To ChopSuzi – yes, that was funny, but it was also extremely sad. Because the Hulk is actually an okay guy. He's part of Bruce, he doesn't really want to mess up his life, he just wants to protect him and make sure he doesn't get hurt, in a way. So that's why he calms down around Hermione, because he knows Hermione is perfectly capable of making sure that she and Bruce are safe. However, if something ever happens to Hermione where she's in danger and can't keep safe, the Hulk will pop out and kill it. It's like, the Hulk is their guardian, except he's actually messing up more than he means to. He doesn't want them to not have children – he'd probably even let their kids use him as a slide, I think, but the world really doesn't need a two year old Hulk throwing a temper tantrum, and he realizes that and he knows that it's all his fault. Bruce still thinks of him as ruining his life, but Hermione understands that the Hulk and Bruce are actually two entirely different guys, but with the same – err, heart? They both love her and want to protect her, but the Hulk is just like "hey you love my buddy you're alright in my book" not like Bruce loves her – although he could, but that might be weird, I think. I don't really know how to explain this, but the Hulk just wants to make everything okay for those two, but he's big and so he accidentally ends up squishing something.
Can you tell I'm in Acting class? I over analyze shit like this and love when I get opportunities to do so.
"So when's the wedding?"
"What?" Hermione asked, looking up from James and up at Jack, arching an eyebrow as he leaned further onto the back of the couch. Bruce looked up from the living room floor, where Teddy, Victoire and Dominique were flopping around on him.
"Your wedding, when is it?" he questioned, "It's been ages since he proposed, and we've never had all of that mushy marriage talk like we had when Harry proposed to Ginny."
"Wow," Bruce said as he thumped his head on the carpet, "We're great."
"Err – we haven't really talked about it," she shrugged, as if it were no big deal.
"You haven't?" Molly asked, blinking at her, "But – it's your wedding."
She shrugged again, "My mother always said I was unconventional. When I was younger, instead of pretending to walk down the aisle, I'd pretend to fight monsters." She suddenly realized the irony of this and snorted, "Wow, I just now got that."
Bruce chuckled, holding Domi up above him, "You must've been psychic."
She arched an eyebrow over at him, "I thought you didn't believe in psychics?"
"I didn't believe in magic, either, and now I'm getting married into it," he grinned back. "As far as I know, there are aliens on Pluto."
"Don't be ridiculous – there are no such things as aliens," Hermione snorted.
"This coming from the witch," he smirked as she stuck her tongue out at him.
"But what month are you getting married, who are you inviting, that kind of things that Ginny and Jane thought over for ages," Jack blinked.
Jane frowned at her younger brother, "Oh, stuff it, I bet Melissa will do that to if you ever propose to her!"
"And that's fine, I'm expecting that of her, but it's Hermione and she hasn't planned everything to the very last detail?" he asked.
"It is extremely out of character for you, Hermione," Percy noted.
She handed James off to Ginny and spread her arms to the sky, "Live life to the fullest, no regrets, every day is a new adventure! What ever happened to 'loosen up, Hermione'?"
"It ees just – your wedding," Fleur insisted, "It ees very strange that you 'aven't at least thought about it."
"What kind of dress are you wearing?" Ginny prodded.
"A white one," she teased before she glared at her, "Fine, I'm going in sweatpants now."
"Can't you get ordained from the Internet?" Bruce asked, "We can get one of these guys to do it."
George, Jack and Ron lit up and beamed between the two as Hermione grimaced.
"I wanna do it!" George stood and waved his arm.
"No way – I brought it up!" Jack argued.
"I've known her longer!" Ron said.
"Yeah, but you were a downright prat to her in first year!" George exclaimed.
"That's it!" Hermione stood with a grin, "We can get the troll to do it!"
"So – Ron?" Harry asked before snorting at the offended look on his friend's face. Ginny cackled as George coughed back his own laughs, Percy hiding his grins behind Audrey as Fleur grabbed Victoire and hid her smile behind her hair.
"Oh, I'm so confused," Bruce sighed to Teddy, who patted his nose sympathetically to make him grin. "Hey, Hermione, what if we get Mister Weasley to do it?"
Arthur lit up like a Christmas tree, "I get to go on the Internet?"
"Yeah, and we can have it right in the backyard, like we did for Bill and Fleur," Ron smiled.
"It's a better plan than we've had," Bruce admitted, standing and hoisting Domi on his shoulders.
"Oh, Hermione, we can make your dress too!" Fleur said excitedly. "Just like we did for Ginny!"
"Alright, sounds fun," she shrugged, smiling at them before looking up to Bruce, "What do you think?"
"I like it," he shrugged, bouncing Domi to make her scream a little and grab at his hands.
"Don't do that, Uncle Juice!" she demanded, making him snort and laugh.
"Alright, I won't anymore," he grinned up at her. She stuck her tongue out at him to make him laugh, the others chuckling at them as well, Hermione a little sadly, but no one else noticed.
Wow I'm updating nearly everything all at once all of a sudden. Like, I actually started updating Headaches and Werewolf Worries too.
I like this feeling!