always someone marches brave

Blaine Anderson. 18. Pianist/Singer at Farci. Student at Havenoaks College.

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T. Dum: What and make everyone's ears bleed!? I mean I can try but I can't promise anything.

T.Dum: I'll be on cash so it won't be too bad. That's good to know, all things considered.

T.Dum: That doofus. He could just text me. But it's sweet he asks.

T.Dee: Then come hang out and don't sing. Ez will probably try to feed you something.

T.Dee: Sounds like a good job to me. And it's true that you're going to do well. You can do anything.

T.Dee: I'm going to tell him that. In exactly those words.

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T. Dum: Oh that sounds like fun!

T.Dum: I went to the supermarket and Gayle said she'd hire me as a checkout girl, so I'll try that and if I fail - I might poke him.

T.Dum: Yeah we are.

T.Dee: If you're bored, I'll still be here for a bit. You can join me for a duet... a little Piano Man?

T.Dee: Nice! I like that place. Seems like a good place to work. And I bet it will work out, but if it doesn't, Ezra pays really well.

T.Dee: I thought so. He asks me how you are sometimes.

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T.Dum: It is.

T.Dum: Anyways, how's your weekend going?

T.Dee: You caught me on a break at work.

T.Dee: It's Billy Joel night. Playing piano, singing for customers. If you need a job btw, I'm certain Ezra would hire you.

T.Dee: You two are friends from way back, aren't you?

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T.Dum: It's a job, Blaine. I go and do it, and then I leave. So not much.

T.Dee: At some jobs, people get to know their coworkers. I didn't know if what you do is different.

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T.Dum: Well I don't know him, in all fairness. But if he does... Then I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. I'm not going to think about it now.

T.Dum: I mean if he wants to be in the baby's life then he can be, but I would want to get to know him, so I know what kind of person he is.

T.Dee: Fair enough.

T.Dee: Seems smart. How much do you generally know about the people you've done movies with?

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T.Dum: I haven't told him yet, I will at some point. It wouldn't be fair - even if he doesn't want to be apart of it's life.

T.Dum: Thanks, Blaine. I love you.

T.Dee: If he does want to be a part of the baby's life, what do you think you'll do? It sounds like this is something you want to do alone. Or at least... not with him.

T.Dee: Let me know if I'm assuming too much.

T.Dee: I love you too.

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T.Dum: I do, he's a co-star.

T.Dum: I'm scared. I'm scared I'm going to lose it, and I'm scared of doing this on my own, but I'm also excited.

T.Dum: I've wanted this for a long time Blaine, the timing definitely isn't brilliant, but it is what it is.

T.Dee: Does he know or are you keeping it to yourself?

T.Dee: You're not alone. At least, the kid's going to have an Uncle Blaine, and I'll be there for whatever you need. I promise I will.

T.Dee: [Unsent] It's a little weird that you've wanted this for a long time though. Since you were a teenager?

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T.Dum: A 'What the fuck Laur' would suffice. That's what I said.

T.Dee: How...

T.Dee: Okay, not how. Do you know who?

T.Dee: How do you feel about it?

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T.Dum: I'm going to make a banner for that and put it in my window.

T.Dum: Yep

T.Dum: http://78.media.tumblr.com/961dffc14e22bda48d8f2ebfd9bab12e/tumblr_p28vmhXYYO1u1d89io1_500.jpg

T.Dum: Surprise

[After a few minutes]

T.Dee: I don't know what to say.

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T.Dum: Oh yeah

T.Dum: LOL I love that - it totally worked.

T.Dum: By the way, there's going to be an addition (sort of) to our Easter plans.

T.Dee: Thanksspringing it is, then.

T.Dee: Addition?

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T.Dum: Thank you, thank you.

T.Dum: Ugh I'm hungry for it already.

T.Dum: This is the one time I'm not going to be picky about pie.

T.Dee: The waiting makes it that much better, I think.

T.Dee: One very long month to go, and then we can have Thanks-spring-ing.

T.Dee: That word didn't really work, did it?

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T.Dum: Yeah sure

T.Dum: LOL I do too

T.Dum: I could do something else, like a roast though if you'd prefer.

T.Dee: I like your Thanksgivingish plan.

T.Dee: Do the turkey and stuffing, I'll do pie.

T.Dee: Any special requests pie-wise?

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T.Dum: Atta boy. No I won't, I promise. I just wanted to call you that for fun one time. I'm going to make a turkey and stuffing, and some potatoes. Is there anything else you want?

T.Dee: Can I bring a dessert? Pie or something?

T.Dee: Sounds like Thanksgiving in April.

T.Dee: Which I like, by the way.

[dontblaineonmyparade]

stellamblackwell:

Right!? That’s part of the reason why I love it, actually. Strong cheddar is good, so is Halloumi. Cheese in general is just really awesome. We definitely should have this party! 

And we can invite people if we really want to, but I do like the idea of this being a party for two. We can make our own rules, not have to worry about being hospitable to anyone but each other.

[dontblaineonmyparade]

kurtandthediamonds:

Yes, though honestly I think every age is still pretty judgmental. I suppose that is the case, 20s are the new 80s.

And 80s are the new 140s? I think I’d love to live that long, to be 140 and be asked the secret to living so long. What were you taking a selfie with?

[dontblaineonmyparade]

Text To: Tweedledum

T.Dum: Hey booger butt, I know I'm asking this really early, but what are you doing for Easter?

T.Dee: Spending the day with you?

T.Dee: Assuming you aren't planning on calling me "booger butt" the entire time.

[dontblaineonmyparade]

kurtandthediamonds:

About ten.

That’s a pretty judgmental age. Did she think you were too old?