learnfromthem | [for Chase]

Okay, this looks good.

Beautiful sunny day, a stack of magazines to flip through, a killer outfit, and nothing but the sound of the waves to keep me company while I catch up on all the outdated celebrity gossip. It should be paradise. People pay thousands of dollars for this exact kind of vacation.

Except I'm bored out of my mind. Ugh. I make it halfway through a Janet van Dyne fashion retrospective until I decide I've had enough lounging to last me a lifetime and shove the magazine back under the rock I've been using to prevent them all from flying away. Untying my sarong, I bunch it into a ball and shove it into my sunhat to keep its shape, sliding my sunglasses around the brim.

I squint out towards the ocean. The waves aren't too bad today, meaning I might actually get a decent swim out of the deal instead of wishing I had a surfboard. Toeing off my flip flops, I make a run for it, biting back a totally badass shriek at the temperature change and barreling forward 'til I'm thigh deep in the water.

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It used to be a thing he said- Happy birthday, what a joke- that was born out of years of not having people believe him. They had no idea, really. April Fools, parents- your plans for world domination have been utterly fucked by your accidental pregnancy! Enjoy.

He left the mogwai and Old Lace with the babysitters and headed to the beach with his surfboard, hoping for some good waves and a few hours worth of distractions before Billy and Teddy inevitably dragged him to the Hub or the Winchester in some misguided attempt to celebrate a day Chase really had no fucking user for.

Speaking of distractions, though, a mostly undressed Kate Bishop did the job nicely.

"How's the water?" he asked, lifting his voice to be heard over the distance and sound of the waves, planting his board upright in the sand and starting to peel off his t-shirt.

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