Are you going to ignore me if I mention feelings because there are a lot of feelings involved and I don't want to type it all out if you're just going to pretend you never saw it
That's the problem, Tommy I went from one boyfriend to two Teddy's going to go find a corner to sit in and be upset for forever I can't break up with Loki I can't just leave him for Teddy I can't leave Teddy by himself Do you see my problem here
( yes hello. billy has the carton of vanilla ice cream out, a spoon sticking out of his mouth and clearly lined spoon holes in the ice cream where. there probably should have been scoop marks. what kind of asshole eats right out of the carton. )
I mean--he left. He went to Texas. He thought I was--controlling him? Somehow. It was bad, we cried, he said he needed space. But now he's here and-- ( and billy's shoving more ice cream into his face. )
[tommy eyes the ice cream - he’d absolutely eat out of the carton, and you’re gonna share that, right billy - but he finds a counter to lean back against to attempt assessing the situation. feelings are gross and this is exactly why tommy refuses to have any.]
So - what, did he just decide he’s done needing space, or does he not remember all of that?
( yeah, he'll share. he knows that look!! if he's making tommy deal with feelings the least he can do is give him unhealthy junk. one more spoonful goes into his mouth before he's putting the spoon down into it, sliding it across the counter to tommy. )
I guess he decided he's done, came to a weird moon in space, and figured out the guy he thought was still his boyfriend has a new boyfriend. He's--from right after all of that happened. Last I remember from back home, he was kidnapped and we were trying to save him.
( look he sounds all pretty calm about all of this, but: )
We talked, again, and I tried to ( vague hand gestures that are probably supposed to mean something but really don't. ) explain it, but instead we both just got even more mad and I told him I was going to break up with everyone and go live in a hut, basically.
[and tommy is definitely not using that spoon, ew. he’ll grab his own, thanks, and shovel in a few mouthfuls of ice cream while he tries to figure out what to say to this. tommy can’t handle billy going comatose yet again because something’s gone wrong with his life.]
Can’t you just - I dunno, magically clone yourself? That way you can date both of ‘em. Everyone’s happy!
[especially tommy, because he won’t have to hear about this ever again.]
[tommy digs out another giant spoonful and slides the ice cream back toward billy, humming thoughtfully as he lets the ice cream melt in his mouth.]
Might be on to something, though - I could dye my hair, get colored contacts and some nerd clothes. [he makes an exaggerated clearing of his throat and mimics billy, waving the empty spoon:] “I’m Billy Kaplan and everything is terrible!” [tommy grins.] See? I could be you, no sweat.
What, y’don’t think I could pull it off? [he straightens his face into a comically overblown mask of seriousness, raises his hands up in a holy-shit-i’m-about-to-do-some-magic pose, and drops his vocal tone to something low and gravelly:] I’m Wiccan.
( he's raising a hand regardless, magic encircling fingers before those same blue sparks flow over tommy, changes his outer appearance to more closely match billy's: a hair and eye color adjustment, change of clothes. . )
[ok, well this suddenly got a lot more serious. tommy takes a moment to squint at his upside-down reflection in the empty spoon in his hand - yep, he sure does look a lot more like billy than he did a moment ago. that's ... pretty weird.
but this is fine, this is exactly what tommy jokingly suggested, right? he's got this. tommy clears his throat and takes a deep breath, taking extra effort to s l o w d o w n his mouth, make his words sound more like how billy would say them.]
I'm Billy Kaplan. [tommy looks entirely sincere for a moment, staring his twin down. then, he slowly raises his arms and mimes pushing against invisible walls, expression twisting into mock-terror.] And I'm trapped in a glass case of emotion! Help!
( whatever, he's done with this ice cream. this isn't helping. he'll go find something else that'll help definitely stealing that tent that loki got once. it's a good plan. so he pushes the carton of ice cream back over to his even closer look-a-like than normal, and pushes off from the counter. )
[all right, maybe tommy took the joke a little too far. he zips through putting the ice cream back in the freezer, because he's not a complete heathen, tosses spoons in the sink, and catches up to billy.]
