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Can you imagine that moves into your parchment? Scott Summers, something tall, lasers, producing laughter.

(it's just because he is stupid, but god, he is finding this absolutely hilarious, snorts and his gremlin giggles coming out of him before he hides his face against the leg, he's so freaking red.)

[Mikey just how drunk are you.

But then again, Scott curls over him as his own laughter continues, increasing until he's having difficulty breathing. Send help, please.]

M-Mikey, fuck man.

(that knee is getting a little wet with the tears from all the laughing, he just grew a whole abs row with all of it.)

Oh, see, I should never drink!!!

[Only Mikey can grow abs from laughing--]

No shit, who let you drink?

[He somehow manages, desperately trying to get air back in his lungs so that he can fucking breathe. Imagine that, passing out because he laughed too much. Fuck, he'd never live it down.]

(tiny hands go to scott's cheeks, where he squeezes them together to create a fish '3' face.)

You did.

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[Hey!!!! Mean!!

Scott tries to protest, but of course, he can only make 'fish' noises to accompany the face he's currently making. Being forced to make, honestly!!]

Mik-mumph.

[He's really not protesting as hard as he could...]

Don't be cute.

(impossible? you're the one making him be cute? but he'll drop the hands, giggling and sitting back up.)

[Cute?? He looks like a fish!!

Scott probably doesn't help though with how he snorts, a smile still in place even as he rolls his eyes when Mikey pulls back and sits up.]

...Hey Mikey. [Maybe it's dumb to suddenly get emotional and shit, but... he's been wanting to say this for a while now, ever since he invited Scott over.] Thank you, for all this.

No worries. I see you as my people. All your burdens, your worries, and your problems are mine too, Summers. There's no way I'm just going to leave you on your own.

(which is rich, coming from manjiro, but you know. it's a role thing.)

[There's a flush that starts painting his cheeks, matching the glasses that always adorn the young mutant's face because fucking hell. Why does Mikey always have to be so charming?? He always makes Scott feel better about himself... he really is something, huh?

...Being called as one of his people means so much too. There's a strange little warmth in his chest, one that isn't unfamiliar, but maybe something he really only feels around people that he really likes.]

You... you know you can rely on me too, okay?

[Because he doesn't know what else to say in the face of such kind honesty.]

Yep, I know.

(he does in his own terms - but like, he knows. he wouldn't ever accept what he is doing for scott if it were the other way around, he wouldn't ever let anyone think he's not okay enough. that said, he knows he can count on scott for everything else. that's enough and a lot coming from manjiro.)

Speaking of my people, you know who really should be here? My little sister. She'd be hitting us with a frying pan right about now, it's late already.

[Scott just gonna believe Mikey here, 100%. No doubts that the gang leader would come to him if something were to happen. ...Especially that curse thing that Takemitchy mentioned, but for right now, that thought stays in the back of his mind. Nothing to worry about.

Look how happy Mikey is.]

Seriously? You'd let her boss you around? [He laughs lightly, egging Mikey on a little but not being mean spirited about it.] ...My older brother would probably agree though. Say something annoying like 'Scott, go to bed already, no one needs to hear you talk more.'

[He tries to deepen his voice just a little when mimicking Alex.]

Dude, we were both raised by Shinichiro, she might be the most gangster woman alive in Tokyo right now. She goes to ToMan gathering and everything.

(and she is so cute... he loves her SO much.

it's funny to hear about it, though. family is such an important thing in manjiro's heart that he can't help but giggle at the impersonation.)

How much older?

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So, she's you, but way cuter.

[Scott lightly jokes as he tries to imagine a younger girl version of Mikey. Honestly, not too hard to envision. But seriously, if she's related to Mikey, she's probably really badass and cool in her own way. She'd probably kick his ass still and Scott's fine with admitting that, only because she's Mikey's sibling.

He leans back on his hands again, face contemplative as he thinks about Alex.]

Alex? He's... 20 years older than me.

[A huge age gap, yeah. Alex is his older brother and everything, but often times, Scott feels like an only child. Or just... Alex feels more like a mentor figure than a brother he can easily tease and everything. It's sometimes weird, but it's just how it is.] He doesn't even live with me. I mean, he shouldn't, or else he'd be a huge loser.

[Who wants a 36 year old brother in their house!! Not Scott!! HUFF.]

More~or less. She can fight the basics, my grandpa put her to learn as soon as she moved in, she cares more about one motorcyclist rather than motorcycles -- and she looks only sorta like me. She's my half-sister. Apparently, there are 4 of us siblings. Dunno, I was figuring that part out, and then I ended up here 'n all.

(izana, what a complicated situation. last he found out, he's emma's half-brother, which makes him part of the family tree... and someone who had her hit with a baseball bat in the head. very confusing part of it all, and he barely processed it.

shinichiro knew. emma knew. mikey-- knew? it seems almost like he just never internalized the information.)

... Really? Shinichiro lived with us, and he's 10 years older than me. Why a loser? What he's like?

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[...Talk about some complicated family relationships, but at least they got along well enough? Scott of course knows of Mikey's older brother and he mentioned his younger sister now, so he wonders who the last sibling is. Maybe his friend just never got around to mentioning them-- least favorite sibling syndrome. Ouch.]

Just meant that older siblings should be out of the house at a certain age, find their own girlfriend and shit. We have our parents, so not like he needed to stick around for me.

