Outside a Metal Bar and Beyond, Baltimore, Thursday Evening

[suitably_heroic]

"Okay," Atton said, staring back at the door he'd just been thrown out through. "Okay, that could have gone better."

One of these days he was going to charm his way back into Linda's good graces. Damn it all. She'd yelled at him some more about being a jackass when he and Sparkle'd tried to come in acting like nothing had ever happened (what? It worked with Sia), but that clearly hadn't worked out for him all that well.

And okay, he did have some more aces up his sleeves if he wanted to use them, but he was... kind of trying not to do that.

"But hey, the night's still young, right?" Right.

The night was young! And cold. Very, very cold.

[[ for sparkle and misadventure. ]]

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[myownface]

"You're too good to me," Sparkle half-snarked, groping around for the blanket, because he needed to burrow the heck under it and maybe never come out ever again. "Thanks for... you know... draggin' my ass out of there."

[suitably_heroic]

Atton got up and walked a few steps towards the bathroom. He was thirsty all of a sudden. "Yeah, don't get used to it."

[myownface]

"Hoping... not to have to." Oh, man. This bed was probably more comfortable than anything Sparks had slept in in his life. "No more fucked-up... you know. Doors. Kay?"

It was really hard to keep his eyes open, damn it.

[suitably_heroic]

Atton snagged the closest thing that looked like a cup and filled it with water. "Space, kid, will you just go to sleep?" he said. "The quicker you get rest, the less banged-up your mind is going to be in the morning."

[myownface]

And for all of that, Sparkle just cracked a little grin, rolled over and buried his face into the pillow - oh shit that pillow had to be stuffed with like real feathers or something did people even make pillows with real feathers in them holy fuck that was nice - and closed his eyes.

"S'always bang'dup." Well, that was true enough. "Night, Att'n."

[suitably_heroic]

"Night, kid," Atton muttered.

He took a sip of water. And then another one. Water was pretty damned nice right now.

Downstairs, the door slammed shut. Sue's parents were out - that meant it was time for him to swoop in and do some damage control before she came up here and started yelling.

He cast Sparkle another look. Okay.

Then he slunk out through the door and headed downstairs to talk to Sue. Just a short one. He'd be back up to check on Fireball in fifteen, tops.