C'mon, little brother, lighten up, will ya? [tommy's just. really bad at helping when feelings are involved, but it doesn't mean he doesn't care. the last thing tommy wants is for billy to slink off into a depressive fugue all over again. also you're not really going to leave him looking like this, are you. tommy shoves hands in the front pockets of his jeans, making an effort to walk at billy's pace.] Look, I don't know what to tell you. Stuff like this is why I don't have feelings in the first place.
You have feelings, Tommy. You just hate admitting it.
( just in case he thought otherwise. billy's already used to dealing with how similar tommy looks to himself, the added hair+eye color combo doesn't bother him much. especially when he's not even looking towards him, not acknowledging it at all. )
I'll. . figure it out, I guess. Thanks anyway. ( because as bad as tommy's attempts were he still at least put in the effort to come over here and deal with it instead of just running off as far away as he could get, as per what billy would expect from his twin, tbh. his own room is a fair distance from the kitchen, but billy's turning in towards loki's instead, heading down the hallway that leads to his quarters. )
[tommy zips in front of billy, hands up to ask him to stop and listen to him. he’s got one more thing to say before billy disappears to - do whatever he’s planning to do next. this time, tommy’s actually sincere, all traces of joking around dropped entirely.]
Look, I may not have a good answer for you - and this is probably one of those things you’re gonna have to decide on for yourself anyway. [he shrugs. that’s what people usually say about matters of the heart, right?] But whatever you decide, whatever else happens - just know I’ve got your back. OK?
[teddy’s a friend and loki’s ... loki. but billy is tommy’s family, and nobody’s gonna come between them, if tommy has anything to say about it.]
Yeah, I know. ( he gives tommy a weak smile, even. an i'm okay, or at least the best approximation of okay as billy can give right now. he isn't okay, doesn't know what he's doing, how anything is going to turn out and where he's even at right now.
and raises up a hand, fingers curled into a loose fist. offers it out to tommy. ) We're family, right? And family sticks together.
[seems ... a little fake, billy, but ok. tommy knows he's basically useless at this sort of thing, and while it's nice that billy trusts him enough to talk to him about it - and even nicer to just be kept in the dang loop, for once - tommy doesn't like feeling useless. give him something to do - invading aliens to punch, injured people to dig out of rubble, some kind of finish line to cross - and he's your man. hand-holding through a bunch of feelings? not so much.
but billy's right. billy is basically the only family tommy has now - the only family he cares to claim, and definitely the only family here - and he's gonna stick by billy's side. tommy nods and brings his own fist up to lightly bump his knuckles against billy's.]
Right. And if anyone hassles my little brother, they're gonna have to deal with getting speed-punched by me. [tommy flashes billy a grin that drops from his face after a moment.] Hey, you're not really gonna leave me looking like you forever, right?
( tommy offered the kind of support billy needed even if it's not what he asked for: affirmation that feelings are complicated and despite whatever he wants, billy's going to have to figure all of this out on his own, decide what to do, where to--go from here. this is never a situation he thought he'd be in, not--not really. going from being the bullied scrawny kid covered in bruises to having an asgardian and a kree/skrull hybrid pining for him is weird as fuck.
and billy's just going to have to learn to deal with it.
raising a hand, billy waves off the spell, leaves tommy in his normal. . tommy-like state, whatever the heck that's supposed to be. he definitely doesn't need a clone twin running around with his face. he loves tommy, but--who knows what kind of shit tommy'll get up to out there. least with the white hair and green eyes most people know it's not really him. most. not all. )
I can fight my own battles, but thanks for the speed-punching offer. I appreciate it.
( always good to have a speedster on one's side and all. )
Maybe I'll get out for a little while, take time to myself. Figure this out.
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