"I don't think so," Brainiac 5 answered flatly. "I'm fine sitting right here, not to mention I have no idea what you mean by 'fap', nor do I want to. The bus ride will end eventually, so I'm sure you can survive until then."
With that said, he turned back around in his seat to face the right direction and look out the window, wondering how long the bus trip would take. The other boy spoke up again, and Brainiac 5 glanced at him sharply, all his attention now focused on what he was saying. He hadn't run into anyone really who knew about his ancestor or even what the name 'Brainiac' really meant. He'd gotten used to not having to explain things, or worry if people would find out about it and judge him based on a name.
Apparently he should have realised that wouldn't last.
"I'm nothing like him," he said as calmly as he could manage, lowering his own voice to match the other boy's. "I may be the fifth to have the Brainiac name, but I am not my ancestor. I rejected everything he represented some time ago."
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With that said, he turned back around in his seat to face the right direction and look out the window, wondering how long the bus trip would take. The other boy spoke up again, and Brainiac 5 glanced at him sharply, all his attention now focused on what he was saying. He hadn't run into anyone really who knew about his ancestor or even what the name 'Brainiac' really meant. He'd gotten used to not having to explain things, or worry if people would find out about it and judge him based on a name.
Apparently he should have realised that wouldn't last.
"I'm nothing like him," he said as calmly as he could manage, lowering his own voice to match the other boy's. "I may be the fifth to have the Brainiac name, but I am not my ancestor. I rejected everything he represented some time ago."