Log: Avengers Mansion
[He was silent when he landed in the garden of Avengers Mansion, bare feet pressing into the cold, damp grass that got the hem of his jeans wet as he crossed over the lawn. (He hadn't bothered to slip into his Converse before he'd flown through the window of his bedroom, and he didn't have the focus to magic up some new shoes as he made the short flight over. Too much stuff in his head.) The side door that he slipped through opened onto the main floor, in a hallway just off the kitchen. If this was his Teddy, the kitchen was definitely the place to check first.
If this was his Teddy. His, and not like the hotel's echo of Teddy that he'd wished into existence - not that husk, smiling blandly up until the moment that he'd disappeared. Billy was thinking that it was a pretty big 'if', given his less-than-stellar track record for holding onto the people he cared about.
The overhead light was on in the kitchen, and there was a pair of legs visible behind the open door to the mammoth fridge that could feed hordes of Avengers - or one very ravenous Kree-Skrull halfling. Billy hesitated in the doorway, standing lightly with his bare feet against the tiled floor. He swallowed.]