Shenanigans!

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[isaymechro]

[ She takes it, and shakes it at him in a scolding manner as she speaks ]

Not to mention I'd come back as a ghost and haunt your sorry ass.

[nostalgiabomb]

I'd-- hate to burst your bubble? But you'd be the least intimidating ghost in the world.

I mean, like, Casper the Friendly Ghost levels of scary.

[isaymechro]

You say that, but I'm gonna hang out in your bedroom and make commentary to your shipmates whenever you and Maya do the do.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He can't help it-- he laughs. But then he stifles it as best he can. ]

You think that, but I'm pretty sure you'd mostly be watching in silent wonder.

[isaymechro]

Silent wonder at what? How much she tops the hell out of you?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ SAY NOTHING, PETER. DON'T GIVE IT AWAY. ]

Mostly you'd be busy taking notes, like, "I never thought to put my tongue there, or, "That's a clever way to use cables," but how a ghost could utilize the many things you'd learn from the two of us, I'll never know.

[isaymechro]

You're way too full of yourself, Petes.

And yes, I'm going to call you that for the rest of forever.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ That grimace returns in full force. ]

I want the record to show that I will object to it every day until my dying breath.

[ He sighs again, looking around the room, and he lets his annoyance slip away. ]

I didn't think you'd get so much done this soon.

[isaymechro]

Hey, come on. I'm the greatest engineer alive, remember? Welding bookshelves is kid stuff.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He runs a hand along the edge of one of the shelves, giving it an appraising look. ]

If it's just kid stuff, that means we don't gotta pay you, right?

[isaymechro]

All right then, hot shot. You do it.

[ she holds her welding tool out to him, eyebrows arched and expression expectant ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Aaaand his hands go up. ]

Nope, alright, you're the expert.

[isaymechro]

Yeah, I thought so.

[ She sets the welder down and finally opts to take a swig of her water, inspecting her handiwork. ]

After I get these puppies all welded into place, I'm gonna put some plexiglass doors on 'em so books don't go flying everywhere in whatever epic space battles you all get yourselves into.

[nostalgiabomb]

Thank God for that. I seriously wasn't looking forward to playing fifty-two card pickup with Maya's books every time we hit an ion storm.

Well, it'd probably be more like a bajillion card pickup. Have you seen her collection?

[isaymechro]

Not since she started rolling with you. I dunno if you remember, but we didn't exactly have our own rooms back in the HQ.

Why, has it, like, freakin' exploded?

[nostalgiabomb]

Yes. [ Well, by Peter's standards, anyway. ]

I mean, I still don't get the appeal, but it's like, I know she's not gonna give 'em up, so better to get them shelved than have them flying around the place and beaming Drax in the head, you know?

[isaymechro]

[ She's got a hand on her mask, almost ready to pull it back down over her face, but his remark makes her pause. ]

Man oh man, have you got it bad.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He's eyeing another shelf when she speaks, and he blinks at her words. ]

Huh? Got what bad?

[isaymechro]

You ever think in a million years that you'd be putting a library in your ship?

[nostalgiabomb]

Well... no, but we had the space, and Gamora and Drax seemed to like the idea.

[isaymechro]

Yeah, but what's the real reason you're putting a library in your ship?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He doesn't dignify that question with an answer. ]

What's your point, Short Round?

[isaymechro]

Hold on to your potatoes, Doctor Jones. I'm gettin' there. Answer my question, first.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He pulls a face, but after a second of glowering, he finally answers reluctantly. ]

Maya. You and I both already know that.

[isaymechro]

Yeah, and when I say "you got it bad", I mean you got a bad case of "I'm gonna let this lady do whatever she wants as long as it makes her happy".