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♪♫♩♬~Ooh the weather outside is frightful~♪♫♩♬
We had a fun time on our vacation. We finally got some photos developed to show.
Happy Halloween !!!
"Bleh"
How's your parents?
Oh, they are doing wonderful! Healthy as could be and were very happy to hear that we actually took a vacation from work.
Beauty of a Beach Closed Rp
Scribble switched in to rub his chin, thinking for a moment before getting a smile on his face. “Oh I know what we could do,” he snapped his fingers when he said that and then dug into their pocket to get a coin. Showing it to them and chuckling, “We could flip a coin on it, that will help us decide.”
"Ah the old coin flip~" He watched with big beady eyes, really hoping for them all to go to the beach. It was a nice day out for swimming!..and also some tanning. He tapped his chin."Better bring some sun tan lotion!" He went over to his bags and rummaged around.
He smiled at the both of them. “Okay, coin flip it is then!” He stood up at right and watched Miles for a second, turning back to the cops. “So. Heads is beach. Tails is stay in here and relax.” He looked at them making sure that this was okay. “So shall we flip the coin and see what we get to do.”
He chuckled and nodded, taking the coin and flipping it into the air. Catching it and placing it on their arm and looking at Miles then at Business, "Oh...let's see what we got then~" Lifting his hand up he looked at the coin that sat on their arm, "Looks like we got...tails then."
Well That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Part 2)
He grumbled and waved at the astronaut as they turned on the coffee machine, rubbing at his eyes some as the machine started to work. They felt like they slept harder than they usually do…it was hard to get awake at the moment. After a moment, Scribble switched in to look at Benny with a small smile and going towards the fridge, “Morning…do you want anything for breakfast?”
Benny got up and floated into the kitchen, taking in a deep breath in hopes to catch a good whiff of the coffee Bad Cop was brewing. This didn’t end so well, despite achieving his goal however, as he struggled for a moment to push the air back out of his failed lungs, letting out a loud huff that sounded a bit like a cough. He hoped that the officers hadn’t noticed, he was now standing as though he had fallen from his floating. “I’m fine!” he croaked hastily.
Finally recomposed, Benny leaned against the counter and puffed out his cheek. As usual, he wasn’t hungry at all. However much he would have fancied some pancakes or waffles, he was absolutely certain he wouldn’t be able to get away with not actually eating said breakfast. But, if he told the officers that he wasn’t hungry or didn’t want to eat, they’d probably force something onto him… Especially considering how aggressively concerned Bad Cop was after the crash.
"Uh, nah. I can pick up something for myself later!" Benny lied quickly, "Don’t wanna take your food!"
Scribble Cop took out some stuff out of the fridge and smiled at Benny, "Nonsense. We have plenty of food." They just made something easy, a bowl of cereal sounded pretty good and fast. Making the bowl and sitting it on the table before warming a couple croissants in the microwave. "If anything at least try to eat a croissant, please. You need something in your stomach." he said to him with a cheerful tone as he went to sit in their small excuse for a dining area to eat at.
Late Nights || askscribblecop
"Yeah, I feel that. Do you at least like doing the nightshift? Or do you prefer working days? Because I like being up at night more so than during the day, but if I adapted to that life style j would ever see anyone really."
As soon as he was finished talking his eye contact broke so that he could check on his books. Simple peaking before looking back over at scribble cop. He knew the books wereNT going to sprout legs and walk away, but he was really paranoid about loosing them to the point that he often peaked over. Last thing he needed was to forget them and someone else take them. He’d be unable to study otherwise.
The cop shrugged again, messing with their cup a little on the table, "We don't have a preference really. I guess the night is more quieter, that can be good on some days..." He spaced out a little and hummed before looking back up at the Benny, "and how is work going for you, huh?"
how are you mr. cop???
Pretty good…
Well That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Part 2)
The cops woke up and stretched, letting out a yawn before getting out of bed. Yesterday was odd…finding a Benny from some other place. But they helped him out and opened their home to him, couldn’t just let him sleep out on the streets. Either way today they had the day off and even so they woke up early no matter what.
Getting out of bed they went to get ready for the day, brushing their teeth and getting dressed. Putting on a white v-neck t-shirt and black pants and after tucking his shirt in Bad walked hazily to the kitchen to fix some coffee and croissants.
Benny had finished looking around the apartment, avoiding closed doors, and was now floating about the living room. He quietly admired the photos and the various decorations that lined the walls. Even if they weren’t home much, it seemed as though they did at least take the time to make things look nice. He couldn’t help but wonder who exactly decorated everything, or if it was a group effort between the two of them. He chuckled when he thought about Bad Cop being an interior designer… Considering his vendetta against chairs, that was a little hard to believe!