[Even if Scott sometimes wanted Alex to stick around more, spend time with him. It's whatever. Alex has his own life and he has his. ...At least his brother still cared enough to bring him to Xavier's after his powers started up; his parents were completely useless in that regard. He's pretty sure that they're glad he's attending a boarding school now.]

He's 70% a loser. [Scott starts, almost snorting, but... something eases in the teen, a small smile replacing some of that angst that was creeping on him.] But he's a hero and everything. Has his life all figured out, probably going to do some cool things.

[He's the one that's going to amount to something, not Scott.]

Huh. There isn't usually that rush for us, unless you want to study or work in another city, or if you're getting married or something.

(and the cultural differences show once again! it's funny, isn't it? manjiro always finds it amusing when these things happen, like a little reminder that they're from different places, different worlds, and it actually makes him smile a little bit.)

A hero? Motherfucker, you could be a superhero. You shoot lasers from your eyes and shit, ain't that incredible by itself? What's that 40% about?

(#math genius)

Oh, guess it's cool if it's normal in Japan.

[Scott responds, one shoulder lifting in a casual shrug. Culture differences and everything... Scott can respect that. Maybe Alex would've stayed longer if they lived in Japan-- okay, that's going way too much in 'what if' territory. The reality is he lived in Ohio and his brother was off somewhere else and making a difference, until he came to bring him to Xavier's.

And geez, Mikey has to go and say something like that. He knows his friend is drunk, but he also knows that he's completely sincere in his comment as well and that thought makes Scott warm. Maybe he shouldn't make a big deal out of it, because it's not like he did anything to get eye lasers, but it still means a whole lot because Mikey believes in him.

Scott doesn't know what to say at first, suddenly overcome with stupid feelings, but then the other part of Mikey's sentence fully registers in his mind and--]

40 percent?? [He laughs, because dude.] It's 30% percent, man. This is like simple math Mikey.

Stop focusing on the wrong thing!!! I TOLD YOU I AM NOT--- HEHEHEHE-- GRADUATING --- hihihihi.

(ok, that actually hurts his stomach all over again with all the laughter that he can't stand to sit, he has to go back to the floor again, and this time, he's pulling his friend with him.)

Listen here, you little shit, if I can do the younger brother reaching older brother's heights, so can you, alright.

I'm totally focusing on that--

[But Scott's interrupted by his own laughter as he's suddenly tugged to the somewhat hard floor. He lands with a slight oof, but the teen is still in high spirits, his laugh warm and loud as he snickers next to Mikey.]

Alright alright, but I'm never gonna let you live this down.

(his back is wonderfully supported against the floor. he's never sitting up again, this is so comfortable, and the world spins, spins, spins, and makes it even funnier.)

Fine, fine, this is why we have people in gangs that are smart and shit, you know, that ain't my department.

Just leave the punching to you, right?

[He definitely wouldn't leave the thinking to Mikey-- okay, he wouldn't say it that way, so maybe just the math. Yeah, he wouldn't leave anything math related to the gang leader.]

...And the speeches. [The leadership, the morale boosting. Because that's how Scott always feels when he's around Mikey. He's someone that really pulls others up when they're feeling like crap. Scott knows how that feels, being the recipient of that at least twice now.]

Oh, all of us can punch. More like, leave the insane kicking to me.

(sometimes, him butting in isn't even necessary. all of them can fight just right - mikey just happens to be the ex-machina that wins.

but he laughs, because scott has never heard a speech from him, not really. never seen mikey atop the stairs of the shrine where the manji gathers, speaking to his people for that boost and decision making.)

I'm more like... The winning factor, and the deciding vote. Think of it like the yakuza - you have the boss, and then the divisions, and the captains and vice-captains of those divisions, a mediator, a treasurer depending-- it's structured as hell!

Yeah yeah, you're an unstoppable fighting machine.

[Scott jokes with slight fond exasperation, not really thinking twice about stating something like that. It's a compliment, right? He thinks so, besides, it's not untrue.]

So, like the mafia. [He doesn't know much about yakuza besides them being like... Japanese mafia or something and the more Mikey says, the more he thinks he's right about that assumption. Maybe different terms, but basically the same roles and structure.]

And you're the crime boss.

[That should be scary, but Scott continues to lie next to Mikey with that easy smile, totally comfortable around the other teen. He folds his hands behind his head as he stares at the ceiling, briefly thinking how life has led him to this particular moment, but too much thinking. Instead, he feels a wave of exhaustion hitting him, his eyes almost tugging shut as he tries to pay attention to the conversation.]

Just don't leave severed horse heads in people's beds...

Yeah, kinda like it, except-- minus crime, more protection.

(funny, because mikey would never be (as far as he knows) for that bullshit. drugs? weapons? involving civilians? not for him. not for them. what he wants is a new era, a place where they can reign fairly, honorably, be together, be. that's why the trail of blood is formed behind him. not for bullshit, but for a future for those who don't belong anywhere else.

so, there's a smile from him as he thinks about it, his place in the world, his goddamn dream. it could light up the room.

but exhaustion is taking manjiro too, and the most comfortable thing right now is scott's shoulder and chest, so that's where he finds himself next, an arm thrown on the boy for further comfort, asleep aside from the last words he speaks.)

I'll do my best.

(zzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZzzzzz)

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