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[moneyballer]

username: I CAN B UR DADDY

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[badnewsboy]

[ he will totally roam!!! and get into trouble!!!! MISCHIEF ]

Um
OK

You're not going to pretend to be my dad or anything, right?
He's kind of a jerk.

[ hopefully this makes you rethink some things, Asher. like your choices. ]

[moneyballer]

[...Oh.

Christ.]

no!!! hell no

[He is naive to trust a trickster immediately, but he does.

That's okay, Asher will be kind today. When children are around, he minds his manners just the tiniest bit.]

fyi im kind of gross bcuz ive been gettin swole as of late, hope datz tight

[badnewsboy]

That's tight!!!

[ ?????????????? ]

Where has this swole been happening?

[ you know, the next logical question. he's totally seventeen, see. he's asking about the swole. ]

[moneyballer]

ummmm sumwhere else but ive been walkin around!

so im at the kitchens actually, haha

[He was going to get himself some alcohol, but, heyyyy. Not a good idea to be drunk around children, especially magical ones.]

[badnewsboy]

OK, I'll go to the kitchen. Let's get swole together!
Get me a shaken milk.

[ whatever, he's an Asgardian. Asgardians put booze in baby bottles. ]

[action]

[moneyballer]

[As promised, Asher leans against one of the many counters in the kitchen with a milkshake set beside him. He wasn't sure what flavor would be to the child's liking, so he chose chocolate, something that pretty much everyone seems to like.

He's clad in all black, a strange color palette for Mr. Millstone, who personally feels that the dark hue washes him out. Arms folded across his chest, the young lawyer-to-be waits in his sleeveless training getup for the child. Loki will notice that the young man prefers his pants and shirts to be fitted properly, even the ones he'd sweat through at the gym.

A part of Asher isn't entirely certain that this was a good idea... Curiosity kills the cat, I suppose.]

[badnewsboy]

[ IT'S A SMALL THING THAT peeks his head in through the double doors of the kitchen, covered in a cowl and then a hood. it's like he's so used to being in trouble, that he has to enter like he might be in trouble (given, it's generally his fault when it comes to his own brand of mischief). ]

Oh, hello.

[ he really shouldn't be taking milkshakes from strangers. ]

You're the fellow with the curious display name?

[ short, very short, long and gangly, and skinny. not only small for a god, but small for a human for a kid of fourteen years old. from his hands and feet, it looks like he has some late blooming growing to do. ]

[moneyballer]

Oh, yeah! I'm-

[BIG DADDY
🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆
😫💦]

I am him, yes.

[oh boy]

[badnewsboy]

Is that what you're really called? The name you were given?

[ and he makes a grab for that milkshake—it's for him, it's his now!!!

Loki has absolutely no qualms with getting into people's personal spaces. ]

[moneyballer]

No. God no.

[can u imagine just being called DADDY from the day u were born

an infant, a fetus

named daddy]

It's-

[He stops mid-sentence, observing Loki's younger self sip on that straw.]

Does it matter to you, really?