After they've finished cleaning up post-meal, Jonathan sheepishly admits he'd prefer for Lucas to stay home while he naps and wait for him to go out shopping. He expresses how it would be too awkward for him to wake up alone in someone else's apartment, in far too many nervous words. Consenting to his request, Lucas ends up lounging on the sofa, doing some research on his laptop computer while Jonathan burrows into his bed and immediately passes out like the sleep-deprived child he is.
Leaving a few tabs open with a couple of different recipes for dishes he's considering making for dinner tonight, Lucas ends up sifting through 2-3 bedroom apartment listings in the general vicinity.
'I know I try to be easygoing when I can get away with it, but getting this comfortable with the idea of living with a complete stranger so quickly is a bit odd even for me..? Whatever, if I'm gonna have this much money to burn, having a few different apartments spread throughout the city is a good idea. He seems like a good enough kid, and he probably can't legally sign any paperwork to rent a place himself even if he did have the money for it. I'll just let him pick wherever he likes, I won't feel the difference financially as long as he keeps it reasonable. Why do I get the sneaking suspicion he'd rather not be alone though...'
Lucas leaves about a dozen different tabs with apartment listings open before shifting his attention to making an itinerary for the next few days.
'No way there's enough time in just one afternoon to get everything, so I guess a quick pass for a few outfits, go get a few essentials, then the grocery store? Can worry about more in-depth tomorrow, sign a few leases and then fill 'em with furniture... Bah. Didn't have anyone I wanted to keep in contact with so I didn't bother replacing this body's original owner's busted phone. Guess I should get a pair now though, if I'm gonna pay for everything for the kid the least he can do is keep in touch. Hmm, I guess you're still ignoring me 427?'
[...I can hear you whether I like it or not.]
Lucas is greatly amused by this discovery, mentally noting it for future trolling. There will probably be singing involved.
'Hah! Feeling a bit better now? I really am sorry though, I didn't think it was even possible for you to get that mad.'
[…I'm still mad at you. But, apology accepted, I suppose.]
'Good good. So, what were you up to, anyway? I doubt you were just quietly sulking the whole time.'
Closing the lid on his laptop, Lucas slides it back onto the coffee table and gets comfy on the sofa, attention fully directed at the conversation in his head.
[Well, I don't exactly have much to do when there are no GDV tasks in the area and you're enjoying leisure time... So I was working on my promise from this morning.]
'Eh? Oh! My villain name! Heheh, mad at me but still thinking about me, who's the tsundere here?'
[Don't you dare.]
'Fine fine, I'll behave, for now at least. So? Any good ideas? I've been too distracted and completely forgot...'
[Mmm, my personal preference so far has been Xenoclast. You're an outsider from the normal inhabitants of this world, also, enhanced strength is often attributed with stone, metal, and such.]
'OH! I love it! I'll run it by Jon later and see what he thinks too.'
[...You really have gotten acclimated to having him around surprisingly quickly. I take it you've decided to take him on as your sidekick then?]
'!!! Good idea! Wait, would dragging him around for GDV tasks be weird, it'd have to raise his suspicions eventually right?'
[You seriously didn't even think about it!? You really were just prepared to raise him as a GDV printing factory? Also, to be fair, he seems to have already determined you're a good person given how quickly he decided to completely trust you.]
'Oh. Um. Yeah. I could probably just straight up tell him I'm a hero instead of a villain and it's not like he'd turn me in to anyone if I keep up spoiling him. I probably shouldn't just casually hand him blackmail material like that though, huh. Wait, do villains even have sidekicks? Don't they just have like... Henchmen or minions or something? Hah, interns?'
[Wouldn't one of the main incentives of being a villain be doing whatever you want anyway? How long are you gonna let him sleep anyway, you're gonna have a busy enough day as it is and I'm sure he's not going to wake up on his own anytime soon?]
Furrowing his brows, Lucas tries to remember at what time the nap protocols were engaged. Turning his attention over to the digital clock on his cable box, he quickly gets up off the sofa.
