for n-chu4ever because her Fire!John AU is what I do on my weekends <33
John was at Harvard when Scott suggested, lightly teasing, that he really should get his nose out of his books for five minutes and please get a hobby, for god’s sake little brother. The elder Tracy forwards John a list of his University’s Societies, with the thinking that John will at least be half tempted by maybe the Gaming Analytics Group or the Chess Club or the Robotics Club or anything that doesn’t involve John having his eye pressed to a telescope 24 hours a bloody day. Hell, he can join Anime Soc for all Scott cares because John, pale and interaction starved, just seriously needs to get out more.
But then John, for some bizarre, unfathomable reason, decides it’s the Harvard College Magicians Society that he wants to join and Scott stares at him like he’s grown another head (which, with the amount of time he spends the Uni labs, Scott thinks quite likely).
“Magic, John?” Big brother blinks, “Magic, really?” Because John is science and facts and space and his head stuck in the stars or in the lab or to a telescope and magic is the least-John thing he can possibly imagine.
“I’m interested in the tricks behind it.” John just calmly smiles, packing his books away on the other end of the holocall. “They have a circus skills division with fire performances too, and I wouldn’t mind learning some staff or poi or those spinny things on a string or something. And not just for the scientific interest I have in combustion.” He grins, glancing up at his brother. “You’re right, Scotty boy. I really do need a hobby.”