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[ Whatever it is, Mondo's having a field day. Who would've thought he'd ever get a taste of what it's like being a big bro? ]

What I do for fun? [ If you ask Mondo, there's only one answer. ] 'Course it's bike rides! We've got some cool tracks o'er there. You ever heard of musical roads? When cars drive past those roads, you get to hear songs 'cuz how they construct those roads. On bikes, 's pretty hard to hear, 'specially if you've got straight pipes like mine. [ Um. Traffic law violation there, what are you teaching Jon, Mondo... ] So I gotta get off the bike on the sideline to hear it when cars pass. Pretty cool still! 's probably simpler to just drive cars, but you don't get the same feel like when you ride bikes, y'know? [ And he blabbed without a stop, sorry Jon. Then again, that's what Mondo sees as having fun, will largely vary when it comes to other people.

The mention of Godzilla stops him though, finally. ] You mean the movie, right? Not the real thing? [ Just checking, 'cuz he doesn't know how to break the news to him if he believes Godzilla is real. ]

Haha, simple's best! [ Sounds super unhealthy, but Mondo's not really one to talk. Maybe he can think up some dishes from home for Jon to try. ] 'm sure they got those too, no worries. [ Just one more floor to go! They're getting close to the dining room! ]

( he. . has no idea what mondo is talking about with the cars and the roads that make music thing, but that's cool. mondo sounds excited about it, which means that jon is getting just as excited about it. there's a smile on his lips as he listens to mondo talk about it, nodding his head every few sentences to show that he is actively listening to him, even if he doesn't quit get it. it's better to wait for someone to finish speaking and then talk, after all, so he'll wait until he's done. )

Damian has a bike back home! He let me ride on it once. It's one of the smaller ones though, so it's probably not the same thing. It was fun. ( not as fun as flying, or running super fast, but it was a bit more efficient at the time. ) There's a statue of Godzilla in Tokyo, right? I've heart it's supposed to be real cool! I wanted to go see it with my dad one day. My mom'n I've watched the movies! Even the subtitled ones that're in Japanese.

( he's fought things about the size of godzilla, stuff that was much scarier than some movie monster, really, but that's not the same as the actual godzilla. and way less fun. )

Ooh, he does?! [ There are undeniable sparkles in his eyes, if the tone of his voice isn't enough to express the enthusiasm. ] Right? I don't have my bike down here, but whenever I set one up, I'll letcha sit behind me. [ A big grin adorns his face. Ah, it's getting him even more excited to try and build up one. Might take some time, but it'll be so worth it. ]

So you're talking about the statue! [ That's a relief. ] Yeah, it's pretty cool. You really like monsters, don'cha? [ He laughs lightly. ] Do you want to fight them? Or befriend them?

[ Finally, they're at the second floor. Their destination is near! With all the interior overhaul it's a little hard to navigate, but he can vaguely remember where the dining room should be. ]

Should be that room with huge doors. Let's try going there.

( that’s a rather complicated question. his lips press tight together for a moment, really stopping to think about it. does he want to fight or befriend monsters? it’d depend on the monster, wouldn’t it? some people back home call him monstrous. a menace. something that probably shouldn’t exist. alien-hybrid and all that. )

There’s different kinds of monsters, just like there’s different kinds of humans, right? I think I’d fight the bad ones--if I could, I mean. But not the good ones? Because they’re the good guys, so I’d want to be friends with them. Godzilla’s not really good though, he just destroys stuff. I haven’t really seen any good monster movies, but there’re good uh, non-human people, right? Like Superman, and Swamp Thing, Wonder Woman. .

( it’s about time to change the subject though, isn’t it. he takes several step forward and starts pulling on mondo’s sleeve to drag him towards the kitchen. probably not a good idea to talk about the morals of humans vs. nonhumans. ) Do you think they have frozen burritos, too? Aw man, I could really go for three or four of those!

[ All Mondo's taking away from this is that Jon's a very observant and intelligent young boy. He doesn't just answer with a yes or no, this or that. Instead he gives so much thought about it and voices his opinion clearly and firmly. It reminds him of a certain person he knows. ...Yeah, Mondo's thought still stands, this boy will be a big shot when he grows up. ]

Ya've got some good points there! Well, I wouldn't say superhuman people are monsters, but befriending them sure sounds nice, eh? [ In the first place, he can say this because he doesn't consider them real either. Will it be different had the situation been different? Who knows.