However, there wasn’t much else to do for now, other than read the book he had selected last night. As that came to mind however, Benny heard the Officers move about. He quickly plopped onto the couch and waited for them to come out to greet the day. Beaming as Bad Cop slogged into the kitchen, he gave a little wave, “Morning, GCBC!” he chimed, “Sleep well?
He grumbled and waved at the astronaut as they turned on the coffee machine, rubbing at his eyes some as the machine started to work. They felt like they slept harder than they usually do...it was hard to get awake at the moment. After a moment, Scribble switched in to look at Benny with a small smile and going towards the fridge, "Morning...do you want anything for breakfast?"
Beauty of a Beach Closed Rp
Miles nods and stretches out a bit, letting out a nice sigh.”You can choose anything you three like, and I’ll be on board as soon as possible~” He chuckled and sat down on the bed, looking up at them.
Business just looked at the both of them and shrugged, “Im fine with anything.” He went and placed the bags aside before going back over and sat on the bed as well. “Just wondering if we should call it night and go to the beach tomorrow, or we are all ready to go now.”
Scribble switched in to rub his chin, thinking for a moment before getting a smile on his face. "Oh I know what we could do," he snapped his fingers when he said that and then dug into their pocket to get a coin. Showing it to them and chuckling, "We could flip a coin on it, that will help us decide."
Beauty of a Beach Closed Rp
"Oh now don’t go breaking your back." He went over and took some if not most of bags from the Officers."There’s no need to rush, hmhm~" The pilot walked up to the beach house to get everything settled in."This is a really beautiful place, sir!"
Business smiled at the three before he went over to the trunk and grabbed the last of the bags that were there, which wasn’t too much since the Officers took care of that. He chuckled to himself before following behind them and placed the bags inside as he looked around and nodded his head, looking back towards the three. “Well, it came with the private beach.~ Glad I could get all of this. You three wanna look around here and get everything settled in or head out to the beach?”
Bad huffed as Miles took most of the bags from them, "I could of handled it, Miles." He looked back at Business while they walked into the beach house and shrugged at him, "Putting these bags on the bed will be fine for us for now."
Late Nights || askscribblecop
"Yeah dude, you can sit. Seems like there ain’t any tables."
Benny was busy clearing the books to realize who it was. He suddenly felt spread out and messy, trying to stack the books on the windowsill so that only his drink and blue prints were on the table. No reason to not give this guy some space right? Who even was—
Oh! Its that cop!
“Heeeey! Hey now! Its been awhile, man!”
Scribble put their coffee on the table and slid into the booth, giving the astronaut a big smile, “Hey. It has been a while, hasn’t it?” He got comfortable in his seat and looked at all the books and papers Benny had on the table, “Are you um…studying up for something?”
"Well, I guess you could put it that way." Benny gave a little laugh, trying to straighten out an organize the books into piles. "Even though I haven’t passed the exam to go back into space— I’ve been making sure to keep up with my studies. You know. That way when I do pass I can get back right where I left off."
Benny’s gloved fingers fussed trying to poke the straw from his drink in through the crack in his helmet. It took a little bit but he soon got it. A content sigh as he exhales, giving the blueprints a final rub of his fingers before rolling them up.
“How have you been, I wouldn’t imagine that you would be up so late.”
He nodded and took a sip of his coffee, The cops didn't understand all that went with being an astronaut but it had to be a lot. Glancing at the books and papers he had, tapping their fingers along the cup. Scribble looking back at Benny when he asked him a question, perking up a bit. "Been good...been good, just up late doing work and what not at the station. Someone has to do the night shift right?" He shrugged his shoulders and chuckles, putting the coffee again to his lips.
Beauty of a Beach Closed Rp
"I haven’t been to the beach in what feels like ages!..and that’s saying something." He chuckled and looked out the window."A vacation is just the best idea we’ve had." Miles leaned in to the middle of them, giving both Business and the Officers a kiss on the cheek.
A small blush appeared on his cheeks when he felt the kiss from the man. He chuckled and smiled, “Well, I’m glad we’re all excited.” His eyes focused on the road. They drove for a while, about an hour to be exact. Having small talk as they went. Business finally looked and saw that the beach he reserved for them was just up ahead. Looking behind him to look at the two for a second, “And it looks we are here.” He drove all the up to find the beach house that came along with his reservation. Parking the car near the house he looked at the two again. “Well… Now we’re here.”
Scribble straightened up and opened the car door and jumped out, "Wonderful!" He took a deep breath smelling the ocean air and went to the back of the car to open the trunk. Bad switched in and looked at the bags, trying to figure out how to not make too many trips. In a moment he grabbed their bags and a mix of Miles and Business's. With a huff he balanced the bags that he had and walked to the beach house.
