For Valkyrie
Billy knew all too well how much it hurt to have someone close to you, someone you cared about so much, suddenly disappear. What he didn't know (even after all this time) was how to deal with it. He didn't know how to deal with it himself and he definitely had no clue how to help someone else through it other than to be there, if they wanted. So Billy just offered to be there for Valkyrie if she wanted. He'd tossed out a few suggestions of things they could maybe do and they both settled on some sparring. Billy was pretty sure he was going to end up hurting after this.
They met at the beach, something about the sand making footing more difficult and more of a challenge. Billy was dressed just in a pair of shorts, not wanting to give Valkyrie anything like a loose shirt to grab on to. While Billy hadn't been training with anyone in particular the last year or so he had kept up with what he did know and was at least enough of a slouch that he didn't think he would be boring for Valkyrie to fight so long as she didn't use magic.
But if she needed an outlet for some aggression he was fine letting it be him. He wouldn't take it personally and if that's what he needed to do to help a friend? Well then he was happy to take a few bumps and bruise to make that happen.
"Come on," he said, giving her a smile as he slowly circled her in the sand. She'd just landed a solid kick to his side and it stung badly but he wasn't about to let her know. "Is that all you've got?"
They met at the beach, something about the sand making footing more difficult and more of a challenge. Billy was dressed just in a pair of shorts, not wanting to give Valkyrie anything like a loose shirt to grab on to. While Billy hadn't been training with anyone in particular the last year or so he had kept up with what he did know and was at least enough of a slouch that he didn't think he would be boring for Valkyrie to fight so long as she didn't use magic.
But if she needed an outlet for some aggression he was fine letting it be him. He wouldn't take it personally and if that's what he needed to do to help a friend? Well then he was happy to take a few bumps and bruise to make that happen.
"Come on," he said, giving her a smile as he slowly circled her in the sand. She'd just landed a solid kick to his side and it stung badly but he wasn't about to let her know. "Is that all you've got?"
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Even if he'd been pretty embarrassed about what had happened if she was having a complete giggling fit then it wasn't all bad. If she could still laugh like that even just for a little bit then it was worth it. He'd make a fool of himself if that's what it took for her to be happy for a bit.
"Just shut up," he said when he saw her, but he couldn't hide the blush on his face or the smile that threatened to tug at the corner of his mouth. It was kind of funny.
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"Okay, I'm better now. I'll be fine. I think I can order food. What do you want?"
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"You so did not shut up," Billy said, even though he was grinning as he said it. The entire situation was ridiculous and as embarrassing as it was for him he didn't want her to stop laughing either, she looked like she was actually enjoying herself and that was much too important to stop doing at the moment. So he'd continue to let her laugh at him. Besides, it was pretty funny.
"I want you to have to pay the price. In tickles," he said, wiggling his fingers menacingly at her as he started to move toward her.
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"Gotcha," he gasped. "Let that be a lesson to you."
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"It's okay, I know how CPR," he said, sitting up and hovering over her for a moment before... quickly pulling up her shirt to expose her stomach and then leaned in to blow a raspberry on it.