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Moment of Awesome - Matt Murdock/Daredevil: Brotherly bonding in the case of Matt and Clinton Barton means strange hours, Mythbusters and conversations about Clint's recent work trip to Florida. Jerking awake as his phone blasted Sam Cooke singing about Cupid, Matt reached for the night stand, groping for the device before tapping "accept." Thank goodness for customized ringtones. "Yeah?" He grunted, voice rough from sleep. What time was it? "I want Chinese and Nana Kimura's soft quilt, not the one made out of wool pants during the Great Depression, and a marathon of old school Mythbusters until I pass out," Clint said. "Facilitate this for me." He paused, then reminded his brother, "Also, you have the soft quilt in your suite, so you have to do this, whether you want to or not. I'll pay for the food." Wiping crust from his eyes, Matt was already getting out of bed. "What time is it?" He asked. "And I want sushi. If you're stealing the quilt, then rainbow rolls and nigiri are a must." He liked the quilt and called dibs almost immediately as a child. His uncles had forced him to share, but he still kept it as much as possible. "Done," Clint said. Ordering from two places at this time of night wasn't really any more terrible than ordering from one. "It's two thirty in the morning. I'd say 'sorry,' but I've been up for like 48 hours straight, so. I've got Mythbusters DVR'd, though. I'll meet you on the couch in ten." Oh, huh, normal sleep times. That was nifty, but apparently short lived. "Yeah, okay," he agreed, tugging a sweatshirt on and finding his sneakers. Hanging up without goodbye, Matt tugged the blanket from his bed and a second one from the closet before heading to Clint's apartment. Clint left the suite door open a bit so Matt could get in easy, called the orders in, and had just finished propping the various cushions and pillows up in the right places when his brother arrived. "Bro," he said. "Usual setup's set. Did you bother watching that episode of the new Mythbusters where they were testing whether or not you could jump off the top of a building and go through a window a couple floors down? Cause I watched it accidentally and it was really, really irritating."​ Heading to the couch, Matt shoved the blanket at his brother before sprawling on the other end. "Nope. Don't like their voice description, you're better. But we've both done it, so if they proved out wrong, then they're fools." "Right?" Clint flung his hands out a little incoherently. "I mean, it's just -- it's physics. Anchor point, length of rope or wire or whatever, jump -- pendulum. Like, yes, the glass shattering could be dangerous if you're not wearing the appropriate gear, but like. Break it before going in or -- or! Go feet first! They said it was plausible, but only within certain parameters, which -- that's a cop out, if you ask me. Physics says it's possible and we've done it, so it's not even actually a myth!" "I think the big question is training," Matt responded thoughtfully. "Can someone off the street randomly do that even if they have proper gear? Even if they're in good shape or exercise regularly, probably not. What we consider a normal workout routine is normal for us, not everybody," and while they both had powers that would assist understanding the physics side of things, neither of them had any sort of increased strength or flexibility or whatever. That was all training. Clint waved his hand dismissively at his brother. "It's still physics. And it's still not a myth," his said, clicking through the DVR to find his recorded Mythbusters' library. "What's up with you? How were things here while I was in Florida?"​ Of course it was still physics, but being able to actually do something wasn't the same as theoretically doing it. "No one set anything on fire. I gave a seminar on how to deal with cops as a mutant. Fun times. You get a tan in Florida?"