Johnny Storm (
fantastic_torch) wrote2009-07-11 05:57 pm
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Baxter Building; NYC; Johnny's room - Saturday night
Ever since leaving Fandom, and more importantly Savannah, Johnny loved his beer. Like more than usual. He also was kind of moody and cranky and his room was a mess. He didn't allow Sue in. Much.
So when he woke this morning to a scantily clad woman peering down at him, he had to chuckle. Leave it to Sue to hire hot help to kick his ass into shape.
The girl wasn't cleaning, however, she was climbing into bed with him.
"Whoa, wait there..." he said and scrambled to the other side until he slipped off and thudded to the floor.
"But Johnny, I thought you loved me," she teased with a grin, running her finger from her lip to her cleavage.
"Uh. Did I get trashed last night and can't remember what the hell happened?" If so? Shiiiiiiiit.
She shook her head. "No, not at all. But don't you recognize me? I'm your bud."
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The hours that followed were nearly mind numbing.
Currently he sat on his sofa and watched CNN. His Bud? On the seat next to him, making sure he had a fresh beer in hand.
Johnny was sort of in a chillaxed zoned out state of mind.
[[OOC: NFB, Open for phone calls!]]
So when he woke this morning to a scantily clad woman peering down at him, he had to chuckle. Leave it to Sue to hire hot help to kick his ass into shape.
The girl wasn't cleaning, however, she was climbing into bed with him.
"Whoa, wait there..." he said and scrambled to the other side until he slipped off and thudded to the floor.
"But Johnny, I thought you loved me," she teased with a grin, running her finger from her lip to her cleavage.
"Uh. Did I get trashed last night and can't remember what the hell happened?" If so? Shiiiiiiiit.
She shook her head. "No, not at all. But don't you recognize me? I'm your bud."
...
The hours that followed were nearly mind numbing.
Currently he sat on his sofa and watched CNN. His Bud? On the seat next to him, making sure he had a fresh beer in hand.
Johnny was sort of in a chillaxed zoned out state of mind.
[[OOC: NFB, Open for phone calls!]]
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"Yeah, that's me. Who's this?" His Bud kept messing with his hair. "Stop it," he whispered.
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He stood and stepped away from the television, his beer girl following him.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
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Yeah, Johnny wasn't so good at putting two and two together.
His Bud patted his shoulder reassuringly.
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The bear was not very smart.
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Johnny was pissed.
Bud girl was trying to sooth Johnny by rubbing his shoulders.
"Bud. Go away."
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"You won't set me on fire, Johnny gave me to you," Danny protested.
"I'm sure Johnny would forgive me if he knew what you were doing! Who are you talking to?!"
"Uhmm..."
Yes, this argument was loud and Savannah sounded very upset.
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"SAVANNAH!"
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"You didn't," she wailed at the human teddy bear before grabbing the phone. "You go sit down and don't move."
"But you look like you're going to cry," Danny argued. "Let me help."
"I think you've done enough," Savannah whispered, putting the phone to her ear. "Johnny?"
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"I wish I could, Johnny," she said softly, dropping onto her bed.
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He groaned.
"Johnny who is that?" Bud asked.
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And here she had been felling guilty when she hadn't even done anything wrong.
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She did because she sulked.
"No one?" he tried.
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"Really? Because that sounded suspiciously like a woman who is not Sue. And if I'm going to be in tears and feeling guilty because somehow, the teddy bear that you gave me the first Valentine's Day we were together woke up in bed with me as a very human man in a leather jacket who seems to think he's supposed to be taking care of me for you then I think I have every right to know if you have some bimbo at your place that I need to break the face of."
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"Sweetheart?" he cooed gently. "I think there's been a huge misunderstanding here. See... I woke up this morning to my Bud. As in my beer bottle. It is now a she and nothing happened at all. She's just making sure my beer is cold and fresh."
That sounded good, right?
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"Savannah, why are you crying?"
"Danny, sit down over there or you're going to be in a hell of a lot of trouble."
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Crying?
"Savannah, baby... are you crying?" Aw, god damn.
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"Yes you are!"
"Will you shut up already? You've caused enough trouble."
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He handed the phone to Bud, daring her to say something untoward.
"Hello? This is Bud," she said in a sweet voice.
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