that fall guy

brother of ryland, wife of jody

[colt-seavers-official]

Intro Post

DNF if you are apart of T.R.A.S.H, meaning:

Transphobic/TERF

Racist

Ableist

Sexist

Homophobic

Also if you are a proshipper, disrespect therians/furries, or anyone else who is considered "weird".

You will not be tolerated at all

I'm happy to be interacted with by anyone! My inbox and messages are open to anyone who wants to talk, rp, etc etc. Don't ever worry about reaching out to me, I'm always excited to talk to new people!

Mod is a teenager (minor), so please don't be sexual towards me. I'm fine to interact with people who are 18+, just don't be weird and we're all good.

Mod is also trans and has been out for half a decade now, so if any transmascs need any tips or advice (maybe transfems, too, but my help might be limited), my DMs are always open to you!

I'm happy to be shipped with anyone who thinks Colt fits with their character! Cross-shipping is very much welcome on this account lol, the more bizarre the pairing the better.

@simondrowinginblood putting them here cuz they're super swagger and deserve more recognition, go check them out!

My timezone is EST, and I'm most likely to respond between 7 AM-10 PM. My sleep schedule is incredibly wonky, though, and I do often sleep during the day, so I'm sorry in advance for any late replies.

Due to popular demand (I put up a poll), here's a little facts about me, the mod!

My name is Jasper, I'm transmasc and I use he/him pronouns. I'm a teenager and am about to go to a new arts high school to pursue theatre! I'm an actor in a local theatre academy and recently got some scholarships to go there for free which is really exciting for me!

I'm Canadian, born and raised

I have anxiety (medicated) and ADHD (raw dogging)

My hobbies are writing, singing, drawing, listening to music, sewing/making clothes, working out, playing guitar, reading, watching movies (is that a hobby? don't ask me), acting, torturing my hair by bleach, dyeing and cutting it all the time by myself; and decorating my room excessively

I have five piercings so far (belly button, helix, septum, lobes)

I am not beating the musical theatre kid allegations

My fandoms include but are not limited to:

Project Hail Mary

Iron Lung

Hadestown

EPIC The Musical

Spider-Man (Tom Holland and Miles Morales)

Hamilton

Six of Crows

Dead Poets Society

Percy Jackson and the Olympians

The Odyssey (movie)

The Song of Achilles

Arcane

Legend of Zelda

Mouthwashing

I love love love music, some of my favourite artists are:

Noah Kahan

Hozier

David Bowie

The Smiths

The Beetles

Jeff Buckley

Adrianne Lenker/Big Thief

beabadoobee

Sofia Isella

The Cure

Cheap Perfume

Conan Gray

Frank Sinatra

TV Girl

Alex G

Alright, I'll shut up for now. I hope you enjoy my blog!

[colt-seavers-official]

Uncle colt, can I have $450...?

I'm afraid to ask what for...

[hailmaryfullofaroace]

Therapy...

[colt-seavers-official]

Kid, I can't afford my own therapy, I can't pay for yours. You just gotta tough it out

[colt-seavers-official]

Hello Colt, I hope you know I bought a copy of Metalstorm while I visited. Don’t have that one on the Mary.

@hopping-dimensions

Oh hell yes! It's such a great movie.

Wait... hold on, why do you seem so familiar?

[hopping-dimensions]

I'm Captain Doctor Rylee Grace of the Hail Mary! Another dimension's version of your brother, Ryland Grace.

It's funny that you pick up on this faster than he does, however when I met Ryland he had a few drugs running through him system.

[colt-seavers-official]

Hold on, another dimension?! You're saying there's actually a multiverse?! I thought that was just theoretical!

[hopping-dimensions]

Not theoretical anymore! I invented this use of travel actually. Pretty sick, if I do say so.

[colt-seavers-official]

'Pretty sick' is an understatement, that's insane! Dude, you've got to tell me how it works.

[colt-seavers-official]

Ooc: I’m debating on making either a Colt rp blog or a Six rp blog, but I can’t choose between them for the life of me, please help 😭 (feel free to ignore this lol I’m just being dramatic)

@dr-captain-ryland-gracee

ooc: hm... i like a six rp blog would be hella swagger

[simondrowinginblood]

Colt is standing behind the door to Simon's house, purposefully cowering behind the mosaic glass so that Simon wouldn't be able to see him properly.

"Uh... Si? Are you in there?" he calls out nervously. "Something sort of... happened..."

Hmm? *Simon looks up from the plants he was taking care of* Colt! Welcome hello... wait what do you mean something happened? Are you okay?!

[colt-seavers-official]

"I'm technically okay, just... promise you won't laugh." He was seriously starting to scold himself for coming over, because how was he supposed to face Simon in the state he's in?

[simondrowinginblood]

Have I ever laughed at you before? What could possibly be so bad that I would laugh at you?

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt took a deep breath before fully opening the front door and stepping inside, hanging his head in shame. There were cat ears poking out of his hair and a tail hanging with his legs.

"So... one of the kids sorta put a curse on me."

[simondrowinginblood]

Oh!.... you uh your... you have ears and a tail? Is it a cat? Is that the animal?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Yes, and it's terrible. I look so ridiculous." Colt glances at his reflection in the mirror against the wall and groans, putting his head in his hands. "I'm stuck like this for twenty-four hours."

[simondrowinginblood]

I mean it could always be worse... honestly knowing the kids it could be a lot lot worse

Do they hurt at least? *Simon poked his ear*

[colt-seavers-official]

"They don't, they just feel... weird," Colt shrugs, dropping his hands. He's pouting. "One of the kids tried to cut them off, and that would've definitely hurt."

[simondrowinginblood]

Well I'm glad your not hurt and I'm especially glad that kid didn't cut them

But do you even feel any different at all?

[colt-seavers-official]

"I feel strange, I just... I don't know! This is all so crazy, I don't--!"

He looks over at a glass cup on Simon's counter. He slowly moves towards it, his hand reaching out to slowly push it towards the edge.

[simondrowinginblood]

What are you doing... hey my cup! *Simon quickly catches the cup before it fell* what was that for? Glass is awful to clean up

[colt-seavers-official]

"But it would've been so cool..." He shook his head to try to snap out of it. "Sorry, it's a cat thing. They like shoving stuff off counters and stuff."

He then looked over at the couch, which was starting to look awfully scratchable. He glanced at Simon, then at the couch, then at Simon before darting across the house towards it.

[simondrowinginblood]

Hey!? *He quickly follows after him* What are you doing now!?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Nothing!" he shouted innocently, only to collapse right in front of the sofa. His nails reached out, clawing against the cushions hard enough to make them tear.