'Oh, it's been a bit over an hour, hasn't it? Ah, before I head out, is it really okay for me to spend all that money as I see fit? Boss System isn't gonna suddenly change its mind and want to take it back or something right?'
427 stifles a laugh at the poor Superhero Enhancement System's nickname which seems to be sticking.
[Yes, it's really all yours. Before you go burning it casually, do keep in mind you should probably start up your own organization rather than working freelance so to speak. Particularly so as you already aren't going to be working solo. Also, a personally motivated charitable non-profit wouldn't stand out even as a villain, you wouldn't be the only one. Considering how quickly you took the first homeless supe you came across under wing, you could start an orphanage for supes, calling it a screening process for interns if that's what you wish to call them.]
Freezing in place while mid-step towards his bedroom, Lucas's face lights up with understanding and excitement.
'So THAT is why I'm getting so much funding!? Oh oh, this is actually pretty cool? Heheh, if I'm gonna front as an ineffective villain, setting myself up as a rich second generation with weird hobbies is perfect. And! We can set up schooling for the orphanage as a training program, and figure out a way of encouraging them to not just be complete assholes! This is way better than just being some vanilla-ass normal hero, I'm kinda looking forward to it all now.'
[...As long as you're happy. Even without actively going out to do tasks in person, setting up an orphanage with a school will probably generate a continuous amount of GDV. Of course, regularly completing tasks is highly advised.]
'Yeah yeah yeah. We can worry about that later. Time to go harass Jon out of bed and waste some money!'
Barging into his bedroom, Lucas throws the door wide open. The handle slams into the wall leaving a dent, as the doorstop can't handle the force applied and breaks, taking a small portion of the bottom of the door with it.
"RISE AND SHINE BRAT!" Lucas's shout proves even louder than the sound of the door slamming into the poor innocent wall.
Jonathan sits up slowly, blinking at Lucas a few times before yawning and stretching.
'...How did he survive this long?'
[...A question for the ages.]
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Lucas kills this chapter: 0
Lucas total kills: 4
Lucas deaths this chapter: 0
Lucas total deaths: 4
Lucas current GDV: 4.2
Jonathan current GDV: .63
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Little character theater:
Jonathan, bearer of bedhead: Oh, time to get up already?
Lucas, torn between laughing and crying yet again: Just how much do you trust me?
427, mostly calmed down: [Maybe we shouldn't bother trying to get him to work as your sidekick.]
Author, openly grinning: Don't worry Lucas, you'll wish he'd go back into lazy mode again before long. At least he won't be hyperactive forever.
Once they've both settled in on the patched-up sofa, Lucas goes over the mess of tabs he left open in his web browser with Jonathan while talking about his thoughts for their itinerary planned for today and tomorrow. Jonathan provides aggressive support for all recipes displayed, with the roast pork even earning active drool.However, when going over apartments, Jonathan starts expressing reluctance when Lucas indicates he should pick a place out for himself."Oh, it's just. Um, could we, um, for at least a little while… I mean, I should at least learn to cook first? I know not forever, but, um, c-could you at least help me get my bearings a bit b-before I'm on my own?" As Jonathan manages to somehow vaguely hint at his request, he reverts into fidget mode. He turns his head away to the side, not looking at Lucas nor t
"Oho, what do we have here?" As Lucas approaches, both the hooligan and Jonathan have expressions mixed with both confusion and surprise. The older teen starts to straighten up, however, before he has a chance to start acting like a tough guy Lucas has already reached out for the duffel bag. "Good good, I was just thinking I could use some fun. Thanks."Without any pomp and circumstance, Lucas simply grabs the straps of the duffel bag and turns back around to leave the way he came. Both teens are shocked at this brazen behavior, frozen in place for a few moments. Once the would-be-vandal fully realizes the situation, he goes to catch up to Lucas."Fuck you, give that back." Spitting this out, he gets cut off by Lucas suddenly spinning around and swinging the duffel bag at him. His eyes widen as far as they can in the brief mo
