β Well? Gimme the tour, bubba! Since, you know... β
He gives Ted his best puppy eyes. And a pout. Can't forget the pout.
β I can't go ANYWHERE in the house without big Teddy-Weddy protecting me! β he cries in faux-despair.
β Well? Gimme the tour, bubba! Since, you know... β
He gives Ted his best puppy eyes. And a pout. Can't forget the pout.
β I can't go ANYWHERE in the house without big Teddy-Weddy protecting me! β he cries in faux-despair.
β Whaaat? Bummer... β
Michael leans over from his seat, trying to read the paper. It doesn't work very well. He sighs.
β Well, no use in letting a gift like this go to waste, eh Teddy? β
That grin of his returns in an instant. He stands, hiking a thumb toward the other rooms.
γ β... γ
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10.03.2025 10:17 β π 28 π 28 π¬ 1 π 0
He smirks at Ted.
β Does this thing have bedrooms, too? Maybe we could go off the grid... β
Inside the house, Michael lets out a low whistle.
β Man. This is cozy. β
He sits in the chair opposite Ted, hands behind his head as he successfully kicks his feet up. He dismissively waves his hand at Ted.
β Got it, got it, don't do anything without you. Yes, ma. β
γ β... γ
β Wh- I- β
Groan. He turns to Skeets.
β Thank you. Skeets. β
β Always a pleasure, sir. And it's good to see you again, Mr. Kord. β
γ β... γ
γ β γAnyway.
23.02.2026 02:01 β π 1 π 0 π¬ 0 π 0
Michael rubs his chin.
β No traps, huh? What if YOU'RE the trap! β
He holds up a finger gun, pointing it at Ted.
β Tell me something only Ted would know! β
Skeets flies over, scanning over Ted.
β I can assure you that this is the real Ted Kord, sir. β
Michael sighs.
β It was a joke, Skeets. β
β Hah! No such thing with me, Teddy! β
He throws his arm around Ted, that wolfish grin making its return. He holds the hug for maybe a moment too long before pulling away.
He walks with Ted to the house.
β ... huh. Okay! So like- free house, I guess? β
He isn't complaining.
γ β... γ
He doesn't bother to see if speech-to-text worked. Ted will get what he means.
He arrives not too long after he texts. He's in casual attire- jeans, a t-shirt, and a letterman jacket. His mullet is styled in its usual blond waves.
Skeets flies beside him.
β³ i can literally get there so quick
β³ ill be like sonic
β³ gotta go fast!!!
Michael is already getting ready. He starts to use speech-to-text as he does.
β³ Skates will be happy to see you. He's been asking about you.
β³ I'll be there soon.
β³ Don't miss me too much. Winky face.
γ β... γ
β³ u sunova bitch!!! dont u dare!
β³ its my job as ur bf 2 teach u card games!
β³ if i dont teach u wht i know... wht kind of buddy am i? :(
He notes how "bf" looks more like "boyfriend" than "best friend" and quickly ammends it.
β³ *bff
β³ o! ill bring skeets 2!!!
Michael is kicking his feet in bed. He loves talking to Ted.
He's been trying to find the way to start the conversation all day-
β³ o sweet!
β³ so a new hangout spot rite? 4 us?
β³ itll be so coooool!!
Gasp! He rolls over and sits up, furiously typing out a response.
γ β... γ
.... UGH- He can't take it! He misses @usb-kord.bsky.social!!
He's whipping out his phone to next the other.
γ To: BBBFF γ
β³ ted my man!!
β³ u free rn?
β³ im itching 2 hear more about what uve been up 2!
He's taking some selfies in front of a bad guy he just defeated. Skeets is helping with the lighting.
22.02.2026 18:00 β π 1 π 0 π¬ 0 π 0
β I'll see ya tomorrow, man! I'll tell you about all the time shenanigans I've gotten into with Rip. β
A short laugh.
β ... I'll miss you, buddy. Bye. β
Michael slips out of the buggy, still able to stand with minimal effort.
He turns to Ted as he speaks, a grin still on his face. It's nice to see that Ted still wants to talk to him, even as they part.
Man... this isn't helping anything.
He shoots Ted a salute.
γ β... γ
Ted snaps him out of his thoughts, a grin spreading across his face.
β Hah! Yeah, good games! Totally! We absolutely have tomorrow! β
He takes the cards, putting them back in the pack.
β I'll teach you another game tomorrow. And I'll kick your butt no sweat! A win-win for me! β
Booster is going insane.
Ted is his best friend. The best man he's ever known!
So why is he suddenly floundering?
Maybe he missed Ted that much. Maybe there are some feelings he needs to address. (Spoiler: they will not be addressed.)
Maybe he just needs another beer.
γ β... γ
β Alright, alright! Just a game. No bets. Scout's honor. β
Michael... was never a boy scout.
He passes out one card for each of them, as well as redistributing the coins.
β I'll be a good sport- good luck this round, Teddy! β
β Signals? Wha- β
The feeling of the other so close makes his heart skip a beat. He needs to control himself. He gives Ted's hand a squeeze.
β ... Wait- are you losing on purpose?! β
That makes Michael's chest puff out. He sits up, taking the cards back.
γ β... γ
β C'mon. There's gotta be SOMETHING you want from me. Anything! It doesn't even have to be about my tech! β
He tilts his head, not unlike a golden retriever.
β C'mon. Give me SOMETHING here. β
Michael pauses, staring blankly at Ted.
He just got read to filth! Play it cool.
β ... maybe. β
Smooth. He leans forward, so close to Ted that their foreheads almost touch.
β I can't help it! I missed you a ton, Ted! β
He trows one hand up.
γ β... γ
He saw Joker.
... he's immediately reminded of the time(s) he tried to stop Barbara from being paralyzed.
He's nervous now-