Well That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Part 2)
((Closed starter for askscribblecop.))
Benny woke to find his face pressed into the back of a plastic couch. He leaned back and quietly stared at it, blinking blearily. Why was the couch plastic…? It took a few moments for everything to sink back in. Just the day before, he had somehow managed to fling himself into what he assumed was another dimension, though it was one that was remarkably similar to his own. At least in some respects. Everything, the people included, were made out of Lego bricks… It was something that he had a difficult time fully wrapping his mind around.
With a grunt, Benny rolled over onto his back and stared at the ceiling for a while. He realized that his arms were wrapped around a book once the feeling came back to his limbs. He had intended to read the book last night, but never really bothered to even open. Maybe he’d read it at some point today, but he wasn’t very worried about that. Sitting up, he leaned against the couch’s arm rest and examined the room.
Morning light was pouring in through the window above the couch. It must have been sunrise. The living room was very nice. A bit dusty, but very neat and tidy. Well, aside from the warped chairs here and there. Looked like this Bad Cop had a vendetta against chairs as well! Benny couldn’t help but chuckle. Speaking of him… Were Good Cop Bad Cop awake yet? Looking around, Benny didn’t see them, nor did he hear them moving about. Though, they could have just been in another room. Placing the book on the couch, he finally decided to get up and take a quick peek around the home.
The cops woke up and stretched, letting out a yawn before getting out of bed. Yesterday was odd...finding a Benny from some other place. But they helped him out and opened their home to him, couldn't just let him sleep out on the streets. Either way today they had the day off and even so they woke up early no matter what.
Getting out of bed they went to get ready for the day, brushing their teeth and getting dressed. Putting on a white v-neck t-shirt and black pants and after tucking his shirt in Bad walked hazily to the kitchen to fix some coffee and croissants.
Beauty of a Beach Closed Rp
The pilot was hurrying around the room, packing this and that, important things and all. He tapped his chin, wondering if he had forgotten anything. Nothing at the moment! His phone vibrated, guessing that it was either Business or the Officers. He flipped open his phone and closed it after he read the text. The old man grabbed his bags and headed for the door, making sure to lock it right behind him. He was wearing a tacky Hawaiian t-shirt and shorts.”I’m here!”Â
He got out of the car once Miles had approached them. Looking at the pilot before him and chuckling, “You need a lei with that outfit?” He teased as he took the mans bags and stuffed them in trunk. Getting back in the drivers side and starting the car up once Miles got in. He got out of the parking lot and got onto the road. “Alright, the beach isn’t that far away. You guys excited?” He glanced at the both of them.
Scribble switched in and leaned on the car door, giving off a smile as he turned his head to look at the two, "Very! Been looking forward to this trip...We're going to have so much fun~"
Beauty of a Beach Closed Rp
Business packed his suitcases in his car before closing the trunk and getting in the drivers side. Starting it up and backing out of his drive way, he started to head to the cops apartment. When he arrived there, he parked in the parking lot and went up to their door. Knocking at it swiftly, “Hey, officers! You ready? We need to go pick up Miles too.” He waited out the door for them.
The cops huffed and finished packing their bags, making sure they did have everything first Bad Cop grabbed their luggage and went out of their apartment door to see Business waiting. "Yeah...yeah, we're ready." The two of them went down to the car and put their bags in the trunk and got in the passenger side. Business drove straight to Mile's place next, parking outside as the cops sent the pilot a text saying they were here to get him.
Late Nights || askscribblecop
The cops were just put on break during their night shift at the police station. Scribble Cop let out a yawn as he entered the coffee shop, getting in line to get their coffee. They couldn’t hardly believe how packed this place got at night, but it was one of the few that stayed open this late. After getting his coffee he went to look for a place to sit and relax on his break. He walked and looked around for a place to sit down, noticing a movement to their side he looked over. He saw a familiar astronaut and sat down across from him, “Hope it’s okay if we sit here?”
"Yeah dude, you can sit. Seems like there ain’t any tables."
Benny was busy clearing the books to realize who it was. He suddenly felt spread out and messy, trying to stack the books on the windowsill so that only his drink and blue prints were on the table. No reason to not give this guy some space right? Who even was—
Oh! Its that cop!
“Heeeey! Hey now! Its been awhile, man!”
Scribble put their coffee on the table and slid into the booth, giving the astronaut a big smile, "Hey. It has been a while, hasn't it?" He got comfortable in his seat and looked at all the books and papers Benny had on the table, "Are you um...studying up for something?"