Why Giving a Toddler a Suit is Both a Wonderful and Wild Idea
An agreement was made.
Actually two agreements were made.
One-Once the skunk was vacated, Khonshu would…take care of the smell.
Two-The nestling could keep the Suit. The issue the Avatars’ had was not the suit itself, it was the implication of what an Avatar suit meant.
You know, the danger, violence, and potential visiting Duat implications.
However, there are caveats to the nestling keeping the suit.
No Weapons. At all.
No Missions. At all.
No Magic. Except…healing, keeping him (relatively) clean, and self-defense.
He could wear it in public since he is young enough to get away with costumes.
Khonshu agreed.
But no one defined weapons, missions, or magic outside of the caveats.
He blames their lack of foresight on the skunk.
It was very potent.
So here Khonshu was, another day, another observation of the nestling.
This time though, Khonshu had an Idea.
He was going to teach the nestling how to use some of the suit’s….additional features.
Apparently though the nestling was much smarter than Khonshu took him for.
It started when one of the Avatars left the news on the Entertainment Box.
And there was an incident involved a Human in Strange Colors with Spiderwebs coming Out of His Hands.
Khonshu did not think that Neith would want their Avatar dressed like that.
But to each their own.
What Khonshu did not realize was that the nestling was watching the news as well.
And seeing Neith’s Avatar, called Spiderman of all things, using spiderwebs to…swing around buildings.
Which led the nestling to call, “SUIT!”
Khonshu to turn his head, proudly see the suit appear for the first time….unlike some Avatars who need a six story drop, a metal pole, and a jackal.
For the nestling to change the suit to his Baba’s and use one of the mummy wraps to shoot out and attach to Khonshu’s beak.
The nestling yells, “GO!”
Then the suit pulls the nestling straight at Khonshu’s head.
Causing Khonshu to receive a face full of nestling come at him at full force.
Khonshu suddenly understands some of the Avatars’ concerns with giving someone so young a suit.
Any other concerns vanish as he deals with the nestling plastered to his face.
“PAN-CHOO!”
Khonshu cannot decide if Pa-choo or Pan-choo is worst.
Except now the nestling has sent one of the wrappings at a bookshelf and pulled himself towards the furniture, haphazardly swinging along the way.
And knocking down two lamps and a vase in his path.
Khonshu quickly tosses a pillow to land between the nestling and the bookcase to cushion his landing.
Khonshu is very grateful that there is no ceiling fan like in Egypt to keep the rooms cool.
It doesn’t stop the nestling from finding other tall places to pull, launch, and swing from.
Thankfully Khonshu is able to cushion the nestling’s landings.
Eventually the nestling is worn out from both using the suit and from the general mayhem known to his age.
Khonshu does not often feel exhaustion, he is a God after all.
But after this session with the nestling….may have done the trick.
Also, while he rarely admits he is wrong, he can admit that some…additional age appropriate features for the suit would not be amiss.
Which he’ll add to…later.
The nestling rests next to him on the sofa and Khonshu decides to close his eyes.
Just for a minute.
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Steven, Layla, Marc, and Jake quietly walk in, cognizant of potentially waking up Indy.
Steven sees the duo on the couch first, “That is adorable.”
Layla whips out her phone and snaps a few pics, “Taweret is going to be so jealous.”
Marc snorts, “Indy’s going to need a schedule for deity cuddling time.”
Jake tilts his head, “Wasn’t his suit like a hybrid of ours?”
Marc turns to Jake, “Yeah, why?”
Layla catches on, “Because that looks a lot like your suit Marc.”
Marc’s eyes go wide and nearly causes himself whiplash from turning his head so quickly.
To see Indy in a near identical version of Marc’s suit.
Marc has come far enough along to admit he is crying.
He never thought in a million years when he agreed to having a kid that this would happen.
That his kid would want to be like him.
(What he doesn’t see behind him is Layla discreetly taking pictures or all three holding hands.)
He doesn’t move because even in his emotion compromised state, he knows better than to unexpectedly wake Indy.
It only took two black eyes to figure that one out.
One of the others gently nudges him forward and he stumbles, then rights himself, slowly walking toward the pair.
He kneels in front of Indy, taking in this, this moment.
He carefully kisses Indy on the forehead.
Getting a suited foot to the face.
“OY !” He sits back as Indy flops into a different position, not waking to injuring his Baba…again.
Jake and Steven snicker as Layla does her best to hide her wide grin having videoed the WHOLE incident.
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It isn’t till a few days later that they realize the reason Indy was in Marc’s suit specifically.
When Indy yell’s “SUIT!” and goes flying face first into Steven.
“KHONSHU!”
“BLAME NEITH’S AVATAR!”
“WHO?!”
“THE ONE CALLED ‘SPIDERMAN’ !”
“HOW DID HE SEE SPIDERMAN?! DID YOU TAKE HIM TO NEW YORK?!?!”
“NO YOU FOOL! HE SAW IT ON YOUR ENTERTAINMENT BOX!”
“Shit, I forgot we left the international news on when we left.”
“Can someone help me catch OUR child?! NO INDY!”
“WEEE!”
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A time zone away, Spiderman is swinging around a cloudy New York day when his Spidey-senses go haywire.
Like five very annoyed, very dangerous people are about to hurt him.
He stops, looks around, with nothing dangerous around for miles, he goes back to swinging.
Huh, weird.