Perfection Is All Around Us

An archangel shuffled crap in my head around to fit in the location of a guy who tried to sleep with my husband for like three months. I’m having to call other angels up for information. Tony’s not here to make this bearable. I’m allowed to make this face.

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon:

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thegoldenbeacon replied to your post: We know where Guy is. I have Gabe locked down at…

Uh. Yeah. The location is in Gabriel’s head. I’ll ask to see if he can’t come up with coordinates. It being uncharted territory… I’m going to say that we shouldn’t put together a team. One man isn’t worth the risk.

*frowns* Your opinion is noted. Our experience with Guy is that it is incredibly hard to do anything to him that he does not want done. Apparent death is on that list. At the very least we need to figure out what happened and if it is going to be a threat to the rest of us.

*rubs his tired eyes* Right. Well, if we can get the location and a portal, then I can send in a droid to collect data. I dunno how much good that’s gonna do. Magic makes everything so damn tricky.

We can also get some magic people poking at it, see if anything explodes. 

Now you go take a nap somewhere.

Yeah, no. I need to be awake for when someone does something stupid. With everything we don’t know about what’s going on, this situation is an accident waiting to happen.

Yeah, don’t make me make it an order. *gives him a Look* We will wake you if and when something stupid happens. You working yourself until you crash is not going to prevent stupidity. As a matter of fact, it might cause it.

*grumbles* Yeah, yeah. You have a point. I’ll go find a quiet place to sleep. I’ll see you in a couple of hours, dad. *turns and heads down the hall*

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon replied to your post: We know where Guy is. I have Gabe locked down at…

Uh. Yeah. The location is in Gabriel’s head. I’ll ask to see if he can’t come up with coordinates. It being uncharted territory… I’m going to say that we shouldn’t put together a team. One man isn’t worth the risk.

*frowns* Your opinion is noted. Our experience with Guy is that it is incredibly hard to do anything to him that he does not want done. Apparent death is on that list. At the very least we need to figure out what happened and if it is going to be a threat to the rest of us.

*rubs his tired eyes* Right. Well, if we can get the location and a portal, then I can send in a droid to collect data. I dunno how much good that’s gonna do. Magic makes everything so damn tricky.

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

#Perfection #this is me on the weekends #only i’m shooting autobots #pew pew

Also whenever you get zipped. Just the entire duration.

It totally is. I’m a little terror when I’m a kid.

*walks around in normal CLU sized sweater, a dragon plush sticking out where his head should be*

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon:

Milk pretty please *rolls up his sleeve, picking up a pancake and slipping under the bottom of the sweater so he can eat it*

*pours him a cup of milk, then bends to whisper in the “dragon’s” ear* If you want to eat in private, I’ll turn around.

Yes Good that will be perfect thank you *makes sure he’s turned around so he can tug the dragon down enough to stuff his face*

*walks around in normal CLU sized sweater, a dragon plush sticking out where his head should be*

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon:

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon:

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thegoldenbeacon:

Grrrr! *waves his noodly sleeves about*

Aaah! Scary monster!

*shuffles toward him* ‘m a dragon ‘n I’m hungry make me chocolate pancakes or I will eat everyone! ….please!

One batch of chocolate pancakes to appease the dragon, coming up. 

*crawls up into a seat, making an attempt to give an evil giggle, when it hit him. There’s no way he can eat these pancakes without blowing his cover*

*whips up a quick batch of chocolate-chip pancakes, stacking them high* Would the dragon like anything to drink?

Milk pretty please *rolls up his sleeve, picking up a pancake and slipping under the bottom of the sweater so he can eat it*

*walks around in normal CLU sized sweater, a dragon plush sticking out where his head should be*

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon:

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon:

Grrrr! *waves his noodly sleeves about*

Aaah! Scary monster!

*shuffles toward him* ‘m a dragon ‘n I’m hungry make me chocolate pancakes or I will eat everyone! ….please!

One batch of chocolate pancakes to appease the dragon, coming up. 

*crawls up into a seat, making an attempt to give an evil giggle, when it hit him. There’s no way he can eat these pancakes without blowing his cover*

*walks around in normal CLU sized sweater, a dragon plush sticking out where his head should be*

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon:

Grrrr! *waves his noodly sleeves about*

Aaah! Scary monster!

*shuffles toward him* ‘m a dragon ‘n I’m hungry make me chocolate pancakes or I will eat everyone! ….please!

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon:

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon:

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thegoldenbeacon:

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon replied to your post: I WOULD LIKE TO MAKE THEM BLUE COOKIES YES PLEASE…

*runs to the bathroom and gets up on the stool to wash his hands, running back to get the eggs out of the fridge* I like blue foods why aren’t there any real blue foods wait I think we talked about this once!

*accepts an egg and cracks it into the dry ingredients* I think we did talk about this, last time you were little. *holds up a bottle of blue food coloring with a smile* But we can make just about anything we want blue, thanks to science.

*grabs a spoon and starts stirring* Does that mean we can make a blue horse that would be so cool or a blue elephant or or maybe a blue LION

*chuckles* Maybe. If we had a horse or an elephant or a lion to start with. *slowly pours the wet ingredients in, then stands behind him to help him stir*

We could just wash it with blue koolaid like people do with their doggies when they want them to be funny colors *takes out a big glob of dough and eats it*

Exactly. *shakes his head and wipes his chin* Ready to add the blue?

Uh-huh! *picks up the bottle and very carefully drips a few drops of blue into the dough, fighting against everything inside of him telling him to GO! FASTER! NOW!*

*watches the drops carefully, and takes the bottle back when it’s enough* Alright, give it a stir.

*makes up for his self restraint by stirring like crazy, quickly blending the color in* There!