[simondrowinginblood]

Stop that! *Simon grabbed onto his hands* let me guess another cat thing? Why would people keep cats if they destroy everything?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Nooo, come on, it's so fun!" He tries to wriggle his hands free, but Simon's too strong.

His eyes suddenly get big and watery as he stares up at Simon. "Are you saying you want to get rid of me?"

[simondrowinginblood]

What? No! You're not a cat... well you mostly aren't

I'm not getting rid of you but why do you keep destroyed everything?

[colt-seavers-official]

"I dunno, it's just what cats do," He shrugs. "I once had a cat who chewed up all of my plants."

He then starts looking too intensely over at one of the plants in the corner. "But... I wouldn't do that."

[simondrowinginblood]

*Simon put his hands on his cheeks and gently shook his head around You better not, tell me what else do cats do so I can prepare myself and everything in here

[colt-seavers-official]

"Uh... They like to run around a lot, and hunt, and randomly attack things and people. They also really like to just... sit on people."

[simondrowinginblood]

And people just enjoy having them around? I guess it looks cute but it just seems like a brat most of the time

[colt-seavers-official]

"Hey! I'm not a brat, I swear," he says firmly, as if he didn't just try to wreck Simon's house.

He flopped back onto the carpet with a sigh. Then he started rolling around the floor out of boredom.

[simondrowinginblood]

I don't believe that for a second

But all we have to do is wait a bit and then your fixed *Simon followed after him as he rolled* is there anything you want to do that doesn't involve destroying my house?

[colt-seavers-official]

"I don't know!" Colt continued rolling around, occasionally bumping into furniture and walls before he suddenly jolted upright with a wide grin on his face. "Nevermind, I do know."

He sprung up and quickly headed for the front door, leaving it open so Simon could follow him.

[simondrowinginblood]

Colt! Wait up! Where are we going? *Simon quickly ran after him*

[colt-seavers-official]

"I wanna try something!" Was the only information Colt gave as he rushed down the beach to the shore. Only kicking off his shoes and socks, he leapt into the cold ocean water.

His eyes then went large.

"NO! NO, NO, NO, THIS IS TERRIBLE!"

[simondrowinginblood]

Colt!? *Simon quickly hurried and helped lift him out of the water* I thought you liked the ocean?

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt immediately clung to Simon as he was hauled out of the water, his whole body shivering and muscles tense.

"I-I do! But this is awful, so awful, I hate this. Cats hate water so I wanted to test it out, but that was a terrible decision." He looked seconds away from a full blown panic attack.

[simondrowinginblood]

Uh... look I'll dry you up and you just keep talking about not the scary water, just literally anything else you want, sound good?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Yeah... Yeah, that sounds good... Did you know that, um, aspen trees are really fire resilient? Because they're a one root system so they share water and stuff that keeps them pretty safe during forest fires."

"I've been looking into trees more since you love them so much and-- Jeez, I feel horrible."

[simondrowinginblood]

Really? Wow that's amazing and I love you

And I know the ocean is horrible and wet and scary *Simon sets him down and grabs a near by towel and started to dry him off*

[colt-seavers-official]

"It really is." He tried to cling to Simon while he dried him off, wanting desperately to be close to him and far away from the ocean.

The moment he was dry enough, he lurched at Simon and curled himself around him, refusing to let go.

"I never want to touch the ocean again."

[simondrowinginblood]

Well being on the beach with you won't be so bad at least *He rubbed Colt's back* and who knows when this is all over you might like it again

[colt-seavers-official]

"I won't ever like it again, that place is horrible!" He holds tightly onto Simon even as they make their way back to his house.

He groans at the feeling of his soaked, too heavy clothes hanging off his body. "Can I borrow some of your clothes? I feel terrible right now."

[simondrowinginblood]

Yeah of course you may, my stuff is your stuff

They should be in my room, and while you do that I'll make us some tea so you can warm up, any preferences on tea?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Did I ever tell you that I love you and you're my favourite person ever? I'd love black tea."

He gives Simon a quick kiss before heading down towards the bedroom, already peeling off his clothes on the way.

[simondrowinginblood]

You have a few times

And coming right up, do doo do *Simon makes some tea (tasty yum :3)*

[colt-seavers-official]

He reappears sometime later in a white tank top and grey sweatpants. He sneaks up behind Simon in the kitchen and wraps himself around him, burying his face into his shoulder.

"I don't wanna be like this," he complained in a whine. Then, he slowly opened his mouth and gently chomped down on Simon's shoulder. This whole cat thing was getting out of control.

[rose-the-convict]

Colt tries to swallow his nerves as he approaches Rose, giving her a small tap on her shoulder. "Hey, Rose. Do you think you could introduce me to everyone? I, uh, don't really know how to go up to them myself."

Of course I can, Colt. I'd be happy to!

[She leads him over to Melody and Damien.]

So this is my Mama, Melody. And this is my Papa, Damien!

[She guestures to each of them when she says their name.]

Ooc: @madeofmanyfandoms is the one who does Melody

[colt-seavers-official]

"Right... okay... And they're all friendly, right?"

[rose-the-convict]

Yes, granted Mama might take a liking to you and ahem- forcefully adopt you.

That's she adopted two of the three Simons that are here right now.

[madeofmanyfandoms]

-Melody looks up from where she'd been laying cuddled against Damien's chest, blinking slowly as she wakes up from her light doze. She smiles brightly at Rose once she registers her presence- "Rose, my treasure! I'm so pleased to see you! (She greets softly, doing her best not to wake Damien)

@rose-the-convict

[rose-the-convict]

Hi, Mama, so this is Colt. He wanted to meet you.

[She gestures to Colt, gently pushing him towards Melody.]

@colt-seavers-official

[colt-seavers-official]

He stumbles a little when Rose pushes him, but quickly steadies himself. He raises his hand to greet Melody.

"Uh, yeah. Nice to meet you," he whispers, trying not to disturb the other sleeping figure. "I sort of just... wounded up here a little while ago. I only know Simon (@simondrowinginblood), so I thought I should meet some of the other people here."

@madeofmanyfandoms

[madeofmanyfandoms]

-Melody nods in understanding as she gives Colt a friendly smile- "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Colt." (She greets him warmly, also keeping her voice low as her mate sleeps)

@colt-seavers-official

[colt-seavers-official]

He smiles lightly, wondering how to end the conversation before his eyes properly settled on the resting body nestled against Melody "That's Damien, right?"

[madeofmanyfandoms]

-Melody nods, a warm smile spreading across her lips- "Yes, this is my mate Damien." (She confirms happily)

@colt-seavers-official

[colt-seavers-official]

"You two seem really good for each other. I also have a partner here, it's Simon (@simondrowinginblood). He's sort of the reason I'm still in this place. I didn't want to leave his side, you know?"

