billyktothemax

[billyktothemax]

"What? Pressure points, are you kidding? Do you think I'm going to fall for that?"

"Except I know pressure points that could knock you out, I'm not just gonna wack you over the head and hope for the best. Contrary to what you seem to assume, I'm not stupid."

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I really do hope that @marvelmultibitches is ready for Billy to be the worst little brother to nicky. hes going to be so annoying.

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"You are not going to knock me out. You know better," Billy snarked at him. "How many people have you reaped because someone tried to knock someone else out the way they do on TV?"

"I mean, either you can have the tea or I can just knock you out, that's an option to. The tea is much more pleasant."

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PROMPT: send "do not leave me. swear you will not leave me." for my muse’s reaction.

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"You're super funny, but I do not need a nap, I am not a child, Nick. Come on, who doesn't like a good pickle? It takes like two seconds."

"I'm not trying anything until you take a nap-" Nicky told him, hand moving to lead him towards a chair. "Sit down, I'm making you some lavender chamomile."

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"Hey!" Billy protested at his loss of pickles. "You didn't even try one. The not-spicy ones are just as good."

He shifted on his feet. "I'm not tired."

Nicky blinked as he looked at the jar that was being held out to him, taking it in his hands and then carefully placing it down on the counter. "Ooookay." He said before turning his eyes back to Billy. "Time for you to go to bed."

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He looked down again, properly admonished. He'd work on that too. He'd start... journaling, or something. Whatever it took to help. Okay, maybe not journaling. But something! Something that didn't take up too much time, probably.

"He's not going to go through what I did," Billy promised. At least he could try. Right now, Tommy was alone, the same way that Billy had been, but it wouldn't last. It wouldn't be this great expanse of unknowing time. He just had to get there as soon as possible, before things got bad, and Tommy got hurt. "I don't want him mad at me for putting him through what I went through."

It sounded selfish, pulling Tommy out of the aether just so he wouldn't be alone, giving him crappy parents and a hostile home life, when Billy was here, living it up. He nodded, wiping under his eyes and stood.

"Sorry. I won't let them think that," Billy promised, pushing his chair in. "Thank you for everything. Including the tea."

He smiled grimly. "Do you think maybe I could come by after school for the reading?"

"Are you sure about that?" Lilia gently challenged him, waiting for him to self-assess a little more clearly. It wasn't that she didn't understand the emotion-- anyone would feel an eruption of sentiments going through what he had-- but it wasn't going to help find his brother. If anything, it was only going to make it more complicated. Or at the very least give him unnecessary sleepless nights.

"He's your brother," Lilia told him calmly. "Whatever else may happen, what you or he remember, what he feels, that's always going to be true. And he's going to need someone who knows what he's going through. And there is only one person on this planet who is in the same position as your brother. You. No one else."

Lilia couldn't promise him that it wouldn't be difficult, that his brother wouldn't react badly to what had happened to him, that there mightn't be complications, even anger or arguments, but those brothers were two of kind; they would need each other no matter what else got in the way.

"But I'll do the reading another time," she told him, her expression warm. "For now, you need to go home. Your parents are worried about you. They're calling your friends, your boyfriend...You need to show them you're okay."

There was a pause as she looked at Billy with a wry smirk, wanting to make things a little lighter for him. "Before they find you here and decide to accuse me of kidnapping"

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"Do we know how much longer The Road will take? Not that I'm worried or anything. I'm just getting hungry," Billy tried not to sound petulant, but it was hard. "Everyone else got to have wine."

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"Well, I am jealous. Getting past Geometry is going to be the end of me."

"I know some Yiddish, Hebrew," Billy started as if he was counting, tipping his head back. He technically knew Sokovian, but his parents didn't know that, no one did. He just found it coming out at odd moments, scaring even himself. "I guess English and French, but to be fair, my French teacher hardly spoke french. Why do you know so many?"