And that tug is enough to distract him from the topic. Excited, aren't we? He chuckles at Jon's excitement and pushes the dining room door open. ]

Whoa... [ Right, of course the interior changes here, too. They look like they're in the dining hall of some medieval castle, taken outright from a movie or somethin'. ] Normally, it ain't this grand, but I guess while the 'event' lasts, it's gonna be like this. [ He'll lead them to walk closer to the ridiculously long table. ] See anything you fancy?

( he almost stops and asks if mondo's ever met a metahuman--or any of the heroes they'd been talking about. he doubts it, though; he knows the flash gets around to anywhere and everywhere pretty fast, but he's also aware that the other side of earth generally has it's own set of superheroes. . like toyman and doctor light.

food is way more important though. mondo starts walking towards the table, and jon takes off for it, running towards at a speed that's almost superhuman but not quite before he's grabbing onto a giant handful of grapes and shoving all of them right into his mouth. he's not even finished chewing those by the time he starts looking at everything else on the table, eyeing it with interest before he manages to find a plate and starts filling it with some of everything.

jon is polite enough to wait until he's finished chewing to speak: ) It's awesome!

[ Look at that speed, Jon must've been really hungry! Mondo can't stop grinning at that, susbequently shaking his head as he grabs the seat beside where Jon stands. ]

Slowly, slowly. You're gonna choke like that. They ain't goin' nowhere, ya know?

[ He'll pat the top of the chair on the other side of Jon to get the boy's attention to it, gesturing for him to sit down. ]

Usually here, we can ask for anything we want to eat. It'll just... 'poof' in front of your eyes if you think about it. Ah, see! [ He quickly points at the refilling plates of meat. ] Something like that. But during this event, I don't think it works. Well, the event shouldn't last too long, anyway. Just grab whatever you like, it's all for free.

( he's a growing boy, he's always hungry and ready to shove his face full of five hundred things. he doesn't even care what five hundred things at this point, really. just things.

jon takes the hint and does sit down where mondo gestures to, sliding his plate down onto the table in front of him as he grabs onto the pig leg and starts shoving that down his throat. it's not really an. average food, but whatever; still tastes good, he'll still eat it. again, he waits until he's finished with the food in his mouth before he turns to mondo, wiping off his mouth on his sleeve. )

Oh, that's cool! A little weird, but--cool! At least we won't run outta stuff.

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You're gonna get your sleeves all oily by the time you finish... Use this napkin.

[ He'll hand Jon the napkin over with an amused smirk. If he keeps this up, maybe he'll grow to be a buff man. Of course, apart from just eating, that means proper training is necessary. Could Mondo probably coach him? That'll be fun. Maybe he can... try hitting up the exercise room again sometime. Maybe. ]

ーOh, yeah. Y'can also get some food from your closet if ya don't feel like goin' too far. [ They could've just ate at his room, but might as well show him around. ] There's also a Diner on the eighth floor, if you want some home-cooked meal. They make pretty good stuff. Desserts, too. [ Emphasis on desserts. ]

Oh, right, sorry. ( napkins. he was taught way better than to use his sleeve. jon takes the napkin, mumbling a quiet thank you before he's going right back to digging into his food--stopping every once in a while to clean his face off with the napkin. right. manners. just because no one's here to scold him for being gross, doesn't mean he should be gross. )

Desserts're always awesome. I didn't know the closets could give food, too! ( note to self: request a microwave and hot pockets from his closet. maybe a mini-fridge. not that he needs them, the kitchen's not that far away, and if he's ever really hungry, he can just superspeed his way on out to the kitchen. ) I doubt their desserts are as good as my mom's pies, though.

I mean, if you don't care 'bout it, no sweat. Just thought it'd feel icky later. [ Gross is fine to Mondo, he just personally doesn't like wiping his mouth with his own clothes, at least not when he's wearing his tokkoufuku (the robe/long jacket). It's his pride, so can't dirty it ー even if it isn't supposed to matter anymore. ]

Yeah, the closet has literally anything you want. [ Ah. ] Within reason. [ As worded by Nanami. ] You can get whatever that can fit out of that closet, so nothing too huge. [ Though, haha, got nothin' on Mama's tastes, huh? Mondo nods to that. Even though he can't really relate, he can sort of imagine it. ] I'd say Arisato's got pretty rad skills too. Won't compare to your mom's, but we can give it a try sometime when you like.

