Because we don’t live together, I often don’t mention that I am not an only Godfather, but do in fact have parentals and siblings and things.
That could be the reason. The other reason could be the ongoing, simmering DC/Marvel debate, as evidenced by today’s trip past the dollar spot and into the land where my credit rating goes to die:
(It’s probably the distance thing. But you never know.)
Fairy Queen, Age 8, upon hearing that yesterday’s ridiculous winds broke my 3-year-old umbrella into pieces: “Your golf umbrella? It was practically a member of the family!”
I legit cannot tell if she was shitting me or being serious.
d’you think the avengers ever play a game where they try to push steve’s buttons and get him all riled up and patriotic?
tony casually throws it into a conversation like “oh yeah I don’t vote” and steve trails off mid-sentence and gapes for a second before he starts in on the importance of the democratic process and how dangerous it can be if citizens give up their say in how the government is run and tony is trying so so hard to keep a straight face
meanwhile bruce is standing in the background timing the speech with his watch because whoever gets the longest rant wins a little trophy that tony made. the current holder of the trophy is clint who managed to convince steve that he doesn’t pay taxes
For those of you who have been wondering where Fairy Queen, Age Eight and the 5-Year-Old Companion have been, the answer is: school, mostly.
But this week, apropos of nothing, they’ve decided to write their own songs. Just because why the fuck not. FQ’s makes repeated mention of Yellowstone Park, and 5YOC’s ends with an enormous earthquake killing everyone dead, followed by an end of the world party and a very loud piano solo.