@madeofmanyfandoms

[madeofmanyfandoms]

-Melody nods in agreement- "I like to think so." (She says softly) -as she gently strokes the back of Damien's hand with her thumb-

@rose-the-convict

[rose-the-convict]

Alright, do you want to go meet the rest of the Simons and Alec or do you wanna go meet the others?

@colt-seavers-official

[colt-seavers-official]

"Um... I think I want to meet the Simons and Alec first."

@rose-the-convict

[rose-the-convict]

Alright.

[She leads him to the other Simons, and Alec.]

@s1m0n-inthedark

@simon-sm13-sos

@madeofmanyfandoms

Ooc: Whoever's first is the winner!!!

[madeofmanyfandoms]

-Alec looks up and gives Colt a brief, friendly wave- 'ey there. It's nice tah meetcha. (He greets casually)

@colt-seavers-official

Ooc: Oops, got my reblog chains mixed up and almost broke time, but I've fixed it now!

[madeofmanyfandoms]

@colt-seavers-official

[madeofmanyfandoms]

@colt-seavers-official

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt offers Alec a small wave, doing his best not to seem obvious in the way his eyes trail curiously over the other man, trying to get the gist of him just from appearance.

"It's nice to meet you, too," he returns with a polite smile. "So... What do you do around here, exactly?"

@madeofmanyfandoms

[madeofmanyfandoms]

Ah, nothing to interesting honestly. Mrs. Claire wants me to spend another month or two adjusting to my new form and building my strength before I join any hunting groups, so I mostly just help out wherever I can. (Alec responds calmly)

@rose-the-convict

[rose-the-convict]

[Rose laughs.]

Alec, you do realize that she’s your grandmother? And you can call her Grandma? Jeez- how many times have we had this conversation?

Ooc: In case you need a refresher on Alec, and btw he’s supposed to sound Australian. Also adding full body if Rose. You notice anything about them?🤔

@colt-seavers-official

[colt-seavers-official]

"Hunting groups...? You know what, I think I'm too afraid to ask. Also, I didn't realise that there was a family here. Who's related to who?"

ooc: fishhh

[madeofmanyfandoms]

Well, Rose and I aren't technically related to anyone, but Melody adopted Rose as her daughter. Claire and Steven are Melody's parents, Pete is Claire's brother and his mate, Rift, is from the Depths clan in the south. Pete and Rift have six children, technically I think. The Twins, Rough and Tumble, and Bongo are theirs biologically, they've adopted Celine and Dark, and their also taking care of Ava's egg. (Alec explains) -pausing to let Colt process the information so far-

@colt-seavers-official

Ooc: there's a bunch more where that came from!

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt's brain slowly creaked trying to piece all of what Alec just said together. It was... definitely confusing, and he probably didn't remember it all correctly, but he was just going to settle with a good enough understanding.

"Right, yeah, okay. That... mostly makes sense."

@madeofmanyfandoms

[madeofmanyfandoms]

Anti is Rose's mate, and he, JJ, Chase, Dr. Schneeplestein, Marvin and Jack are all technically the same person but also not. Damien is Melody's mate, and he also has a shit ton of dudes that are technically him but also not. (Alec continues his explanation)

@colt-seavers-official

[rose-the-convict]

@colt-seavers-official

[colt-seavers-official]

That's when Colt just gets completely lost. He blinks, completely clueless as he tries and fails miserably to understand all of what was just said.

"How can they technically be the same person...? You know what, I don't even want to try. Carry on."

[rose-the-convict]

Just think of it as a lot of twins that look the exact same besides style of clothing.

[Rose decides to take a much more direct approach.]

@colt-seavers-official

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt throws up his hands. "Okay, I get it! Why didn't you just say that? It's just a bunch of twins, that's pretty simple."

@rose-the-convict @madeofmanyfandoms

[madeofmanyfandoms]

-Alec raises his hands in surrender, a slightly embarrassed smile on his face- Honestly? Describing it that way never even crossed my mind. (He says either a light chuckle)

@colt-seavers-official

[rose-the-convict]

@colt-seavers-official

[colt-seavers-official]

"I get that, I guess it is the dumbed down way of explaining it. But that's exactly what I need." He jokes, giving a little sheepish smile. "So... is that it or is there more to this complex family tree?"

[rose-the-convict]

Ooc: OMMLW!! I am so sorry, @colt-seavers-official !!! I saw you reblogged and didn't msg @madeofmanyfandoms , which I normally do!

[colt-seavers-official]

ooc: aha i knew i responded! it's no problem, keeping track of stuff is hella hard

[madeofmanyfandoms]

Well there's Elli, a toddler who was trapped in the eel with me before Claire managed to separate us from Bitch, the third mind that was in the eel, both physically and metaphorically. There's Jubilee, Melody's kid with Wilford by method of his severed arm and her blood. And Alastor, Anti's kid with Wilford made from Wilford's leg and Anti's blood. (Alec says simply, not even trying to sugarcoat how weird everything is)

@colt-seavers-official

[colt-seavers-official]

All Colt can do is blink as all of this information comes at him. Of course the second he actually starts figuring stuff out, it gets a thousand times more confusing.

"I'm sorry, made from Wilford's leg and Anti's blood? How... the hell does that happen..."

[rose-the-convict]

Mana. Or magic if that's easier to understand.

[Rose states.]

@colt-seavers-official

[colt-seavers-official]

"Right... Sure, okay. That... totally all makes sense. Continue."

@madeofmanyfandoms

[madeofmanyfandoms]

Speaking of mana, I should probably do my exercises for the day. (Alec muses quietly) -leaning back in his chair-

@rose-the-convict

[rose-the-convict]

Yeah, you should.

[Rose agrees before turning back to Colt.]

Hey, you ready to meet the other Simons?

@colt-seavers-official

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt bites back a sigh of relief. Thank God there wasn't any more confusing family stuff he had to try to understand.

"Yeah, that sounds great."

@rose-the-convict

[simondrowinginblood]

Colt is standing behind the door to Simon's house, purposefully cowering behind the mosaic glass so that Simon wouldn't be able to see him properly.

"Uh... Si? Are you in there?" he calls out nervously. "Something sort of... happened..."

Hmm? *Simon looks up from the plants he was taking care of* Colt! Welcome hello... wait what do you mean something happened? Are you okay?!

[colt-seavers-official]

"I'm technically okay, just... promise you won't laugh." He was seriously starting to scold himself for coming over, because how was he supposed to face Simon in the state he's in?

[simondrowinginblood]

Have I ever laughed at you before? What could possibly be so bad that I would laugh at you?

