MHA #2 | Wednesday

[knife_bender]

Diego and Annie had gotten back pretty late last night and immediately flopped into bed. They were both covered in bruises, Diego had a concussion and Annie had emotionally been put through the wringer. They were due for some actual sleep. 

It was later than usual when Diego managed to get out of bed, and shuffle out to get coffee from the kitchen, still limping slightly from being thrown around by Stormfront. He had gotten a mug out of the cabinet and was half-turned towards the coffee machine when he noticed a bald lady mannequin sitting at his kitchen table.

"Oh, Jesus!" And now there was a broken mug on the floor. Thanks, Dolores.

[Creepy mannequin girlfriend modded with permission. Post is open for people wanting to check in on Diego and/or Annie]

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[apocalypsehow]

Well, Diego had wanted to know more about him, hadn't he?

So there was Dolores.

Five didn't knock like a normal person, instead, he teleported into the kitchen to pour himself some coffee before going to check on the pair. "You both look like shit."

[knife_bender]

"We're aware." Very painfully aware. "You owe me a coffee mug."

[apocalypsehow]

"For what?"

[knife_bender]

"Your girlfriend made me drop mine," he said. "What the hell is she doing in my kitchen anyway?"

[apocalypsehow]

"She doesn't want to be cooped up in the dorm I'm stuck in," Five replied with a shrug. "And I thought your plant needed company."

He could have watered it. Didn't, though.

[knife_bender]

"The plant is half-dead," Diego said. "How was paintball on Friday?"

[apocalypsehow]

"Your ridiculous text distracted me," Five replied. He'd get his revenge on McGarrett.

[knife_bender]

"It wasn't ridiculous, it was awesome." Totally no trauma involved at all. He certainly wouldn't be thinking about a person committing suicide in front of him ever again. Nope.

[apocalypsehow]

Yeah, that sounded about right for their family.

"It was a human hand."

[knife_bender]

"Yeah, I needed it to open doors," he said. "Had to do a whole jailbreak thing for Annie."

"At least the guy was already dead when I took the hand off?"

[apocalypsehow]

Five made a face that said: who hadn't done that once or twice before?

"Well, good job on not dying."

[knife_bender]

"Annie thinks you were worried about me." Which clearly could not be true in any way whatsoever.

[apocalypsehow]

Five scoffed even though he had been. Worried and annoyed. "She's really such an only child."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Thank you, Five, it's nice to see you, too," Annie greeted him dryly, raising her mug in a little toast.

At least she was too tired to have the reflexes to do more than just blink a little at his arrival.

[apocalypsehow]

"I thought you were supposed to be bulletproof," Five remarked, finding a seat.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I am," Annie said lightly. And she'd even proven it for the first time recently! "But I pissed off some other, bigger bulletproof people."

Figuratively speaking. Stormfront probably barely cleared five feet.

You know, back when she'd been...able to stand.

[apocalypsehow]

"Well, next time be ready to hit back harder," Five replied like that was the best plan for all things. Just complete aggro.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I mean, we won," Annie couldn't help but note. "We just took a couple hits in the process. I got to kick a Nazi in the teeth."

Diego had the story about the dick and the hand; Annie had Almond Joys and Nazi-kicking. No one had normal stories here, no.

[apocalypsehow]

Five could share how he made sure the Hindenburg went down!

"A Nazi?"

If Diego time travelled, they were all screwed.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"A Nazi. Friends with Hitler and everything," Annie shared. "She's like a hundred years old or something."

So no, no time-traveling. Just immortal superheroes.

[apocalypsehow]

"Oh." Five said like that was less concerning than what he thought happened. "I'm sure Diego enjoyed that."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"He got to blind her," Annie said proudly. "It's been a busy few days." Since, yeah, this effectively had nothing to do with that concerning hand photo Five had received. "But, like, how many people can say they've fought an actual Nazi?"

[apocalypsehow]

"Millions of people during the second world war?" That one triangle shaped teacher at Paintball?

[defenderofdesmoines]

"People who are my age, in the year 2021," Annie amended with a roll of her eyes.

But yes, also the triangle-shaped Paintball teacher. Annie would need to find a way to shoehorn that into some hero worship bring that up.

"I'm sorry if Diego worried you," she added, looking sincere about that.

[apocalypsehow]

"I wasn't worried." He was worried. "He says he hates everything about our father, but still playing out his goal of a superhero."