Having made it to the subway station in a trip that could largely be considered uneventful by local standards, Lucas and Jonathan are waiting a bit behind the big yellow line indicating a safe waiting distance. Lucas had certainly gotten some odd looks on the way here, but a bright smile was consistently sufficient to have them turn away.Starting from the top of the stairs, all the way through the turnstiles and down to the tracks themselves, every available surface is so densely covered in layered graffiti that the original tile color is unknown. Not even the ceiling was spared, somehow, which is now holding Lucas's undivided attention. Well, not quite undivided, it's too much of a challenge to ignore the smell.'Seriously though, how did they get up there? Some supe did it right? I'd say it's a waste, but I can't reall
With one final loud screeching of protestation from its brakes, the subway train comes to a complete stop. Once the doors slowly open, a few scattered groups of people enter and exit the various train cars. The door that Lucas and Jonathan are waiting near has a trio of people walk out, one of them elbowing Lucas on the way past.Not even acknowledging them, he takes a deep breath to calm himself. Instead of achieving nirvana, he ends up further tied to the plights of mortality by the pungent bouquet emanating from the foul remnants of human selfishness and indifference.Recovering from his existential-crisis-triggered coughing fit, Lucas turns towards Jonathan, who seems to have a final exam's worth of questions written on his face while staring at him."Ahem. Ah yes,
The rest of their journey through the subway system is largely uneventful. Jonathan merrily amuses himself, Lucas is awkwardly trying to make heads and tails of recent events, and the physical manifestation of chemically enhanced depression continues his noisy slumber.Disembarking at the station that Lucas is pretty sure is closest to MF Fashion Boutique, the adventures of unemployment man continues on the journey alone. Someone that was going to enter that particular train car heard him from outside the door and simply went elsewhere.As Lucas looks around the area he can't help but comment."Oh, by comparison, this platform is lacking in both art and aroma. Truly a pity.""R-rather than lacking, I'd
Eventually, Lucas manages to compose himself. Before exiting the alley, however, he turns to face Jonathan with a grin."Hey, wanna find out if you're faster than an explosion?" As he says this, Lucas shakes the two cans of spray paint in front of Jonathan.Initially, Jonathan's expression is faintly confused. Before long though, he ends up with an even larger grin."Oh! Oh! What do you have in mind?" As he asks this, Jonathan initiates overly-energetic mode, his desire for mischief self-evident. He's nearly prancing in place, distinctly reminiscent of a dog that just got asked if it wants to go out for a walk.Stifling a laugh at Jonathan's enthusiasm, Lucas goes back into the alley and holds both spray cans ou
Having recently arrived at a major four-way intersection, Lucas and Jonathan stare up at the massive building diagonally across from them. Multi-tiered stone steps lead up to a corner entrance, its double-wide glass doors are held open with large free-standing signs with the store's current promotional information on them. Above the broad entryway is a sign with "MF Fashion Boutique" written in a large and elegant font.The outer walls are completely transparent, the floor-to-ceiling windows showing that every floor has a double-height ceiling. The first six floors display a mix of tables and myriad racks on racks of merchandise, with the occasional male mannequin or other such promotional displays. Beyond these six floors, the remaining ones still have a few promotional displays, however, there are walls covered in posters and tapestries blocking off further sight inside behind the
As Jonathan diligently takes inventory of every single style of clothing on the first floor, Lucas is slowly being buried under a mountain of fabric. Not that he has been putting up any resistance, if anything he keeps verbally directing Jonathan to grab more things in his size as well. While he is unaffected by the weight of what he is carrying, he feels tired from watching Jonathan zipping back and forth.[...Are you two planning on buying the entire store?]'Pfft, look how excited he is. Besides, we both should probably have several changes of clothes left at each of the apartments we get tomorrow anyway, so no harm in getting a bit extra. A lot extra. This really is a lot, isn't it?'[Just how do you plan on getting it all home?]