Crabs!
🦀
"What are you doing with crabs?"
*coughs*
... That's what she said.
"Have some decorum and don't speak that way around my son, Mr. Nelson."
The Shield Man taught me FUCK! :D @foggy-nelson-real
...Oh. That- that's nice, buddy. That's a good word, but it's an adult word, okay? You can't say that. It's illegal. You're gonna get in trouble if you say that unless your over 18.
"He can say whatever he wants he's my son. You, however, will watch your mouth around him."
@weekeewee @foggy-nelson-real
@foggy-nelson-real
"Look what I can do!!"
Keeyan begins to run around Foggy in a circle. Then again. Again. Again.
WOAH! That's awesome, bud. You're so fast!
*Foggy ignored Fisk, focusing solely on the kid*
His sneakers begin to smoke.
...Oh. Uhhhh, hey buddy? Maybe show down a little bit? You're- um... you're a little too fast for me. I can't keep up.
*internally*
... What the fuck.
His sneakers are starting to smolder. It smells like burnt cheese and radish!
*Foggy was trying to maintain composure for the kid's sake, but was losing it*
H- hey, buddy. Just... here, wait here for a minute. I'll be right back.
*Foggy started BOOKING it towards a nearby drinking fountain, fumbling with the water. He didn't exactly have something to hold water, but cupped his hands and brought a handful of water (that dripped everywhere) and tossed a pathetic amount of water on the kid's shoes*
YOU RUINED MY GROOVE >:(
Uh... sorry, bud. But uh... your shoes were doing something weird and I didn't want you to get hurt. It was a really good groove and I'm sure you can get it back, but your feet have got to be pretty hot right now, right? You want to give it a rest?
He pushes Foggy to the ground. He's way too strong. "Youre a fuck!"
*Foggy quickly falls, a skinned hand, nothing terrible. But ow. And what. Okay, cool. Kid with powers. That explains the fire shoes. And... Fisk. ...Dammit. He quickly scrambled back to his feet, hands raised in surrender as he cautiously took a few steps back*
Alright. Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to throw off your groove. You have a good one, alright?
*He saw the chance to escape and walked away, pretending he wasn't glancing over his shoulder every few seconds*
On the third check, he had disappeared.
"You dropped this!"
He was standing in front of Foggy. Holding a handful of buttons.
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AAA!
Oh... thanks, buddy.
*He knelt down and took the buttons, not questioning where they came from*
You go back to your dad, okay?
"No thanks!" Keeyan reaches into his pocket and sits on the floor in front of Foggy's shoes. Then he pulls raw honey out and rubs it on the aglets of the lawyer's laces.
*sigh*
...Okay. Is that- What is that gonna do?
"Its so the dinosaurs find you!"
*Foggy had no reason to believe that this was a lie/child being weird and took it fully seriously. Weirder things have happened than a magic child summoning dinosaurs and... God, his blood pressure couldn't handle that right now*
Ooh... So... what if the dinosaurs DIDN'T find me? See, I'm- I'm a little scared of dinosaurs.
You ever see Jurassic Park? Actually, please say no. But it's really scary and I don't want that. Could you- could you call off the dinosaurs, please?