If my mom was here, she'd be getting really mad about my sleeves, so. ( another sheepish smile; he should know better already, but really. sometimes.. you just gotta, mondo. you gotta use you sleeves. his poor sleeve will never recover from all the grease now--at least lois isn't here to judge him for it.

he'd actually like it a lot better if she were, but. finishing this food before he starts sulking again is probably a lot better than breaking into the sulking now. so he goes back to his plate instead, stuffs a decent amount of bread into his mouth and takes his time to finish it off. ) Arisato? --do you think you could pull a dirt bike out of the closet?

We'll keep this a secret from your mom, then. [ He grins mischievously, showing off his canine teeth as he (very) lightly elbows Jon. ] Just make sure you wash them well, she won't find out.

Oh, yeah. Arisato is aー [ ーfriend? Uhh. ] someone I know. If you ever feel like it I can bring you over there. [ He can at least attest to the good hands of the other teen.

Anyway, Jon brings up a good question there. In general, kids' dirt bike is considerably smaller, so maybe... ] We can try that out when we're done here. I think it's possible, the closet's pretty big, and all. Otherwise, we can always ask for parts. That's what I'm doing with the bike I'm planning to build.

( thank you for protecting him from his mother, mondo. he appreciates it. he'd return the elbowing with some of his own, but--sometimes he loses control of his own strength, so better not test it against someone's ribcage. ) Aw man, I'm gonna have to wash my own clothes here. ( looks. down to his poor ruined sleeve. yeah, that'll be a pain. ) At least I know how to mend them and stuff!

( so, not that difficult. but still. ) I've never driven one, but maybe we can race some tiny ones! If you wouldn't mind teaching me how? I know how to drive a tractor, but I think bikes're way different.

[ Mondo will probably never recover from the shock of breaking his ribcage over a harmless (?) elbowing from a kid. Good thing he's unaware! He can snicker at that remark from Jon freely. (For now, ha ha.) ] It'll be a good experience. You can show your mom how good you're at chores when you get home! [ Technically, the closet can just give them new clothes but he'll keep quiet about that. ]

Well... I don't think the tiny ones can hold my weight up. [ He scratches his cheek, considering it. ] I can definitely show you how to set one up, though. [ Lightbulb! ] Aight, how 'bout this. I'm plannin' to claim another room to dump woodworks and whatever bike stuff. You can claim another if you want, or share the space with me. We can build stuff together. What d'ya think?

[ ...Oy vey, kid. ] Tractor?! Holy shit. [ Right, he's a farm boy. ] Is it fun? [ Mondo's more than intrigued. ]

I’ve always been pretty good at chores! My mom and dad’ve made sure I learned how to do good, honest hard work. ( he says that with a very obvious sense of pride; he knows how to mend his own clothes, how to wash them, even if he doesn’t do it often. he can take care of basically any animal, knows basic first aid. .

jon would be a great boyscout, if he was allowed to be one. the sad thing about having superpowers? doing stuff normal kids do just completely leaves the table. playing sports is basically cheating, especially since he doesn’t get tired, is way stronger than any normal kid, and could probably race the flash. )

We can share! That sounds like a lot of fun. We can make some uh. . some shelves! And desks. And dressers. Maybe some cool wooden toys. I kinda miss Google. But we can find some cool stuff to make! There’re books! ( no google? no problem. )

Tractors are pretty cool. ( the coolest time was when he drove one right into some giant monster his dad was fighting. it’s really just too bad he can’t share his superheroing stories. )

[ Well ain't that some satisfying answer to hear! Mondo nods his head sagely with his arms crossed. ]

Tough cookie, ain't 'cha. What can't ya do, then? [ It was supposed to be half a joke, but now he really wonders if Jon has something he can't really do. ]

Yeah!! You're making me pumped up. [ He laughs. ] We can check out the library for instructions and things we ain't sure of. If they got nothin'... then we can just experiment.

[ Pardon his incredibly city boy question, but. ] What kinda things d'you guys use the tractor for?

