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nebula 1×02 gave nebula 2×01 nickname 'bula and/or n'uls because that's basically what she did with t'challa by calling him cha-cha 🫠
don't come for me, this can be both platonic and romantic, i don't care, they are both lesbians but one is mean and the other is sly 🤌
because of what if..? 2×01 i'm now thinking about an au where that nebula meets nebula from 1×02 because THAT nebula has the energy of a vixen sidekick from old noir detective movies which perfectly accompanies 2×01 nebula who has the energy of deckard from blade runner (the whole episode has that dark cyberpunk theme, it's insanely good)
mind you, i'm a simp for this woman, i NEED to see them together-
because of what if..? 2×01 i'm now thinking about an au where that nebula meets nebula from 1×02 because THAT nebula has the energy of a vixen sidekick from old noir detective movies which perfectly accompanies 2×01 nebula who has the energy of deckard from blade runner (the whole episode has that dark cyberpunk theme, it's insanely good)
mind you, i'm a simp for this woman, i NEED to see them together-
Part 2:
“What are you doing?” Mantis had snuck up on Nebula curled up in her bed, flicking a triangular prism of paper back and forth. It had been approximately seventeen hours and forty-two minutes since their last conversation.
“Some stupid game,” Nebula didn't even look up, focused on aiming the paper triangle directly at the lamp across the room.
Mantis tilted her head. “If it is stupid…then why are you playing it?”
Nebula shrugged. Flicked the paper with her left hand. It crashed onto the floor without a sound. “Don't know. Don't care.”
Mantis shifted on her feet, then leaned back on her heels, then stared at the ceiling. “Can I join you?”
Nebula didn't say yes. She didn't nod. She just scooted to the head of the bed, back pressed against the wall, and patted the other side. “Get the paper. Get up. Put your hands like this. Let's get on with it already.”
Mantis copied Nebula's hand position, but Nebula had to make adjustments. For half a second, her hands touched Mantis's. Nebula's hands were surprisingly cold. Mantis couldn't help the way she stared into Nebula's eyes, her antennae glowing in the dim room.
“You're nervous.”
Nebula pulled away with more speed than a bullet shooting out of a rifle. “I didn't give you permission to read my mind, insect.”
Mantis stared at the black bedsheets. “Sorry.”
She was met with a paper triangle hitting her in the chest, then falling into the space between her hands. Nebula's expression remained untouched. “Score.”
Somewhere else on the planet, Rocket and Drax would be wondering where Nebula and Mantis had been all afternoon. They weren't going to find out.
Knowhere. 4 days after the abduction of Kevin Bacon.
“You knew.”
“What?”
“You knew the whole time, Nebula.” Mantis paused, deep in thought. Then finally, all those questions bubbled to the surface and formed one word. “How?”
Nebula was getting annoyed. “Again, knew what? I don't read minds, bug.”
“That Ego is my father.”
“Was,” Nebula corrected. Mantis flinched. Her antennae flickered a bit.
“I told you yesterday,” Mantis continued. “But I could sense…guilt. Remorse. Nervousness. You already knew.”
Nebula stiffened. “It wasn't hard to guess. Ego didn't have a single other being living on his planet. He murdered all of his previous children and their mothers, makes sense he'd spare the most useful one.”
Mantis's eyes widened for a moment. “Yes, that was why he wanted to find Peter.”
“I'm not talking about Peter, grasshopper.”
“It's Mantis.”
“Let's just say that we've got one thing in common.”
“What is that?”
Something resembling a smile twitched on Nebula's lips. “We both had total dicks for fathers.”
Knowhere. 4 days after the abduction of Kevin Bacon.
“You knew.”
“What?”
“You knew the whole time, Nebula.” Mantis paused, deep in thought. Then finally, all those questions bubbled to the surface and formed one word. “How?”
Nebula was getting annoyed. “Again, knew what? I don't read minds, bug.”
“That Ego is my father.”
“Was,” Nebula corrected. Mantis flinched. Her antennae flickered a bit.
“I told you yesterday,” Mantis continued. “But I could sense…guilt. Remorse. Nervousness. You already knew.”
Nebula stiffened. “It wasn't hard to guess. Ego didn't have a single other being living on his planet. He murdered all of his previous children and their mothers, makes sense he'd spare the most useful one.”
Mantis's eyes widened for a moment. “Yes, that was why he wanted to find Peter.”
“I'm not talking about Peter, grasshopper.”
“It's Mantis.”
“Let's just say that we've got one thing in common.”
“What is that?”
Something resembling a smile twitched on Nebula's lips. “We both had total dicks for fathers.”