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt took a deep breath before fully opening the front door and stepping inside, hanging his head in shame. There were cat ears poking out of his hair and a tail hanging with his legs.

"So... one of the kids sorta put a curse on me."

[simondrowinginblood]

Oh!.... you uh your... you have ears and a tail? Is it a cat? Is that the animal?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Yes, and it's terrible. I look so ridiculous." Colt glances at his reflection in the mirror against the wall and groans, putting his head in his hands. "I'm stuck like this for twenty-four hours."

[simondrowinginblood]

I mean it could always be worse... honestly knowing the kids it could be a lot lot worse

Do they hurt at least? *Simon poked his ear*

[colt-seavers-official]

"They don't, they just feel... weird," Colt shrugs, dropping his hands. He's pouting. "One of the kids tried to cut them off, and that would've definitely hurt."

[simondrowinginblood]

Well I'm glad your not hurt and I'm especially glad that kid didn't cut them

But do you even feel any different at all?

[colt-seavers-official]

"I feel strange, I just... I don't know! This is all so crazy, I don't--!"

He looks over at a glass cup on Simon's counter. He slowly moves towards it, his hand reaching out to slowly push it towards the edge.

[simondrowinginblood]

What are you doing... hey my cup! *Simon quickly catches the cup before it fell* what was that for? Glass is awful to clean up

[colt-seavers-official]

"But it would've been so cool..." He shook his head to try to snap out of it. "Sorry, it's a cat thing. They like shoving stuff off counters and stuff."

He then looked over at the couch, which was starting to look awfully scratchable. He glanced at Simon, then at the couch, then at Simon before darting across the house towards it.

[simondrowinginblood]

Hey!? *He quickly follows after him* What are you doing now!?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Nothing!" he shouted innocently, only to collapse right in front of the sofa. His nails reached out, clawing against the cushions hard enough to make them tear.

[simondrowinginblood]

Stop that! *Simon grabbed onto his hands* let me guess another cat thing? Why would people keep cats if they destroy everything?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Nooo, come on, it's so fun!" He tries to wriggle his hands free, but Simon's too strong.

His eyes suddenly get big and watery as he stares up at Simon. "Are you saying you want to get rid of me?"

[simondrowinginblood]

What? No! You're not a cat... well you mostly aren't

I'm not getting rid of you but why do you keep destroyed everything?

[colt-seavers-official]

"I dunno, it's just what cats do," He shrugs. "I once had a cat who chewed up all of my plants."

He then starts looking too intensely over at one of the plants in the corner. "But... I wouldn't do that."

[simondrowinginblood]

*Simon put his hands on his cheeks and gently shook his head around You better not, tell me what else do cats do so I can prepare myself and everything in here

[colt-seavers-official]

"Uh... They like to run around a lot, and hunt, and randomly attack things and people. They also really like to just... sit on people."

[simondrowinginblood]

And people just enjoy having them around? I guess it looks cute but it just seems like a brat most of the time

[colt-seavers-official]

"Hey! I'm not a brat, I swear," he says firmly, as if he didn't just try to wreck Simon's house.

He flopped back onto the carpet with a sigh. Then he started rolling around the floor out of boredom.

[simondrowinginblood]

I don't believe that for a second

But all we have to do is wait a bit and then your fixed *Simon followed after him as he rolled* is there anything you want to do that doesn't involve destroying my house?

[colt-seavers-official]

"I don't know!" Colt continued rolling around, occasionally bumping into furniture and walls before he suddenly jolted upright with a wide grin on his face. "Nevermind, I do know."

He sprung up and quickly headed for the front door, leaving it open so Simon could follow him.

[simondrowinginblood]

Colt! Wait up! Where are we going? *Simon quickly ran after him*

[colt-seavers-official]

"I wanna try something!" Was the only information Colt gave as he rushed down the beach to the shore. Only kicking off his shoes and socks, he leapt into the cold ocean water.

His eyes then went large.

"NO! NO, NO, NO, THIS IS TERRIBLE!"

[simondrowinginblood]

Colt!? *Simon quickly hurried and helped lift him out of the water* I thought you liked the ocean?

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt immediately clung to Simon as he was hauled out of the water, his whole body shivering and muscles tense.

"I-I do! But this is awful, so awful, I hate this. Cats hate water so I wanted to test it out, but that was a terrible decision." He looked seconds away from a full blown panic attack.

[simondrowinginblood]

Uh... look I'll dry you up and you just keep talking about not the scary water, just literally anything else you want, sound good?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Yeah... Yeah, that sounds good... Did you know that, um, aspen trees are really fire resilient? Because they're a one root system so they share water and stuff that keeps them pretty safe during forest fires."

"I've been looking into trees more since you love them so much and-- Jeez, I feel horrible."

[simondrowinginblood]

Really? Wow that's amazing and I love you

And I know the ocean is horrible and wet and scary *Simon sets him down and grabs a near by towel and started to dry him off*

[colt-seavers-official]

"It really is." He tried to cling to Simon while he dried him off, wanting desperately to be close to him and far away from the ocean.

The moment he was dry enough, he lurched at Simon and curled himself around him, refusing to let go.

"I never want to touch the ocean again."

[simondrowinginblood]

Well being on the beach with you won't be so bad at least *He rubbed Colt's back* and who knows when this is all over you might like it again

[colt-seavers-official]

"I won't ever like it again, that place is horrible!" He holds tightly onto Simon even as they make their way back to his house.

He groans at the feeling of his soaked, too heavy clothes hanging off his body. "Can I borrow some of your clothes? I feel terrible right now."

[simondrowinginblood]

Yeah of course you may, my stuff is your stuff

They should be in my room, and while you do that I'll make us some tea so you can warm up, any preferences on tea?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Did I ever tell you that I love you and you're my favourite person ever? I'd love black tea."

He gives Simon a quick kiss before heading down towards the bedroom, already peeling off his clothes on the way.

[colt-seavers-official]

hey uncle colt, I think it’s been quite over 24 hours….do u still have the tail nd ears

*sneakily hiding surgical scissors behind my back*

I do... It's lasted for way too long!

[colt-seavers-official]

siex sieven im meow yellow cupcake mcdonalds gas station weed cocaine brownie

Get me out of this place I'm too sober for any of this

[simondrowinginblood]

Colt is standing behind the door to Simon's house, purposefully cowering behind the mosaic glass so that Simon wouldn't be able to see him properly.

"Uh... Si? Are you in there?" he calls out nervously. "Something sort of... happened..."

Hmm? *Simon looks up from the plants he was taking care of* Colt! Welcome hello... wait what do you mean something happened? Are you okay?!