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( he can't come into contact with shiny glowy green rocks, for one. he doesn't match well with magic. . doesn't like city life much. most of that seems a little weird to bring up suddenly in conversation, so he doesn't. especially the green rocks part. )

Tractors're for pulling equipment! Mostly my dad and I use them to help move soil around. . We have one of those uh, those things that you pull behind tractors that help the dirt. I forget what they're called.

( jon does take another moment to shove the rest of his food into his mouth--so that they can get going. he's fed, he's good. ) Want to head to the library?

[ Mondo listens quietly with fascination. ]

Nice. [ Basically to prepare for plantation, huh? ] Hmm, dunno what's that called. But I think I get what you meant!

[ Oh, already? Not that he minds. Well, to be honest, books tend to bore him to death, but he doesn't mind the how-to kinds, and those that can help them learn new things without being too wordy. Hopefully there're some pictorial instructions. ] Sure. Drink some water first, and we can get going.

[ He'll wait for Jon at the entrance, trying to remember where he saw the library at. ]

( what a good mondo. jon nods his head in agreement, that--yeah, drinking something with his food's probably good, so he grabs onto the nearest giant pitcher of water, pours himself a cup, and drinks it all down as fast as he can before he's getting himself up to his feet and following after mondo.

he's realized his mistake, now. jon can take in information at a pace much faster than any normal person, can read through an entire library in the time it'd take mondo to walk there. man, he shoulda said he'd do research on his own later. not that he can't read slow, but it's a lot less fun. )

Let's go!

[ He nods at Jon, taking a brief time to look around the corridors for any signs of library. Nope, looks like it isn't on this floor. He leads them to the stairs again. ]

If I'm not wrong, it should be on the first floor. Let's see if we get it right.

[ Down the stairs they go! ]

What kinda books do you wanna read up on first?

[ He wonders if he could find some instructional books on how to build up your own motorcycle. ]

( and off they go! so he grabs right back onto mondo’s sleeve, holds onto him as they explore around the castle. )

What do you want to do first? Build a motorcycle or. . start building other cool stuff? ( it kinds of depends based off that, doesn’t it? jon’s cool with doing whatever. either way, he keeps his hands busy. )

ー!

[ Oh shit, he forgot that was a thing. Way to warm his heart without warning, Jon. ]

Uh. [ Okay let him gather himself for a moment. ] Don't worry about my bike, I'll do it as I go. But let's try finding one for your bike. The dirt bike. And uh, basics of woodwork, maybe? Whaddya think? Anything you wanna learn?

[ Bingo. The library is at the first floor after all! Not difficult to find once they're there, the sign outside makes it glaringly obvious anyway. He pushes the door open for the two of them, looking around once they're inside. ]

Holy crap, 's huge. How many aisles are there even... 1, 2, 3, 4... goddamn, the day's gonna be over by the time I'm done counting.

( yo, mondo doesn’t give him any sign of disliking it at all, so of course jon’s going to keep holding onto him. if anything, the way his heart jumps gives jon the feeling that he’s pretty okay with being held onto. )

We could make a birdhouse. Those’re pretty easy. We made some simple ones back in school—but I bet we can make an even cooler one.

( there are a lot of rows of books. but one of the benefits of being half kryptonian? super vision. jon’s eyes see things a lot better than any humans could; he perceives things with a level of clarity that’s, frankly, not quite explainable. he adjusts the glasses on his face, pushes the frames up with a finger and looks over the rows of books under them. it’s only another moment before he’s settling them on his nose once more and pointing his index out to a row off in the distance. )

There’s some woodworking stuff over there, aand--( in the opposite direction-- ) dirt bike stuff over that way.

[ He... Well yeah he doesn't. Dislike it. He's okay with it. Very okay, even. A+ stuff. Yep. ]

Birdhouse, eh. We can do that! [ ...Are there even birds here. Not that he know of, but hey. ] It'll be a good practice!

[ Holy crap. What. Isn't this the first time Jon's here?! ]

You can tell?! [ Do all libraries have universal arrangement or something? Is that how Jon figure it out so quickly? Whatever it is, those nerdy glasses aren't just for shows, it seems. ] Pretty cool, Jon! [ And that's another pat to the head. ] Alright, let's go to the woodworking aisle first, then! ...Wonder if it's okay to borrow the books? [ Libraries should allow that, right? ] Ah well, as long as we return it, it should be fine.

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