasumi "mom," Peter

By now she's thrown her jacket on, and the hood to go with it, as well. In another fluid motion, she's tossing Peter a fresh shirt to wear (she stopped by his place and got crap for him, okay). ]

I'm sure we'll manage. The weather isn't too bad for Florida, too. It'll be fun!

[animated]

Hey now, if don't worry about you, who will?

[ Kasumi, probably.

Charlie rolls off the bed to grab his jacket and get ready himself. ]

Ready when you guys are.