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      What’re you staring at?

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I understand that you don’t like me,       but you need to understand that I don’t care.

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weaz:

     “What? The glasses weren’t a tip off?” He responded with a grin as he took a sip from his beer, “There’s worse things than being a nerd. And, lets be honest, with a friend like Deadpool I have a contractual obligation to know as many pop culture references as humanly possible.”

      “You don’t just know pop culture references, you know behind the scenes facts, which makes you a nerd.” His upper lip curled slightly at the mention of Deadpool, bristling out of a protective instinct. “Wilson’s just an ass with bad jokes,” he muttered.

      “Anyway, I don’t think bad vision synonymous with nerdery; Pym doesn’t wear glasses and-- did you hear something?”

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weaz:

     Over the past year, Weasel grew fond of Yellowjacket. Gradually finding himself looking forward to their monthly check-ups. This graduated to scheduling unnecessary appointments (though he always had a good excuse for them), until Yellowjacket reminded him how normal people hang out by inviting him out to drinks.

     Recently, things progressed to the point where Weasel started inviting Yellowjacket over to his place for movie night. Tonight, they were watching Hot Fuzz, with Weasel occasionally pointing out easter eggs, and fun facts about the movie.

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      Yellowjacket was enjoying having a friend. Not someone who saw him as an unfortunate part of Pym that needed to go away. Not someone who had to ignore the fact that he’d started out as Pym’s alter. Just a regular friend.

      Catching up on movies Yellowjacket had never managed to see was good, too, especially with Weasel’s added commentary. “You’re such a nerd,” he observed, fondly teasing.

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weaz:

     Weasel wanted to say that sacrificing a part of yourself for someone else was incompetent, but he knew the statement wouldn’t blow over well and held his tongue. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, buddy,” He responded, leaning against the table, “That’s all I need for today. Just come back in a month for a check up.”

       “You got it, friendo.” Yellowjacket gave a little two-fingered salute before grabbing his stuff. “Try not to miss me too much, m’kay?”

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weaz:

     “I’m not worried about the stunts breaking them, I’m worried about you breaking them. Your bones don’t usually break, but if you take a tumble the wrong way they can. It’s the same with the prosthetics,” Weasel sighed, “All I’m saying is to learn to walk before trying to somersault into a burning spaceship or whatever you do.”

      “Look, buddy, you’re good at your smart nerd shit, have a little faith that I’m good at what I do.” He nudged Weasel out of the way, then rolled forward, somersaulting off the bench. Yellowjacket turned to face Weasel again. “I’m not an idiot. I didn’t lose my legs from incompetence; it was to save a kid. I’ll keep myself out of major super fights if I can help it, but practicing kicks and flips and flying around is part of me getting to know this new tool.”

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weaz:

     “Usually,” Weasel pointed out, “I know it’s wasting my breath, but please try not to immediately do crazy acrobatics. You need time to learn the limits of the legs, and I don’t want you breaking them right after I made them.”

      Yellowjacket huffed, but couldn’t really say anything about that since obviously he couldn’t always avoid taking damage.

      “If these break from a few stunts then they’re not very good. Crazy acrobatics is at least half of why I do, pal.”

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     “I mean, I don’t know the definition of selfless.”

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weaz:

     Weasel nodded along as Yellowjacket talked, “Yeah. Let me know if anything feels off about the way the legs move, too. I can plan for a lot of things, but I’d have to be a psychic to be able to plan for everything someone like you could do to them.”

      “Oh, yeah, I can do a lot with legs.” Yellowjacket chuckled, a wry smirk on his face. “Usually faster than whatever’s getting thrown at them, though.”

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weaz:

     “Signs that the prosthetic is having any negative impact on your leg. A walk around the room isn’t likely to have any big impacts, but it seemed like good policy to check,” He shrugged, “I’m a mechanic not a doctor. I’m mostly winging this bit.”

      Yellowjacket grunted. “Guess we should schedule a follow-up of some kind then. If there’s abrasions or whatever, I’ll let you know so it can be adjusted.”

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// @weaz: -gets on his blog-

me:

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weaz:

     “It’s your leg, Yellowjacket. It’s not like I’m grabbing your dick,” Weasel snorted.

      “Yeah, well, it’s weird.” Yellowjacket crossed his arms. “What were you feeling for, anyway, besides finely sculpted thighs?”

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