NATSU DRAGNEEL!

You don't forget things like these. You sit in your room, late at night, and go..

"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?"

I dunno, man. I've never had this kind of conversation before.

I'll try to forget it, but. How do you forget a guy crying at your very FACE because you supposedly resemble his ex.

But then he goes, oh, yeah!! I shoot lasers from my eyes!! And I fly!! And go to other planets!!

A stone. Interesting.

Curious hand flip it over, testing the indent with his thumb.

"Huh. What's it do, really?"

It's rude to assume that any of them would be attracted to Jon.

((No, it's funny to me. The pathetic boy.

"I was saying, what's my reward for winning this thing?"

A big bag of gold would do nicely. Maybe a grimorie. Or food.

Food was always good.

((Man, I opened bsky through a link Dee sent, so now everytime I switch accounts, I get hit in the face with Jason Todd filling every box on Kyle Rayner's type

((Love u windy 😇😇😇

"Meh, it's just tape."

Fingers clenching around the offending material. Within seconds, it was going up in flames.

"Anyways."

This bitch can fly to other PLANETS and he's sitting here crying over his ex.

ARE YOU STUPID? GO UP THERE AND BANG A PINK BADDIE WITH TENTACLES.

Huh. Man...

You know what, nevermind.

((Mars is evil, btw

"GREAT!! Now, can I get- hm? MMMMPHHH!!"

Drawing back, scrabbling at his lips.

"What the hell??"

((FUCKING HOWLED AT THAT PICTURE. LINED UP TOO WELL.

"I win, right?"

"Ah! I can win this game nice and easy!"

Clearing his throat. Leaning in with a hand on the wall behind the man, trapping him.

"Look at you," he whispered. "So...𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯' 𝘩𝘰𝘵."

A moment's lapse, then a sudden movement, shutting the man's mouth with duct tape.

𝘉𝘰𝘯𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥!

I had an excellent joke for this, but, uh...

You cry more easily than Lucy and Happy rolled into one. You're like a Hucy. Even worse than a Hucy.

So, I'll keep my wonderful humor to myself. For now.

But, eh. You want some flame beer to drown your sorrows?

It's beer, just lit on fire.

right outta here. Which would suck, because I was here FIRST.

Look. Man. Listen to me. Open your ears, okay? Are they open? I sure hope they are.

You've got that whole love-kicked puppy thing going on. It's great! Really, it is. Nothing's more annoying than a nonchalant bastard.

That said, if you compare me to your ex one more time, I'm gonna take my ass

....💢💢💢

HEAT VISION?? HEAT VISION??? SERIOUSLY??

CALL EM LASER BEAMS LIKE EVERY OTHER PERSON.

Right. Okay. Sure. Heat vision. That you shoot.

So, what? Your eyes get real hot, and then you pluck em out and lob em like a projectile?

Meh. My cat can do that. Proves nothing.

Granted, he's from a different dimension. But-

[A shrug.]

See? That's what I'm talking about! Half-Kryptonian, half-human. The suit!

Man, oh, man. It's like when kids get bored so they play make-believe!

((PYROOOO LMAOOO

Also, other stuff. Don't ask. Pretty regular stuff, happens to everyone.

Superman...Kryptonian...I dunno what those things are, man. And that outfit...

You a weeb, right? A weeb that never grew out of fantasy land?

But, I'm not a weak ass, if that's what you wanna know. Raised by a dragon, learnt magic from a dragon, and killed a dragon.

Look. Lemme be honest with ya. My first instinct is to punch your teeth out, the way you're SHAKING ME.

But, Superman, you're more like Weepingman right now, okay? You JUST stopped crying.

So...how about you take your hands off me...so I don't have to hit you...and endure the snotty-nosed tears?