You are a useless child, useless child without me to guide you

[ojisankink]

It’s very, very cold.

Barnaby can feel the urge to sneeze itching at the tip of his nose, interrupting his sleep. He tries to ignore it as best he can, but breathing in the cool air only makes it worse until he has no choice but to rub at his nose.

For a moment, when he tries to lift an arm to do just that and finds it pinned to his side, he panics, eyes shooting open. That’s when he notices he’s been tucked in. Not as well as his mom or Samantha would… it’s very sloppy, the blankets wrinkled and… adult sized clothing layered over top of them. Weird.

That’s when Barnaby finally gets a look at the room surrounding him and can deduce this is definitely not his house. It’s way too old, and dusty, even if it seems someone did their best tidying up the mess. There’s no sign of his toys or stuffed animals. His chemistry set isn’t on the dresser like it should be.

The only toy he seems to have is his little blue robot. He must have snuck it into bed again, even if Mom tried to stop him.

Before they went to bed… wherever this is.

After a few moments of fidgeting, Barnaby gets untangled from the sheets, nearly falling off the bed with a yelp before he regains his balance. Toy still clutched tightly in his hands, he looks down at himself, silently grateful that whoever put him to bed didn’t change him into pajamas, and heads out into the maze of hallways.

This place is huge… but Mom and Dad wouldn’t have gone far without him, right?

“Mom? Dad? Aunt Samantha?”

He calls for them a few times, until he remembers who his parents were making plans to visit with the night before. Is this really his house?

“Mr. Maverick? Anyone?”

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[lostbunny]

“That’s so cool! I bet you’ll be an awesome hero! You could like… fight bank robbers and stuff! It’ll be exciting!”

Maybe a little scary too, which is why Barnaby definitely doesn’t have any plans to go into that line of work. But Kotetsu sounds confident, so he’ll be okay.

Barnaby automatically brightens when asked about his parents. “Oh, they’re really amazing! They’re scientists that make robots! They’re like making special armour for heroes too, but they want to make robots that will help people and… and that look like people! It’s so cool…”

[oldmantiger]

"Wow!" Kotetsu lets out a low, impressed whistle. Barnaby's parents sound amazing. "So they help heroes help people - that is really cool! And robots that look like people? That sounds just like Astro Boy!" His favorite cartoon, now and later.

He catches sight of the sign on the door out of the corner of his eye, just before they walk past it entirely. Kotetsu stops, tugging on Barnaby's hand and pointing up at it. Here's their stop - at least for now. But as he does so, another thought occurs to Kotetsu, and he finds himself asking somewhat hesitantly:

"What about you? Do you want to do that kind of thing when you grow up? Like make cool armor and Astro Boys and stuff?"

[lostbunny]

“Astro Boy? I guess so. I think it’s really cool though! They’re really, really nice.”

He’s very lucky to have them, and right now, he’s lucky to have a friend that is going to help him find them. He stops when Kotetsu does, but the conversation is keeping him distracted, even if they should continue on.

“I really want to! I like the robots they make, and I bet I could make cool ones too. And, and maybe I could make a real Astro Boy. For you.” Even if he doesn’t know what it is, because Kotetsu is cool and he deserves it.

[oldmantiger]

"Nah, I don't need a robot like that. Maybe to be friends with, but I couldn't take care of him like his scientist dad does in the manga." Kotetsu knows that it's hard enough for him to be a little brother. He aspires to be more like Muramasa...but it makes more sense to him to focus all his potential big-brotherness on Barnaby instead. "What'd be really great is if you could make some cool power armor! To fly around with and help me stop bad guys!"

Kotetsu pushes open the door to their room and steps inside, taking a look around before beaming back at Barnaby.

"Then it would be like we're saving the day together, huh?"

But to do that, they need to get home, first - or at least find out how to contact Barnaby's parents so they can get the two of them home. Kotetsu puts his hands on his hips to give the room another look.

"Do you know what your parent's phone number is? I guess we could call them...but I haven't seen any phones. Or power plugs. Or...kind of anything electric?"

That really does seem weird now, that he thinks about it.