[colt-seavers-official]

"I'm technically okay, just... promise you won't laugh." He was seriously starting to scold himself for coming over, because how was he supposed to face Simon in the state he's in?

[simondrowinginblood]

Have I ever laughed at you before? What could possibly be so bad that I would laugh at you?

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt took a deep breath before fully opening the front door and stepping inside, hanging his head in shame. There were cat ears poking out of his hair and a tail hanging with his legs.

"So... one of the kids sorta put a curse on me."

[simondrowinginblood]

Oh!.... you uh your... you have ears and a tail? Is it a cat? Is that the animal?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Yes, and it's terrible. I look so ridiculous." Colt glances at his reflection in the mirror against the wall and groans, putting his head in his hands. "I'm stuck like this for twenty-four hours."

[simondrowinginblood]

I mean it could always be worse... honestly knowing the kids it could be a lot lot worse

Do they hurt at least? *Simon poked his ear*

[colt-seavers-official]

"They don't, they just feel... weird," Colt shrugs, dropping his hands. He's pouting. "One of the kids tried to cut them off, and that would've definitely hurt."

[simondrowinginblood]

Well I'm glad your not hurt and I'm especially glad that kid didn't cut them

But do you even feel any different at all?

[colt-seavers-official]

"I feel strange, I just... I don't know! This is all so crazy, I don't--!"

He looks over at a glass cup on Simon's counter. He slowly moves towards it, his hand reaching out to slowly push it towards the edge.

[simondrowinginblood]

What are you doing... hey my cup! *Simon quickly catches the cup before it fell* what was that for? Glass is awful to clean up

[colt-seavers-official]

"But it would've been so cool..." He shook his head to try to snap out of it. "Sorry, it's a cat thing. They like shoving stuff off counters and stuff."

He then looked over at the couch, which was starting to look awfully scratchable. He glanced at Simon, then at the couch, then at Simon before darting across the house towards it.

[simondrowinginblood]

Hey!? *He quickly follows after him* What are you doing now!?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Nothing!" he shouted innocently, only to collapse right in front of the sofa. His nails reached out, clawing against the cushions hard enough to make them tear.

[simondrowinginblood]

Stop that! *Simon grabbed onto his hands* let me guess another cat thing? Why would people keep cats if they destroy everything?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Nooo, come on, it's so fun!" He tries to wriggle his hands free, but Simon's too strong.

His eyes suddenly get big and watery as he stares up at Simon. "Are you saying you want to get rid of me?"

[simondrowinginblood]

What? No! You're not a cat... well you mostly aren't

I'm not getting rid of you but why do you keep destroyed everything?

[colt-seavers-official]

"I dunno, it's just what cats do," He shrugs. "I once had a cat who chewed up all of my plants."

He then starts looking too intensely over at one of the plants in the corner. "But... I wouldn't do that."

[simondrowinginblood]

*Simon put his hands on his cheeks and gently shook his head around You better not, tell me what else do cats do so I can prepare myself and everything in here

[colt-seavers-official]

"Uh... They like to run around a lot, and hunt, and randomly attack things and people. They also really like to just... sit on people."

[simondrowinginblood]

And people just enjoy having them around? I guess it looks cute but it just seems like a brat most of the time

[colt-seavers-official]

"Hey! I'm not a brat, I swear," he says firmly, as if he didn't just try to wreck Simon's house.

He flopped back onto the carpet with a sigh. Then he started rolling around the floor out of boredom.

[simondrowinginblood]

I don't believe that for a second

But all we have to do is wait a bit and then your fixed *Simon followed after him as he rolled* is there anything you want to do that doesn't involve destroying my house?

[colt-seavers-official]

"I don't know!" Colt continued rolling around, occasionally bumping into furniture and walls before he suddenly jolted upright with a wide grin on his face. "Nevermind, I do know."

He sprung up and quickly headed for the front door, leaving it open so Simon could follow him.

[simondrowinginblood]

Colt! Wait up! Where are we going? *Simon quickly ran after him*

[colt-seavers-official]

"I wanna try something!" Was the only information Colt gave as he rushed down the beach to the shore. Only kicking off his shoes and socks, he leapt into the cold ocean water.

His eyes then went large.

"NO! NO, NO, NO, THIS IS TERRIBLE!"

[simondrowinginblood]

Colt!? *Simon quickly hurried and helped lift him out of the water* I thought you liked the ocean?

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt immediately clung to Simon as he was hauled out of the water, his whole body shivering and muscles tense.

"I-I do! But this is awful, so awful, I hate this. Cats hate water so I wanted to test it out, but that was a terrible decision." He looked seconds away from a full blown panic attack.

[simondrowinginblood]

Uh... look I'll dry you up and you just keep talking about not the scary water, just literally anything else you want, sound good?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Yeah... Yeah, that sounds good... Did you know that, um, aspen trees are really fire resilient? Because they're a one root system so they share water and stuff that keeps them pretty safe during forest fires."

"I've been looking into trees more since you love them so much and-- Jeez, I feel horrible."

[simondrowinginblood]

Really? Wow that's amazing and I love you

And I know the ocean is horrible and wet and scary *Simon sets him down and grabs a near by towel and started to dry him off*

[colt-seavers-official]

"It really is." He tried to cling to Simon while he dried him off, wanting desperately to be close to him and far away from the ocean.

The moment he was dry enough, he lurched at Simon and curled himself around him, refusing to let go.

"I never want to touch the ocean again."

[simondrowinginblood]

Well being on the beach with you won't be so bad at least *He rubbed Colt's back* and who knows when this is all over you might like it again

[colt-seavers-official]

"I won't ever like it again, that place is horrible!" He holds tightly onto Simon even as they make their way back to his house.

He groans at the feeling of his soaked, too heavy clothes hanging off his body. "Can I borrow some of your clothes? I feel terrible right now."

[colt-seavers-official]

Uncle Colt, would you like to hold my pet rat, Colt? Or maybe Simon? Or Sparkles? I have 23 rats to choose from. Maybe don't go near Elli or Pompom, though, they will bite.

I will happily hold Simon the Rat.

[colt-seavers-official]

im gonna bust

No without me.

[colt-seavers-official]

mama what roleplay acc should I make👀

Sonic the Hedgehog

[simondrowinginblood]

Colt is standing behind the door to Simon's house, purposefully cowering behind the mosaic glass so that Simon wouldn't be able to see him properly.

"Uh... Si? Are you in there?" he calls out nervously. "Something sort of... happened..."

Hmm? *Simon looks up from the plants he was taking care of* Colt! Welcome hello... wait what do you mean something happened? Are you okay?!

