75 Godiva Street, Sunday

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"I found more pillows and blankets upstairs," Eliot said, trying to carry a pile of linens taller than he was down the stairs without tripping over Val. "I bet with these we could make the whole living room into a fort!"

He tripped on the last stair, flinging the linens in front of him and tumbling into them with a big *fwoof*.

"An' I found a whole bunch of toy swords an' knives an' things," he said from the pile. "This place is so cool."

[ooc: for the tiny boyfriend in particular, but also open!]

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"Not that much taller," Eliot grumbled.

It was that much taller.

"That's just, like, a jungle gym or somethin'. Barely a jump."

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Not to get out," Alec explained patiently. "To get back in."

[vdistinctive]

Yeah, Eliot hadn't thought of that at all.

"Maybe a rope ladder," he allowed. A regular ladder wouldn't be adventurous enough.

[geniuswithasmartphone]

This was why Alec's teachers all called him a genius!

"We could make it outta sheets," he suggested. "Knot 'em together."

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Eliot nodded seriously. "There's a fine tradition of adventurers gettin' in and outta places on sheets."

[geniuswithasmartphone]

Eliot was gonna be even madder at him tomorrow after remembering what they'd done to his sheets.

"What's your superhero name?" Alec asked, industriously knotting sheets together. "Mine's Hardiman."

There was already a comic.

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"Because you're all hard?" Eliot kind of doubted that. "I dunno. Somethin' cool, like . . . The Red Revenger. Or Red Wolf!"

Definitely red. Red was his favorite color.

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Uh, sure," Alec said, willing to go along with that explanation. Seemed easier, since he didn't have a real reason beyond it being his name. "What would you get revenge on?"

[vdistinctive]

"The bad guys. Duh."

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"You know any?"

Alec did. Well, sorta. There were a bunch who hung around the neighborhood around the group home.

[vdistinctive]

"I would if I were a superhero," Eliot said. Because no. No he didn't.

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"I like the Red Wolf better," Alec decided. "Then you ain't namin' yourself after enemies you ain't got yet."

Because obviously Eliot cared about his opinion. Obviously.

[vdistinctive]

Eliot nodded. "That makes sense," he said, very seriously. "Also, 'cause wolves are the coolest."

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Not cooler than a carnotaurus!" Alec argued. "They could eat a hundred wolves for breakfast!"

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"That's not a thing," Eliot decided. "You're makin' that up!"

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Ain't!" Alec argued. Well, the dinosaur was real. The number of wolves it could eat was purely hypothetical. But it probably could and that was the same thing, right? "Look it up! Carnotaurs were scary!"

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"Ha! Were!" Eliot threw his hands triumphantly in the air. "Can't eat anything if it's dead!"

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"It's a dinosaur," Alec said flatly. "Yeah, it's dead but it could have! Maybe even two hundred!"

[vdistinctive]

"'Cept it couldn't," Eliot insisted. "'Cause it's dead an' the wolves ain't."

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"It's extinct," Alec corrected, as if that somehow changed Eliot's argument. "Killed off by a comet. It took a whole global stink-tion event to kill it. It wasn't nothin's breakfast!"