MCA #8, Saturday morning

[craftyladyparts]

After a few minor issues finding, invading, and stealing paper files from the HAMMER Helicarrier, Jessica made her way back to Fandom late yesterday. She got all the sleep she could, but then woke up early so she could start sorting through information and make a plan of attack

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[drunkscience]

That was a rookie mistake, Jessica. You always paid attention to the dances because they brought with them all the terrible things.

Like your loving son.

"Hey, mom," Petey said, swanning right on by her to dig in the fridge. Yeah, he'd totally planned this out since the moment he saw the apartment from a safe distance away and then carefully planned out his entry point.

But. You know. Casual-like.

[craftyladyparts]

Jessica watched this happen, glanced down at her coffee, and wished she had alcohol in the apartment for a brief moment. "Are you kidding me?" She put the coffee down and started to pack up all of the files while the kid was distracted by food. Good luck with that, kid. Jessica ate healthy.

Except for the three day old leftover pizza. Or the ice cream. Fine, he would find something to eat.

[drunkscience]

"Mom, I'm hurt," Petey replied, grabbing orange juice to drink right out of the bottle. Because he could. "Aren't you glad to see your son from a future that may or may not happen?"

[craftyladyparts]

"Depends. Who's your other parent?" Jessica checked. She shoved the documents into a messenger bag, then walked over to the kitchen to interrogate the kid. At least he had a handle on what was going on. Even if he had disgusting habits that he absolutely inherited from her.