[colt-seavers-official]

"I'm technically okay, just... promise you won't laugh." He was seriously starting to scold himself for coming over, because how was he supposed to face Simon in the state he's in?

[simondrowinginblood]

Have I ever laughed at you before? What could possibly be so bad that I would laugh at you?

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt took a deep breath before fully opening the front door and stepping inside, hanging his head in shame. There were cat ears poking out of his hair and a tail hanging with his legs.

"So... one of the kids sorta put a curse on me."

[simondrowinginblood]

Oh!.... you uh your... you have ears and a tail? Is it a cat? Is that the animal?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Yes, and it's terrible. I look so ridiculous." Colt glances at his reflection in the mirror against the wall and groans, putting his head in his hands. "I'm stuck like this for twenty-four hours."

[simondrowinginblood]

I mean it could always be worse... honestly knowing the kids it could be a lot lot worse

Do they hurt at least? *Simon poked his ear*

[colt-seavers-official]

"They don't, they just feel... weird," Colt shrugs, dropping his hands. He's pouting. "One of the kids tried to cut them off, and that would've definitely hurt."

[simondrowinginblood]

Well I'm glad your not hurt and I'm especially glad that kid didn't cut them

But do you even feel any different at all?

[colt-seavers-official]

"I feel strange, I just... I don't know! This is all so crazy, I don't--!"

He looks over at a glass cup on Simon's counter. He slowly moves towards it, his hand reaching out to slowly push it towards the edge.

[simondrowinginblood]

What are you doing... hey my cup! *Simon quickly catches the cup before it fell* what was that for? Glass is awful to clean up

[colt-seavers-official]

"But it would've been so cool..." He shook his head to try to snap out of it. "Sorry, it's a cat thing. They like shoving stuff off counters and stuff."

He then looked over at the couch, which was starting to look awfully scratchable. He glanced at Simon, then at the couch, then at Simon before darting across the house towards it.

[simondrowinginblood]

Hey!? *He quickly follows after him* What are you doing now!?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Nothing!" he shouted innocently, only to collapse right in front of the sofa. His nails reached out, clawing against the cushions hard enough to make them tear.

[simondrowinginblood]

Stop that! *Simon grabbed onto his hands* let me guess another cat thing? Why would people keep cats if they destroy everything?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Nooo, come on, it's so fun!" He tries to wriggle his hands free, but Simon's too strong.

His eyes suddenly get big and watery as he stares up at Simon. "Are you saying you want to get rid of me?"

[simondrowinginblood]

What? No! You're not a cat... well you mostly aren't

I'm not getting rid of you but why do you keep destroyed everything?

[colt-seavers-official]

"I dunno, it's just what cats do," He shrugs. "I once had a cat who chewed up all of my plants."

He then starts looking too intensely over at one of the plants in the corner. "But... I wouldn't do that."

[simondrowinginblood]

*Simon put his hands on his cheeks and gently shook his head around You better not, tell me what else do cats do so I can prepare myself and everything in here

[colt-seavers-official]

"Uh... They like to run around a lot, and hunt, and randomly attack things and people. They also really like to just... sit on people."

[simondrowinginblood]

And people just enjoy having them around? I guess it looks cute but it just seems like a brat most of the time

[colt-seavers-official]

"Hey! I'm not a brat, I swear," he says firmly, as if he didn't just try to wreck Simon's house.

He flopped back onto the carpet with a sigh. Then he started rolling around the floor out of boredom.

[simondrowinginblood]

I don't believe that for a second

But all we have to do is wait a bit and then your fixed *Simon followed after him as he rolled* is there anything you want to do that doesn't involve destroying my house?

[colt-seavers-official]

"I don't know!" Colt continued rolling around, occasionally bumping into furniture and walls before he suddenly jolted upright with a wide grin on his face. "Nevermind, I do know."

He sprung up and quickly headed for the front door, leaving it open so Simon could follow him.

[simondrowinginblood]

Colt! Wait up! Where are we going? *Simon quickly ran after him*

[colt-seavers-official]

"I wanna try something!" Was the only information Colt gave as he rushed down the beach to the shore. Only kicking off his shoes and socks, he leapt into the cold ocean water.

His eyes then went large.

"NO! NO, NO, NO, THIS IS TERRIBLE!"

[simondrowinginblood]

Colt!? *Simon quickly hurried and helped lift him out of the water* I thought you liked the ocean?

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt immediately clung to Simon as he was hauled out of the water, his whole body shivering and muscles tense.

"I-I do! But this is awful, so awful, I hate this. Cats hate water so I wanted to test it out, but that was a terrible decision." He looked seconds away from a full blown panic attack.

[simondrowinginblood]

Uh... look I'll dry you up and you just keep talking about not the scary water, just literally anything else you want, sound good?

[colt-seavers-official]

"Yeah... Yeah, that sounds good... Did you know that, um, aspen trees are really fire resilient? Because they're a one root system so they share water and stuff that keeps them pretty safe during forest fires."

"I've been looking into trees more since you love them so much and-- Jeez, I feel horrible."

[simondrowinginblood]

Really? Wow that's amazing and I love you

And I know the ocean is horrible and wet and scary *Simon sets him down and grabs a near by towel and started to dry him off*

[colt-seavers-official]

"It really is." He tried to cling to Simon while he dried him off, wanting desperately to be close to him and far away from the ocean.

The moment he was dry enough, he lurched at Simon and curled himself around him, refusing to let go.

"I never want to touch the ocean again."

[sierrasix-official]

He raps his knuckles clumsily on Court's front door, swaying unsteadily on his feet as he waited, antsy for an answer. The stink of booze was clear on his skin despite the frigid wind wafting around him.

"Court? Ya home?" he called through the door, leaning his forehead against it. "Coouuurrrt? S'me, Colt, your favourite brother!"

"Favorite is a stretch, my favorite brother is whichever one isn't knocking my...door down."

Court blinked as he opened the door, effectively catching Colt in his arms, and he raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"You smell like a brewery, Colt. What's going on?"

He all but carried Colt inside and set him on the couch, and he produced a bottle of water from seemingly nowhere to press into his hand. Drunk idiot.

[colt-seavers-official]

"C'mon, Courty, I know ya love when I show up!"

He let himself get dragged through Court's house, groaning dramatically as he flopped back into the old couch cushions. He sneered when he saw the glass of water and tried his best to bat it away from him.

"M'friends took me out to the cluurb." He started giggling hysterically at his own words.

"I drank a teenie, tiny little bit too much, but then they ditched me! Can ya believe tha'? So I came here!"

[sierrasix-official]

"...Guess I should be glad you still think I'm a safe place to go to, even as a grown man." Court sat down heavily on the couch next to his younger brother and pushed the water back at him, raising an eyebrow when it got batted away again by clumsy hands.

