MHA #4, Saturday Morning

[stykera]

Summer had been very right last night about good things coming to those who wait. It had been a very good night though Stark's poor new waistcoat and shirt were going to need some buttons replaced. Waiting, it turned out, was overrated at certain times. Like once you'd gone to a friend's apartment for the remainder of the evening, for example.

There had been a distinct lack of space at the dance and afterwards. There was still a lack of space this morning in Summer's bed. Stark wasn't sure how long this was going to last but he'd fallen asleep with an arm around Summer and he was waking up in the same position. Happily waking up in the same position.

He opened his eyem let out a contented little noise, and pulled her a little closer. Maybe they could stay like this all morning. Right here.

"Morning, Summer."

Was he allowed to kiss her awake? He wanted to. He'd settle for very gently stroking her hair which had certainly suffered last night but was still extremely tempting.

[For the gently modded owner of the bed and maybe some other people who knoooows]

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[somethingwithglowing]

"We don't really eat bugs," Bixby admitted, with a bit of a lopsided, almost apologetic grin. "Not really. Only when we visit the dimension where all the ice cream has flies in it because giant spiders invaded it when Great-Grampa Rick's ship was trying to protect Mom."

"It's a whooooole big story," Cass added, with a roll of her eyes interrupting the scrolling through of....something on her phone. "But it's the dimension that has the best Ball Fondlers movies out of anywhere, so we go there a lot."

"And you get used to it," Bixby assured Ziya, "the flies in the ice cream."

"They're like crunchier craisins," Cass added (helpfully?).

And, Summer couldn't help but notice, look at that absolute convenient avoidance of anything that even remotely answered any of Stark's questions.

[stykera]

"I've heard about the fly ice cream," Stark said. "Summer always says it's delicious. But Summer isn't always correct about food."

Fashion, obviously, she was always correct on.

"I think we should avoid flies, for today. And bees. And...other bugs. But we could have anything else? Or nearly anything else. If you like?"

He'd also noticed his questions were going unanswered. But that wasn't terribly surprising given who they were.