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{OOM: Time me. (Or, even superheroes have their off days.)}

So, to recap: when Bart enters the bar his hair is drenched in Icee (blueberry) and his forehead is sporting a large bruise in the form of a backwards 'FRESH!!'. He grumps at the bar for a second before making his way, stiffly, for the door to the rooms upstairs. He's not superspeeding, so you can catch him if you're so inclined.

Tinytags: Jenny, Billy Kaplan

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Blueberries are only okay. She'd prefer her Bart peppermint smelling any day.

Quickly, Jenny steals a kiss. "Good luck!"

Remarkably, he does, in fact, manage to shower without collapsing or banging his head on the shower head or even dying horribly in a sudden and unexplained bout of death.

Yes, we know: amazing!

His head sticks out again. "Towel?"

It comes as a big relief to Jenny in knowing his injuries aren't that bad. She had seen worse on New Thal. She had, in fact, caused worse.

So when Bart sticks his head out, she giggles and looks at him coyly. "Really?"

Towels cover too much.

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"If I promise just to use it on my hair?"

She tilts her head, considering.

"Promise?"

Solemn, "Promise."

Well, if that's the case...

Jenny picks up his towel from the wall and tosses it towards him.

It is, true to his word, applied to his hair.

AND THEN TIED AROUND HIS WAIST :O

Jenny's blue eyes go wide and she stares at him for just a moment.

"You said you'd just use it on your hair!"

"I did use it on my hair," he points out.

HE JUST DIDN'T KEEP IT THERE!

WHICH IS NOT FAIR.

"But it's around your waist now!"

IS SO!

"I didn't notice."

Jenny pouts for a second. "Take it off."

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That was an order, soldier!

They aren't in the army!

She was!

Cheerfully, "You going to keep staring at me like that?"

Seriously, "Are you going to relinquish the towel?"

"Maybe. Maybe not."

"You promised!"

Wibbleface at her.

She was holding the towels captive!

With good reason!

"I need to make sure you're not injured anywhere else, Bart," she explains with equal wibbleface. It's partially the truth? "I can't if you're covered!"

Oh yeah, he totally believes her.

"I'm not."

...this is getting ridiculous. Some part of Jenny's mind acknowledges such as she rolls her eyes. But the other part, the louder part, insists that arguing like this is fun.

"It's not like it's anything I haven't seen before!"