I have no excuse.
Set before Jinx left but after the school blew up.
Warnings: Nothing too terrible depending on how good your imagination is. Also some language.
It really wasn't Seymour's fault, all things considered. Anyone could have suggested they go watch a movie and conveniently forget to pay. It wasn't as if that was a novel concept to kids at the Hive.
At the time it had been a brilliant suggestion. Jinx was PMSing, therefore raising hell for all of them since they were not being supportive enough. Elliot was off smoking pot somewhere and Baron was pissed about it. The HQ (Hive Quarters, they had a gift) was not a very safe place to be when he had gotten the seemingly wonderful idea to sneak into a movie. He couldn't be blamed for wanting out of there as fast as possible. And he was even nice enough to let some of his other friends in on the deal.
"Seymour, you gunk-munching toe-rag." Mikron seethed. "I thought you were supposed to be all seeing! I can't believe that I have to sit through this---" He continued to hiss curses and threats.
"Hey man, don't make fun of my sight." Seymour lazily replied before tuning him out, sighing in exasperation.
It couldn't honestly be considered Seymour's fault. Billy had been all for the idea, claiming the idea to get out of there was the best idea the one-eyed boy had ever had. So maybe if Billy hadn't encouraged Seymour he wouldn't be stuck in the predicament he was.
Watching Tellytubbies, big screen style. 3-D glasses and all.
So it was he, a murderous Mikron, and an amused Billy, holed up in the theater until the goddamn movie was finished.
It didn't help that Billy kept pointing out innocent childlike phrases that could be stretched into sexual innuendo. He did not wasn't to think about Tinkywinky that way, or the vacuum for that matter. Plus, every time Billy made an offhand comment Mikron sent Seymour a glare as though the freaky workings of Billy's mind were his fault. Mega unfair.
Granted, Mikron could probably blast the wall down and Seymour could blow up the screen and they would be out of there. Unfortunately, all of those increasingly tempting options would draw the Titans to the theater like Hank to gummy-bears. Hella fast. And Seymour was so not in the mood to deal with them.
The toddlers giggled, flashing cherubic grins at the screen, for the most part unaware of Mikron's death glares, cursing, and Billy's perverted comments. Although Seymour overheard one little girl as her mama what "motherfuckin'" meant, most of the other children's minds remained innocent.
Dipsy and Po went off into their house together for a moment, causing Billy to start emitting cat calls. Parents glared at the group and snaked possessive arms around their children, trying to shield them from the group of criminal's evilness. Seymour could only look and the ceiling in shame and hope they got thrown out soon.
It wasn't his fault that they had 'accidentally' locked themselves into Tellytubbies. Anyone could have mistaken the Tellytubbies sign for a sign that read 'Wedding crashers.'
Anybody.