"Colton, I will pinch your nose and pour this water down your throat. I did it for Nyquil when you were little, I'm not above it," he chastised, once again pushing the water close. "You sure they just ditched you here, Co'? Everything alright?"

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt gagged and shivered at the sheer idea of Nyquil. He pouted, letting out a small and incredibly mature groan before picking up the glass and begrudgingly sipping at it.

"Nonono, they didn't ditch me here, I walked here! Like, fifteen blocks. It was a looong way. There were some sketchy dudes following me for a while. Sorta freaked me out, but then I started running, like, super fast! So I think I lost them."

He flopped carelessly into Court's side, practically cuddling against him.

[sierrasix-official]

"You think you lost them...well, if no one shows up here in the next ten minutes you can call it a success. You were always a fast runner." Court decided not to question the distance, or the fact that they'd left Colt alone and nearly too wasted to fend for himself...hm. He'd look into those 'friends' later, but he brushed it off and slid his arm around Colt's shoulders to squish him against his side before his brother could go toppling off the couch.

"Why are you wasted on a weeknight, though? Doesn't seem like you." He hummed and leaned back with Colt halfway on top of him, staring up at the ceiling. Comforting was...not exactly in his wheelhouse if something was wrong. But he could try.

[colt-seavers-official]

"Naah, it'll be a-okay. They looked weak anyway!" Really, they were a group of five muscled men who looked like they've never lost a fight in their lives, but drunk Colt was cocky.

He nuzzled his cheek into Court's shoulder as he tried to blow a loose strand of hair out of his face, which really just ended up in it flopping uselessly up and down.

"I jus' felt like it," he lied with his words slurring. Really, he had gone because his back was acting up again and he figured getting drunk would be better than taking one-too-many painkillers, but he didn't find that to be important to mention. "When was the las' time you drank? Ten thousand years ago?"

[sierrasix-official]

He'd forgotten how clingy Colt could be, even when he was a toddler he'd be the one climbing furniture to be near him where Ryland was content to sit in the same room usually. Court nodded as if he believed the story about them looking 'weak', but he just wasn't interested in calling Colt on his bullshit at the moment.

The nuzzling made him laugh quietly and mutter, "Don't rub your boogers on me, gross," before Colt settled again, and he could feel the way he was moving like he was shielding something sore. His back, if he had to guess. The puzzle pieces settled into place and Court just hummed around his brother's slurred mumbling.

"Smartass. I don't drink much. Never really have the time to deal with the hangover so it's just easier to avoid it altogether." Boring answer, maybe, but true. "You haven't been making it a habit, have you?"

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt swatted clumsily at Court's face. "Excuse me, I don't have any boogers," he argued before peeling away, only to then sprawl himself across Court's legs. He sighed happily when he finally got some relief in his back. "Are ya happy now?"

He started giggling when Court started talking about his drinking. "Boo! You're gettin' sooo borin', Courty," he eased. "And no I'm not making a habit out of it! I mean, I guess I've been goin' out more... and getting wasted more... but naah, s'all under control."

A thought suddenly dawned on him that made his head start to swivel around, though he couldn't really see much with his head on the couch cushion. "S'Driver here?"

[sierrasix-official]

"Yeah, well, boring is easy and I'm tired." His tone is teasing, he doesn't even comment on the fact that Colt had almost taken his eye out flailing at him. Court shifted to get comfortable as if he didn't have a fully grown man sprawled in his lap, and he listened with an air of not quite believing his younger brother, but not enough to call him out.

"As long as you have it under control...but if you feel that changing, tell me. Driver was asleep last I checked, we've had a rough few days to put it mildly."

[colt-seavers-official]

Court's words sobered Colt up enough to furrow his brows into a glare. "'A few rough days?' He s'not yelling at you or hurting you or nothin', right?"

While he might be wasted off his ass, he was pretty confident that he could still throw a few punches if need be. He didn't like the idea that someone might be causing his older brother trouble, not one bit.

"'Cause I'll kick his ass, like... Whoopa!" He kicked out his leg and punched up a loose fist to show off his abilities.

[sierrasix-official]

Court raised an eyebrow and poked Colt between the eyes when he sat up, attempting to shake him out of whatever booze-fueled protectiveness streak he'd developed. It was weird for him to have anyone protective of him, especially his own brother.

"Stand down, not what I meant. He hasn't done anything to me and he's not going to," he reassured quietly, barely dodging the flung out leg and fist that were apparently meant to display how tough he was. "And don't you think I could handle it if he did? Have a little faith."

He picked up the water again and handed it to Colt, shaking his head. "People can't seem to leave either of us alone, but it'll be fine. What about you and Simon, is he treating you well?" Conversation, deflected.

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt yelped and flung his head back down, his fight immediately dissolving the moment he settled back against the cushions. Flashing club lights and dancing erratically for hours had done a number on him, and suddenly all he wanted to do was lie down and never get up.

"Good, 'cause if he tried anything, I would whoop his ass," he announced firmly, flexing his muscled arm. His lips curled into a grin when Court mentioned him and Driver. He was about to start teasing his brother for his new relationship when he was quickly distracted by Simon's name.

"Oh my God, Simon's the best person ever," he sighed dreamily. "I can't believe he's m'boyfriend, s'craaazy."

[sierrasix-official]

"Calm down, don't overdo it you big drunk baby," Court teased, and he ruffled the back of Colt's head when he flopped down across his legs again. "I'm the last person you need to worry about, okay?"

Admittedly, Court hadn't kept as close of tabs on his brothers as he would've liked while they were growing up; He knew major events, he'd snuck into their various graduations and seen Ryland's fateful UNESCO conference...but sometimes he worried that the connection he'd had with them was long gone. At least until right now, he thought to himself as one of Colt's dangling arms smacked into his ankle where he was lying. Just like old times.

He laughed at the dreamy little sigh and poked Colt in the ribs teasingly, making him squirm. "Glad you're happy with him, he seems like a good guy. And if he ever does anything you don't like you know where to find me, but I get the feeling he'd rather die than hurt you."

[colt-seavers-official]

"Doesn't mean I won't." Growing up, he never really cared to show Court just how protective he really was over him. It never really crossed his constantly erratic mind. But the older he get and the closer he got to Court, he was letting it slip through the cracks a bit more.

He let out a giggle far too high pitched and giddy for a grown man and writhed across the cushions, batting Court's hand away to stop the attacks.

"Yeah, no. He's the sweetest guy you'll ever meet. And the prettiest. And the caringest. And the hottest. God, have you seen his face? Wait, no, I don't want you looking, don't look at him!"

