you may think i’m a nerd who tells bad jokes and has no friends and spends all their time watching cartoons and eating ice cream but…i forgot where i was going with this
HELL YEAH PEYTON MANNING!
There is someone out there for everybody.
It just might be a goose.
relationship status: waiting for my one true goose
- Mom: You put in an 8 track?
- Me: You mean a VHS?
- Mom: Yes! A VHS. What did you put on?
- Me: ...
- Me: Remember, you said ANYTHING.
- Mom: What did you put on??
- Me: ...
- Television: *blaring Mighty Morphin Power Rangers the Movie*
- Mom: ...Huh. I haven't seen this in years.
- Mom: *sits down and proceeds to make fun of the exaggerated hand movements of all the actors for the duration of the film*
- Mom: *hands me the cake batter spoon*
- Me: *FLAILS AROUND THE KITCHEN LIKE I'M FIVE YEARS OLD AGAIN*
Q:Young Justice in Narnia.
Conner spat out a mouthful of dirt and snow and got to his feet.
"Where," he asked, "are we?"
Robin didn’t respond. He was too busy scanning a lamp post. A lamp post, just standing in the middle of the forest. Conner rubbed his head. Had he taken too hard a knock? He’d always kind of assumed his head was invulnerable.
"Nothing," Robin muttered. "These readings don’t make sense."
"Lemme see." Wally was immediately at his side, taking the instrument from him.
"Is everybody okay?" Kaldur’ahm called, emerging from the trees with M’Gann. One of his arms was draped over her shoulders, and he was limping rather heavily.
"For a given value of ‘okay’," Artemis said, dropping from a tree and landing neatly on her feet. "You don’t look so great."
"It is a sprain. It will heal."
"The rest of us seem to be fine," Robin said.
"In that — " Kaldur stopped speaking mid-sentence, because Conner’s head had just lifted and he stared fixedly into the trees.
*Psychic link online,* M’Gann reported.
*Superboy?* Kaldur asked.
*Somebody that way. Can’t see them clearly yet, even with heat vision, not with the trees and snow. Kinda short, I don’t think they’re carrying much.*
Kaldur didn’t waste time gawking off in the direction that Conner was looking. He instead glanced around his team. Robin had already diappeared, Artemis had an arrow docked and was ready to raise her bow, M’Gann took on the colours of the trees behind her and blurred into near-invisibility. She levitated him safely into a tree while Connor bent his knees and got ready to leap. Wally glanced up, then glanced back down at the clearly more interesting instrument in his hands. It must be nice to always have so much time.
The figure came closer, then appeared between the trees. A short man in furry pants… no, not furry pants. Goat legs? Kaldur searched his mind for any memory or hint of humans having goat legs. A lot of physical variation was normal for Atlanteans, but everything he’s ever seen had suggested that on the surface world people were a lot more… samey.
The strange man glanced from Wally, now leaning casually on the lamp post, to Conner and Artemis, standing much-less-casually ready for combat. “Uh,” he said. “Excuse me. Would you by chance be sons of Adam, or a duaghter of Eve?”
"Why do you care who I’m a daughter of?" Artemis snapped defensively, raising her bow. "That’s none of your business. Who are you?"
"I did not mean to offend," the man said nervously, putting his hands up. "I merely wished to know if you are sons and daughters of — "
"Oh! He means the bible!" M’Gann said, decamoflaging. "I read it when I was studying Earth. Adam and Eve are — "
"I know who Adam and Eve are," Artemis said.
"But we don’t know who this guy is," Conner growled.
*Perhaps we should not be so aggressive?* Kaldur suggested. Artemis and Conner shared a glance before adopting very, very slightly less aggressive postures. It did not appear to help.
Kaldur sighed inwardly. He was lucky to have his team, he knew; they were talented and valuable. But they were not diplomatic.
Kaldur dropped out of the tree, careful to take all his weight on his uninjured ankle, and limped forward. “Please excuse my friends,” he said gently. “We appear to be lost. Would you happen to know what country… actually, what planet and date… this is?”
The strange man eyed him warily. “That depends,” he said. “Are you, perhaps, a son of Adam?”
"I am afraid I do not know what that — "
*Human!* Robin said, in the manner of one struck by a sudden revelation. *I think he means descendants of Adam and Eve. Humans.*
"Ah. I am Atlantean."
"I am an ocean person."
The man glanced at M’Gann.
"Alien," she said apologetically.
He looked at Conner.
"Alien clone," he shrugged.
He glanced at Artemis, who scowled at him, and immediately shifted his gaze to Wally.
"Technically human," Wally said with a grin. "Not exactly… typical, but human. Of course, I don’t believe in Adam and Eve. What do I win? Somewhere warm for us to rest up, preferably with snacks? Our leader is hurt."
"It was summer when we left," Conner said thoughtfully, catching snow on his palm. "Either we’ve moved a hemisphere or…"
"Or in time, or a planet," Wally finished, glancing at Kaldur. "Yeah, we know. Let’s deal with it after we find something to eat."
"It is never summer any more," the strange man said mournfully. "We live in eternal winter, under the grip of the Ice Queen."
"Wait a minute," Wally said. "Another ice villain?"
"Ice Villain," Artemis muttered. "I’m gonna need different arrows."
"Ice villain," Conner grumbled, sounding annoyed.
"Ice villain," M’Gann said with a grin. She was almost immune to cold.
"So then," Robin said, appearing behind the strange man and making him jump, "why don’t you tell us about this Ice Queen?"
There’s thousands of notes on posts about how unfair it is that there isn’t a wonder woman movie and now that its been officially announced nobody is talking about it?
Like Can I get at least a hell yeah?