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dorksidefikerTitle: Freak
Fandom: MC2
Characters: Franklin Richards, Jonothon Starsmore
Prompt: 35. Strong
Word Count: 390
Rating: PG
Summary: In which Franklin is called on what he thinks.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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Franklin Richards sat in one corner of the nursery, watching Jonothon Starsmore fuss over his daughter. It was a surprisingly undignified thing to see the older telepath was doing, considering how hard he worked to project a hard, tough guy persona. After a great deal more making of funny noises and mutual assurances of love, young Christine Angela (never just Christine or Angela or any of the many diminutives, for reasons that Franklin still hadn’t figured out) finally drifted off, and the two telepaths made a quiet exit, lest they have to begin the nightly ritual all over again.
“She does well around-” Franklin began.
If you say ‘freaks’,” Jono warned, I will blast you.
“I was going to say ‘telepaths’,” the younger man said defensively.
But you were thinking ‘freaks’ because she didn’t scream at the sight of you./I> Jono quietly shut the door behind them. She’s spent her whole life around telepaths… and people like me, Artie, Leech, Angelo…. Have you said hi to Artie and Leech yet? he asked.
“No. I was going to, later.”
They’ll be glad to see you.
Franklin followed Jono down the hall. “I know what you’re trying to do,” he said. “But it’s not the same.”
Of course not, Jono said with false lightness. They were born that way, and you used to be able to pass for normal.
Franklin winced at the older telepath’s ‘tone’.
Your family is worried about you, Franklin. That’s why they sent you to me.
“I don’t think I can handle this,” the younger man said. “Since I was exposed to the cosmic radiation…. It’s not just my face, Jono. I’m getting more and more powerful, and I can’t keep out of other people’s heads anymore. Everything I used to know isn’t helping me anymore. My power’s just too strong.”
That’s why I had you come all the way out here,Jono explained. “Far away from everyone. Emma and I will teach you control again. And maybe to be a bit lest angsty.
Fandom: MC2
Characters: Franklin Richards, Jonothon Starsmore
Prompt: 35. Strong
Word Count: 390
Rating: PG
Summary: In which Franklin is called on what he thinks.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Link: My Table
Franklin Richards sat in one corner of the nursery, watching Jonothon Starsmore fuss over his daughter. It was a surprisingly undignified thing to see the older telepath was doing, considering how hard he worked to project a hard, tough guy persona. After a great deal more making of funny noises and mutual assurances of love, young Christine Angela (never just Christine or Angela or any of the many diminutives, for reasons that Franklin still hadn’t figured out) finally drifted off, and the two telepaths made a quiet exit, lest they have to begin the nightly ritual all over again.
“She does well around-” Franklin began.
If you say ‘freaks’,” Jono warned, I will blast you.
“I was going to say ‘telepaths’,” the younger man said defensively.
But you were thinking ‘freaks’ because she didn’t scream at the sight of you./I> Jono quietly shut the door behind them. She’s spent her whole life around telepaths… and people like me, Artie, Leech, Angelo…. Have you said hi to Artie and Leech yet? he asked.
“No. I was going to, later.”
They’ll be glad to see you.
Franklin followed Jono down the hall. “I know what you’re trying to do,” he said. “But it’s not the same.”
Of course not, Jono said with false lightness. They were born that way, and you used to be able to pass for normal.
Franklin winced at the older telepath’s ‘tone’.
Your family is worried about you, Franklin. That’s why they sent you to me.
“I don’t think I can handle this,” the younger man said. “Since I was exposed to the cosmic radiation…. It’s not just my face, Jono. I’m getting more and more powerful, and I can’t keep out of other people’s heads anymore. Everything I used to know isn’t helping me anymore. My power’s just too strong.”
That’s why I had you come all the way out here,Jono explained. “Far away from everyone. Emma and I will teach you control again. And maybe to be a bit lest angsty.