History repeats itself.

[chronosyoudidnt.livejournal.com]

WHO: CHRONOS and DR. HORRIBLE.
WHERE: Billy's apartment.
WHEN: After this.
WARNINGS: Derp.
SUMMARY: David and Billy compare ray sizes.
FORMAT: Whatever! Para/short para?



Acquaintances were interesting things. Chronos didn't realize until he got here how dependent he really was on Enid, no matter how cruel she could be sometimes. No, they had good times, and he still loved her. She was his best friend... and his only one.

So perhaps that was why he was enthused, at this moment, following this potential "friend" to discuss and demonstrate their inventions. It was what he always wanted and never got out of his coworkers or his wife: respect, and acknowledgment. He tried not to get his hopes up, keep wary, and he would -- but he couldn't help the optimism regardless.

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[badhorsefan.livejournal.com]

Most of the people in the City that Billy knew were either a) underage or b) sarcastic jerks most of the time. David was neither and he was turning out to be a pretty cool person. Out of all the people he had talked to, he seemed to be actually relating the most to David.

As they walked to his apartment, Billy pulled some keys from his pocket. "Aaand here we are," he said, unlocking the door. Flipping on the lights, he stepped into his apartment. There was a television with a good amount of DVDs next to it. The walls were covered with light blue wallpaper and the apartment smelled vaguely of smoke.

"Well here we are. The Horrible House." He smiled, gesturing around the room.

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"Oh, now, I wouldn't call it horrible," David said, completely without irony. It was modest, but David wasn't all that picky. He'd been satisfied with his modest home in Gotham, it was only because of Enid he had changed anything.

He peered at the television and the DVDs, examining them in disinterest before turning back to Billy, eyebrows raised. "Do you have your own office?"

[badhorsefan.livejournal.com]

Billy opened his mouth, maybe about to fill David in on the joke, but then he kept his mouth shut. No need to explain it. At David's question, Billy shook his head.

"Not in the house. I've squirreled away my one place in the building I work at, but here my office is pretty much the kitchen and my bedroom." To the horror of everyone else, of course.

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David nodded, taking off his coat, hanging it up. "My office was my garage, so, I suppose the literal office is an obsolete idea." He smirked, slightly.

"Well, except for the businessmen."

[badhorsefan.livejournal.com]

Billy laughed, walking over to his kitchen. "I know what you mean. I think the only real person who has an office is my boss." He picked up a very impressive looking freeze ray from the kitchen counter, where it was just laying around.

"And here's the freeze ray!" He grinned, obviously showing it off.

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David leaned in to inspect it, large blue eyes larger as he looked at it -- it was certainly impressive looking, nothing like David had ever made. But then, he did have his time-belt.

"May I hold it?"

[badhorsefan.livejournal.com]

Billy nodded, gently handing the freeze ray over to David. "Just don't drop it. I couldn't find Wonderflonium in this world, but I found a pretty good counterpart. Don't bounce it otherwise it'll explode." Yeah, he had many experiences in the lab with accidentally dropping the Wonderflonium. It was not pretty.

[chronosyoudidnt.livejournal.com]

David didn't drop it, he turned it in hand, examining each side. "And what is 'Wonderflonium'? What does it do?"

[badhorsefan.livejournal.com]

"It powers this baby," Billy said, grin on his face. "The Wonderflonium makes the ray run the best."

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"But what is it? Or what is it made of?" David raised an eyebrow, handing the ray back to Billy.

[badhorsefan.livejournal.com]

"Wonderflonium? It's an element. It's made in a lab in my world. Don't ask me what it's made of or anything like that." Billy gently set the ray on the kitchen counter, shrugging slightly.