Short short short fic:
The old men avatar trying to get anything done in pairs/groups~!warning cursing!
Jonah: Hey… Peter could you get me some tea?
Peter: No, you haven’t won a bet
Jonah*Had just been trying to relax after Brutal pipe murder*: OH FOR FUCKS SAKE
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Peter: Simon, I really don’t want to have to do the institutes party, can you host it?
Simon(drinking a blue coffee): No, you haven’t won a bet against me to allow that-
Peter(cringing inside before phasing to the prison): Elias- if I let you out this one time..:
Jonah(laying down on the metal bench looking at his nails): Fuck off, I’m not hosting an institute party just because your sorry ass is Asocial
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Simon: So, Jonah… I was thinking- what if I tried making one of your employees-
Jonah(putting his pointer finger up): I’m going to stop you right there and say you don’t have a win on me.
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Continuation of Peter trying to get somebody to host the party~
Peter: Rayner… could you possibly-
Maxwell: Peter. I Will say this one time and one time only, I do not associate with the institute outside of Jonah- and I do not place bets like you dumb fucks.
Peter(giving his best 😀 smile): Thank you for the insight, Rayner.
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Jonah: Simon, is it true you only really have two avatars under the vast?
Simon(trying to slip away): Jonah, you know I do not answer questions for the watcher.
Jonah(smirking): ah, well, yes. I know that. But I was just wondering if you’d like to tell me. Not the watcher.
Simon(stopping his escape to give the 😃 smile): You know Jonah- you are not the least bit as clever as you try to come off as… maybe a few more centuries will get you there.
Jonah(grasping at straws): Simon… Please.
Simon: How about a bet?
Jonah(sighing-screaming internally): On what exactly, Simon?
Simon(tapping his cane against the ground as he thinks): How about… how much time it will take for Peter to come how with the idea that he doesn’t have to do the institute party?
Jonah(nodding): Sounds fair… How long do you think?
Simon: About a week.
Jonah(laughing): We’ll see about that…
Simon(realizing he’s just made the dumbest bet of his life with the best manipulator he knows): Oh- wait- no- Jonah come back!
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Everyone respectively drinking their coffee- Simon’s blue one, Peter’s black coffee(with one pump of vanilla and nothing else), Jonah’s Carmel macchiato, and Maxwell’s seasonal black as night coffee-
Maxwell: So- Jonah- how are things with the new Archivist?
Jonah(seeming quizzical): Since when do you- ah- … How’s your little minuscule and ultimately unsuccessful black hole doing?
Maxwell(suddenly angry): Oh well since you asked so kindly-
Simon(leaning over to talk to Peter while Jonah and Maxwell bicker): When you do think Maxwell will first bring up your great great great great grandpa?
Peter(going rigid at the thought of Mordechai): I’m not making a stupid bet with you, Simon.
Simon(tutting, before giving the 😃 smile): Seems I was right anyways.
Maxwell(having set down his coffee minutes ago): Are you going to fuck them like you fuck every avatar and worker in your inner circle?
Jonah(giving a 😀 but one eye-twitching smile): Edmund, do you want to visit the end? Or do you want me to squeeze the information out of you like twisting out a soaked necktie?
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Annabelle(got invited while Elias was in prison): This seems like an awfully boring event.
Maxwell(sitting as far back in his seat as possible sipping his black coffee that goes cold every time and deadpan staring at her like she’s committed a capital offense): It’s actually quite eventful when Jonah is here.
Simon (reading the same paper that Gertrude had posted to stop Peter’s ritual in physical format as he does every-time the meet for coffee): Why- it is peculiar that you are acting so upset now that Jonah is gone- or is that your hormones from the new body?
Maxwell(looking like a goth but not the good kind- the 12 y/o kind): Oh shut up!
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Simon(on his way over to the institute but stopping at the prison to say hi): Don’t you look ravishing.
Jonah, bored to death, sitting upside down for the first time in months): Fuck off. What do you want?
Simon(smirking and looking him over before sighing): We both know that Peter is going to fail.
Jonah(nodding and sitting correctly): Yes.
Simon: But we don’t know how badly he’ll fail.
Jonah(stopping for a second): What are you suggesting?
Simon(giving a cheery laugh): I suggest the good captain will die.
Jonah(thinking it over before nodding and leaning back): Most likely.
Simon: The question is when?
Jonah: Placing a bet, are we?
Simon(nodding like a kid on Cotten candy): Exactly, I estimate after the worlds changed.
Jonah(shaking his head): You’re saying he’d give himself over to the end?
Simon: Precisely.
Jonah: Well- I’m sure you’re wrong and Jon will kill him, good luck then.