"Shapes I could understand, but then most of us Spellmans have a knack for sacred geometry," she replied, using his word with a small smirk. She gave a combination scoff and chuckle at the question. "I can likely speak any language you can name."

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pov: the coven is judging you

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Billy sighed in relief. His hands clung to the edge of the counter, head hanging low as the heat died down, the smoke slowly began wafting away, no longer intruding and growing over head.

"My dad's a huge cook," Billy said. "I never really got it, but I hate when he grills. Like, so much."

While still trying to pat out the flames herself, Lilia stretched over to grab the pan lid and passed it to Billy.

"Here." The flames were persistent but at least they weren't spreading. Dampening the towel, Lilia threw the wet fabric on top of the flames completely, the fire dying down quickly. She let out a sigh of relief. "Witches and fire; historically, we don't mix," she concluded, a little breathless. "If it's not a candle or a stovetop, I don't want to know"

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"I don't know, really, I just - yes, I am," Billy started and cut himself off again. He vaguely remembered that he could levitate now, but the memory was far and enough away that he couldn't quite access it, blood loss and steady trains of thought didn't seem to mix well.

His arms tightened around the hero's shoulders, looking down with aw. The way the wind moved, the ground yo-yoing to them and away, it was so cool. "Yeah. I'm totally fine. Dizzy but fine."

"Well yeah, how else would we get up there?" Peter asked, already chalking the confusion and surprise up to blood loss and the excitement of...well part of a building crumbling down just a few minutes ago. In the next moment Billy was holding on, and maybe seeming a little more nervous about the idea. Not the first person to suddenly second guess traveling by webs, but it wasn't like Peter was going to make him climb all the way up along a fire escape or something either. He nodded and moved his grip slightly, "Okay, ready?" there was a brief pause and-

-thwip.

Peter pulled them both up off the ground and into the air with one pull on the web, the swing already pulling them a few stories up, "Still okay?" he asked, turning slightly to release the one web and shoot another to pull them higher up.

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Jen: oh yeah, why not just ask your Auntie Agnes for help instead of bothering me! Billy: Agatha isn't always haunting me you know. Jen: Please, where is she then? Billy: Bothering her beard.

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"I do have something," Billy agreed carefully. How much was he willing to reveal? He had an inkling Tommy was around here, which meant he'd be here until he found him, which, in turn, meant he had every chance to keep running into Spider-Man. It had already happened so many times. "But it's new. I don't have the best control and it has already hurt people, so I'm not trying to help people right now, I'm just trying to learn.'

Peter was quiet a moment before tilting his head, "Trust me, I definitely know having the suit or not, or a different look at all, isn't what makes heros." he had that lesson and talk what felt like ages ago now, "And having one isn't what makes Sam a hero, and it wasn't what made Tony one either, or Captain Rogers. What they did made them that, not what they were wearing. I was just wondering if you had something or not since a lot of people seem to have one when they can do stuff and help people. That's all." because he was sure that Billy could do stuff. Exactly what that "stuff" was, Peter was a lot more unsure about.

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Ask my muse invasive questions! Nothing is off limits and they have to answer honestly-

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"Hang on to - hang on to you?" Billy asked. Okay well damn. He wasn't all that great at thinking at the moment, or he probably wouldn't have taken out the damn shard in the first place. He instinctively grabbed on, wrapping an arm around Spider-Man's shoulders. "Oh jeeze, oh g-d. I'm holding."

Right, that was a double no on the paramedics then, he really wasn't kidding that he didn't like hospitals. The commotion going on over all probably wasn't helping much either. Crowds of people and really loud sirens didn't make being stabbed feel any better, even if it was just with glass and not a knife, "Okay, then let's find a better spot." Peter agreed, stepping over next to Billy and reaching over to hold onto him, and be careful not to press against the injury, "I'm just going to move us next door, so it won't be far or long in the air. Hang on, okay? It's faster than people always think it is." he warned.

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