[sierrasix-official]

He raps his knuckles clumsily on Court's front door, swaying unsteadily on his feet as he waited, antsy for an answer. The stink of booze was clear on his skin despite the frigid wind wafting around him.

"Court? Ya home?" he called through the door, leaning his forehead against it. "Coouuurrrt? S'me, Colt, your favourite brother!"

"Favorite is a stretch, my favorite brother is whichever one isn't knocking my...door down."

Court blinked as he opened the door, effectively catching Colt in his arms, and he raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"You smell like a brewery, Colt. What's going on?"

He all but carried Colt inside and set him on the couch, and he produced a bottle of water from seemingly nowhere to press into his hand. Drunk idiot.

[colt-seavers-official]

"C'mon, Courty, I know ya love when I show up!"

He let himself get dragged through Court's house, groaning dramatically as he flopped back into the old couch cushions. He sneered when he saw the glass of water and tried his best to bat it away from him.

"M'friends took me out to the cluurb." He started giggling hysterically at his own words.

"I drank a teenie, tiny little bit too much, but then they ditched me! Can ya believe tha'? So I came here!"

[sierrasix-official]

"...Guess I should be glad you still think I'm a safe place to go to, even as a grown man." Court sat down heavily on the couch next to his younger brother and pushed the water back at him, raising an eyebrow when it got batted away again by clumsy hands.

"Colton, I will pinch your nose and pour this water down your throat. I did it for Nyquil when you were little, I'm not above it," he chastised, once again pushing the water close. "You sure they just ditched you here, Co'? Everything alright?"

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt gagged and shivered at the sheer idea of Nyquil. He pouted, letting out a small and incredibly mature groan before picking up the glass and begrudgingly sipping at it.

"Nonono, they didn't ditch me here, I walked here! Like, fifteen blocks. It was a looong way. There were some sketchy dudes following me for a while. Sorta freaked me out, but then I started running, like, super fast! So I think I lost them."

He flopped carelessly into Court's side, practically cuddling against him.

[sierrasix-official]

"You think you lost them...well, if no one shows up here in the next ten minutes you can call it a success. You were always a fast runner." Court decided not to question the distance, or the fact that they'd left Colt alone and nearly too wasted to fend for himself...hm. He'd look into those 'friends' later, but he brushed it off and slid his arm around Colt's shoulders to squish him against his side before his brother could go toppling off the couch.

"Why are you wasted on a weeknight, though? Doesn't seem like you." He hummed and leaned back with Colt halfway on top of him, staring up at the ceiling. Comforting was...not exactly in his wheelhouse if something was wrong. But he could try.

[colt-seavers-official]

"Naah, it'll be a-okay. They looked weak anyway!" Really, they were a group of five muscled men who looked like they've never lost a fight in their lives, but drunk Colt was cocky.

He nuzzled his cheek into Court's shoulder as he tried to blow a loose strand of hair out of his face, which really just ended up in it flopping uselessly up and down.

"I jus' felt like it," he lied with his words slurring. Really, he had gone because his back was acting up again and he figured getting drunk would be better than taking one-too-many painkillers, but he didn't find that to be important to mention. "When was the las' time you drank? Ten thousand years ago?"

[sierrasix-official]

He'd forgotten how clingy Colt could be, even when he was a toddler he'd be the one climbing furniture to be near him where Ryland was content to sit in the same room usually. Court nodded as if he believed the story about them looking 'weak', but he just wasn't interested in calling Colt on his bullshit at the moment.

The nuzzling made him laugh quietly and mutter, "Don't rub your boogers on me, gross," before Colt settled again, and he could feel the way he was moving like he was shielding something sore. His back, if he had to guess. The puzzle pieces settled into place and Court just hummed around his brother's slurred mumbling.

"Smartass. I don't drink much. Never really have the time to deal with the hangover so it's just easier to avoid it altogether." Boring answer, maybe, but true. "You haven't been making it a habit, have you?"

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt swatted clumsily at Court's face. "Excuse me, I don't have any boogers," he argued before peeling away, only to then sprawl himself across Court's legs. He sighed happily when he finally got some relief in his back. "Are ya happy now?"

He started giggling when Court started talking about his drinking. "Boo! You're gettin' sooo borin', Courty," he eased. "And no I'm not making a habit out of it! I mean, I guess I've been goin' out more... and getting wasted more... but naah, s'all under control."

A thought suddenly dawned on him that made his head start to swivel around, though he couldn't really see much with his head on the couch cushion. "S'Driver here?"

[sierrasix-official]

"Yeah, well, boring is easy and I'm tired." His tone is teasing, he doesn't even comment on the fact that Colt had almost taken his eye out flailing at him. Court shifted to get comfortable as if he didn't have a fully grown man sprawled in his lap, and he listened with an air of not quite believing his younger brother, but not enough to call him out.

"As long as you have it under control...but if you feel that changing, tell me. Driver was asleep last I checked, we've had a rough few days to put it mildly."

[colt-seavers-official]

Court's words sobered Colt up enough to furrow his brows into a glare. "'A few rough days?' He s'not yelling at you or hurting you or nothin', right?"

While he might be wasted off his ass, he was pretty confident that he could still throw a few punches if need be. He didn't like the idea that someone might be causing his older brother trouble, not one bit.

"'Cause I'll kick his ass, like... Whoopa!" He kicked out his leg and punched up a loose fist to show off his abilities.

[sierrasix-official]

Court raised an eyebrow and poked Colt between the eyes when he sat up, attempting to shake him out of whatever booze-fueled protectiveness streak he'd developed. It was weird for him to have anyone protective of him, especially his own brother.

"Stand down, not what I meant. He hasn't done anything to me and he's not going to," he reassured quietly, barely dodging the flung out leg and fist that were apparently meant to display how tough he was. "And don't you think I could handle it if he did? Have a little faith."

He picked up the water again and handed it to Colt, shaking his head. "People can't seem to leave either of us alone, but it'll be fine. What about you and Simon, is he treating you well?" Conversation, deflected.

[colt-seavers-official]

Colt yelped and flung his head back down, his fight immediately dissolving the moment he settled back against the cushions. Flashing club lights and dancing erratically for hours had done a number on him, and suddenly all he wanted to do was lie down and never get up.

"Good, 'cause if he tried anything, I would whoop his ass," he announced firmly, flexing his muscled arm. His lips curled into a grin when Court mentioned him and Driver. He was about to start teasing his brother for his new relationship when he was quickly distracted by Simon's name.

"Oh my God, Simon's the best person ever," he sighed dreamily. "I can't believe he's m'boyfriend, s'craaazy."

[colt-seavers-official]

Uncle colt, can I have $450...?

I'm afraid to ask what for...