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Nah. I'll just take the fall. Leave you out of it entirely.

[Isaac nudges Peter's shoulder with his own.]

Isn't that the agreement? I'll take punishment meant for you, heal over, and be fine in a few minutes.

[peter frowns for half a second, but covers it with a sip of coffee and a chuckle. there's no need to turn a conversation about an assault and a threesome that are never going to happen into something more serious.]

Not sure that taking my lumps counts falls under the umbrella of keeping me safe, but I guess the cause is noble.

And what cause could be more noble than love?

[But Isaac is grinning all the same, obviously a little sarcastic.]

Anyway- any plans for today?

[peter just rolls his eyes.]

Nope. Work isn't going to be any more interesting the third time around, so I figure fuck it. What're you doing?

The same thing we do every day, Pinky.

[Completely, utterly serious. Isaac takes another deep drink of coffee.]

Try to take over the world?

[isaac isn't the only one who watched the WB.]

[Keeping a straight face is the hardest thing he has ever had to do in his life.

Luckily, the coffee gives him a good excuse, and he lifts an eyebrow, shooting Peter a Look.]

Are you pondering what I'm pondering?

[this kid can deadpan with the best of them, and he's exploiting the hell out of this skill, because this conversation has suddenly become hysterical.]

I think so, but where are we going to find three pairs of fishnet stockings, a string of christmas lights and a rubber chicken?

Oh my god, Peter, I thought we dropped the threesome thing.

[Isaac gives a dramatic eyeroll.]

...wow, Isaac, I didn't know you were that into rubber chickens.

And here I thought the rubber chicken thing was for you.

Nah, I'm good. Fishnets, though.

[now is as good a time as any for a dramatic eyerake.]

[Now Isaac chokes on his coffee.]

Those are definitely for Steph.

[victory~ he grins into his mug.]

All three pairs? Jeeze.

You're imagining me in them right now, aren't you?

[He swats at Peter's shoulder.]

Peter.

Maybe.

[he doesn't even attempt to dodge.]

Not my fault you have nice legs.

I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that.

[Isaac rolls his eyes.]

Anyway- seriously, is there anything we can do today that wouldn't be a massive waste of time?

Suit yourself.

[he shrugs.]

If by 'not a massive waste of time' you mean 'something you won't have to redo tomorrow which will probably also be today' then...no, not really. That's why I was talking to Steph. It's probably all of us, we're all having the same day over and over.

Well, let's brainstorm.

[Isaac shrugs.]

The only thing that keeps moving on is our minds, right? So the only thing really worth doing is learning stuff to remember.

Good point. Has to be stuff you can straight up remember, though, since writing it down is pointless.

So how useful do you want to get? My teachable skills are mostly swearing in a couple languages and playing guitar.

[he can also speak the languages, but really, swearing is the significant part, right?]

Guitar sounds fun.

[He shrugs.]

We only have one though. I guess swearing is promising.

Only need one. Finish up your coffee, I'll show you. And we can get to the swearing in between. At least your fingers might callus up quick.

My fingers?

[He shakes his head, drinking the last of his coffee.]

Healing, remember?

Might not bother you at all then.

[he waggles the fingers of his left hand at isaac as though he hasn't noticed that the ends of peter's fingertips are all harder and smooth.]

Or it could just keep hurting.

[He rolls his eyes.]

Go on, get your guitar.

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