#valeria001

[fleurchenery]

Celebrations of all forms were always something that Fleur had enjoyed. It brought some kind of life to this town, something more than the typical day to day provided. She hadn’t attended the parade itself despite the fact that she was rather pleased with the float that her bloodline had put together, refusing to backdown away from what had been taken down from it and making sure that everyone else in Ashbourne was well aware that it was not going to be easily forgotten by anyway. Truthfully, she still preferred coming out in the night over all else. It felt right to her. Nothing else did.

“Does anyone actually put any value in these things?” Fortune telling booths. She couldn’t help but scoff at the little show and trinkets put on by it. Anyone with any sense of self-respect should have known that it was nothing more than an utter sham. “Heretics gambling for a prophet. How typical. I wonder if they’ll be brave enough to stay out late.” She would have happy to stick around for a snack.

@valeriavcle

[johnystorm]

@megamindval​​​

“Ice cream break! Who loves you like Uncle Johnny loves you? That’s right - no one!” Johnny called out as he entered the lab. “I mean, I bet ‘Uncle Doom’ doesn’t bring you ice cream with hot fudge AND whipped cream, huh?” His voice went high and sarcastic on the air quotes, not that he was jealous. Val still seemed pretty stuck into her work for SHIELD and Johnny frowned: as one of the few non-geniuses in a family of geniuses, it was his job to make sure the big brains didn’t wear themselves out. Especially Val. She looked so much like Sue that it hurt him sometimes. It felt like the others were always getting him out of scrapes and he knew that for Sue, Ben and Reed, he’d always be a dumb kid, but Johnny had sworn a long time ago that Val would never think that. For Val, he’d be solid. For once, he’d be the rock, the dependable one.

Johnny cleared his throat and tried to break through her concentration again, “Look, I know I haven’t been able to help you with your homework since you were two and you asked me how to spell Valeria on top of the page - and like, I just now realised that was probably bullshit and you were just trying to make me feel included, oh my god - but you don’t have to work on this all by yourself. Kid, you have always got me-” he broke off, the words sticking in this throat, remembering that for five years that hadn’t been true. He’d disappeared right in front of her, failed the one person left that until then Johnny had never let down. Kind of made his words ring hollow.

Johnny backtracked, ruffled his hand through her hair, smiled ruefully, “Well, I’m here for you, honey. I still totally know how to spell Valeria. Whatever you need, but - you gotta take a break.”