there is a reason I don’t draw fancomics
this is one of them
an hour later, Monarch wandered off to take a shower
Commander hasn’t really moved
Heat is busy losing a bet with his wife on the phone
I took her to the nicest resturant in the city~
…And then a week later snuck her into work to bust the Commander again. She still has the pictures.
(( Weather Warlock rainbow glitter service! I promise no glitter on your carpet, Bekka. ))
Heatstroke: *laughing* Oh Grief!
Bekka: Thanks for not getting glitter everywhere, darling~ *chuckling herself*
Don’t fear the Pyro.
Fear his wife.
#Unspoken Rules of The Renegades #THE GREATEST RULE OF ALL #EVEN THE JUDGE FEAR THE WIFE
Damn straight.
She chuckles at the nickname but waves her hand, “Nothing to worry about. But incase you’re still curious, which knowing you I bet you are,”She winks at him, “I’m only 29.”
“As far as cradle robbing goes, arn’t you dating a young Pied Piper currently?”
“29? Why I wouldn’t put you a day over 24.” James returns her wink with a little smirk on his face. “So I’m only a couple hundred and a year older than you? Neato. Good to know girls in the future have things for much, much older men.”
The blonde’s grin got a bit wider, and he shrugged it off easily. “We’re only a couple years difference, thanks. Even if we’d be pretty different in age had I not died, I’ve got dead as a totally cheater advantage.” Nice to see he had a rather attractive fanbase in the futur- jeez when did he get a thing for red heads no James stop.
“Enjoy those Anons your husband and boring-kiddo keep getting, they can get super fun.”
“Ah there’s the charm I was warned about.” She smiled, bashing her eyelashes at him, “I’ve been called a grave robber before… what’s a few hundred years to stop me when they look as good as you?” Well, the wedding ring on her finger would.
“Oh yes, I read about that. I’m glad death didn’t seem to take. Seems a shame to off someone like you.” She humms to herself thinking about the young Pied Piper. “I bet you two are just adorable together.”
“Oh they are a pleasure!” Bekka laughed and covered her smile with a hand, “I’ve got some lovely pictures from the last one my husband got. Just brilliant.”
Bekka smiles a bit amused, “Just how old do you think I am?… Think carefully, I know where my husband keeps his gun.”
No, crap wait
by most calendars that’d make me a cradle robber. And I am so not a cradle robber.
So sorry my red haired fire Queen.
She chuckles at the nickname but waves her hand, “Nothing to worry about. But incase you’re still curious, which knowing you I bet you are,”She winks at him, “I’m only 29.”
“As far as cradle robbing goes, arn’t you dating a young Pied Piper currently?”
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Bekka: Trickster, darling, I wasn’t talking about you.
Bekka smiles a bit amused, “Just how old do you think I am?… Think carefully, I know where my husband keeps his gun.”
