longislandiceme | Los Angeles, Octoberish [Saturday Afternoon Fandom-Time]

Bobby had been expecting a nice, relaxing few months in LA. Sure, the Bahamas would've been nice, but like he wasn't going to take shameless advantage of the fact that time seemed to be moving faster back home than it did in Fandom? And besides, Warren had invited him, and the truth was that he missed Warren... well, as much as anyone could miss someone when you were also friends with their alternate-universe version, with whom you went to school.

Apparently, though, fate hadn't gotten the "relaxing vacation" memo. Because instead of hanging out at Worthington's beach house and watching the commemorative DVDs of the Olympics, he ended up sneaking to Mount Olympus alongside Warren, the Black Widow, and Ghost Rider to rescue Hercules and Venus (the latter of which had been introduced to him as Dr Victoria Starr, humanities professor. Bobby had thought she looked awfully familiar, and, well. Now he knew why. He wasn't about to ask Aphrodite about the magic girdle thing, however.)

And now it seemed that all of them- minus Venus- had gone and formed themselves a superhero team. Huh. The Champions of Los Angeles. Kinda had a neat ring to it, really.

Now if Warren would just stop being so damn picky about picking a building for their HQ...

[ooc: NFB for distance, natch.]