#baseball buddies

[kaiandyskyd]

Drabble: Return the Favor

The delivery man didn’t know what it was he carried. Really, he didn’t think about it at all - some might have been curious, but he wasn’t. It wasn’t too heavy. That was all he cared about, because his knee was acting up again.

The apartment block, and the apartment, were fairly upscale, but the delivery man didn’t really notice that either. What he noticed instead was a small rock in his shoe, that wedge in against his heel and was really irritating.

As the elevator rose up, he didn’t think about how the package seemed cool to the touch, instead only noticing one lightbulb that seemed to flicker - and other people might’ve said it was fine, it was just his imagination, but he knew better. He delivered the package with hardly a second thought about it, except for the fact that there were far too many doors in this hallway, and turned around to head back to his truck, which was perfect, and just about the only thing in life he legitimately enjoyed.

The package itself was a thick cardboard box, about the size of a cereal box but twice as thick, and wrapped in an almost eye-wrenchingly vibrant crazed pattern of paper that Kai’s mother had found in a closet, having been untouched for many many years.

Inside that box, was a layer of ice cubes, inside a ziploc bag, and enveloping a smaller box which held the actual present. A chocolate form in the shape of a penis. Kai’s, specifically - kind of. Modeled by hand, in an attempt to mimic himself...to some level of success. He didn’t know much about chocolate, so he’d bought a bar of fair-trade, 70% cocoa dark, and melted it down for the form. It didn’t seem to set quite right, and had to be kept cooled, but for a first attempt he didn’t think it was too bad. The leftover chocolate had been quite delicious, too. A card within was written by hand.

Thomas,

Does it count as re-gifting if I modeled it off of myself? Figured it was about time I paid you back for this one! While your dick may be gone (and the chocolate one too), I still have fond memories, and look forward to any repeat visits! Hope you’re having a good day, and oh geeze I really hope you’re home sometime near when this gets delivered, because otherwise I guess I’ll need to make another one.

Kai

(P.S. I knew I couldn’t beat the barbershop gals from last year so I went for the comedy factor. How’d it work? Feel free to state your response in the form of a nude picture mailed to my address (or not))

@t-raith

[kaiandyskyd]

Texty Texting

[Text] Hey, Thomas - how’ve you been? [Text] You want to come over? I’ve got a couple of things to tell you [Text] And I think we need to talk [Text] ...about Halloween and uh...stuff.

@t-raith

[kaiandyskyd]

Ⓐ

ATTRACTIVENESS:

    repulsive ― hideous ― ugly ― not attractive ― unappealing ― not unattractive ― meh ― no preference ― ok ― mildly attractive ― nice looking ― cute ― adorable ― attractive ― pleasant on the eyes ― good looking ― hot ― sexy ― beautiful ― gorgeous ― hot damn ― would tap that ― perfect ― godlike ― holy fuck there are no words

PERSONALITY:

    grating ― irritating ― frustrating ― boring ― confusing at best ― awkward ― unreasonable ― psychotic ― disturbing ― interesting ― engaging ― affectionate ― aggressive ― ambitious ― anxious ― artistic ― bad tempered ― bossy ― charismatic ― appealing ― unappealing ― creative ― courageous ― dependable ― unreliable ― unpredictable ― predictable ― devious ― dim ― extroverted ― introverted ― egotistical ― gregarious ― fabulous ― impulsive ― intelligent ― sympathetic ― talkative ― up beat ― peaceful ― calming ― badass ― flexible

HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.

    not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending ― fuck no! ― never ― no way ― probably not likely given his stated preferences ― not sure ― indifferent ― i’m asexual ― maybe ― probably ― it depends ― fairly likely ― likely ― yeah sure ― yes ― would tap that ― hell yes ― fuck yes! ― wishing that could happen right now ― as many times as possible ― with another mutual friend would be great too - we are already having sex

LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:

    never in a million years ― worst of enemies ― enemies ― rivals ― indifferent ― neutral ― acquaintance ― friendly toward each other ― casual friends ― friends ― good friends ― best friends ― fuck buddies ― bosom buddies ― practically the same person ― would die for them ― true friends ― my only friend

FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:

    i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce? Please? ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them - oh fuck he looks angry and bloody shit did I do that fuck

CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:

    i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:

    worst kisser ever ― terrible ― bad ― awkward ― just okay ― alright ― pretty good ― good ― makes me moan ― excellent ― exciting ― oh god they’re good ― i dream about it ― fucking amazing ― absolute perfection ― we haven’t kissed

@t-raith

[thisisablogabouttheblackkeys]

Dan and Pat playing catch at Pemberton BC, 2015 | photo by Swift

[kaiandyskyd]

Nobody Here but us Chickens - Thomas & Kai

There was a little fire pit, made of cinder blocks with a little metal grate overtop, that they’d built here. The SCA group Kai was with, that is - and they were planning on returning at least semi-regularly. It was a bit of a drive, but worth it for the relative seclusion.

Kai had set a little fire and let it burn down to just embers, then pulled the pizzas - two larges, one Hawaiian and one Deluxe - out of their boxes and lay them over the grate to keep them nice and hot. He’d intentionally got here a little early, had come straight here from class, indeed, and the catapult was set up and ready to use, as was the crossbow.

Just standard bolts, this time at least - and the field was nice and large, so it was pretty unlikely that they’d hit anything accidentally. Next to the catapult lay their prospective targets, a half dozen little leather...things. Kai had called them chickens, but that was a bit of an overstatement.

They each had a round-ish body, slightly elongated, about the size of a softball, with wings hanging off to either side, about six inches long, comprising of a stuffed tube about the thickness of a thumb with a piece of leather behind to fill in the feathery area of the wing. The tail was a bundle of leather fringe about four inches long, and the head and neck were just a tube with a little face drawn on in Sharpie.

Looking down at them, Kai smiled slightly. He’d made the first one just for something to do, and to use up some scraps - then he’d liked it, and realized they might make for a fun thing to launch from the catapult, so he made some more. He’d named them, too - Harry, Gerry, Berry, Mary, Derry, and Lou.

He knew Thomas would be later than the time that had been stated, and he’d taken it into account as best he could. Still, he was there from four o’clock onward, setting up the catapult and things. He’d reweighed and reworked it so it was a fair bit better now. New throwing arm, and a lot better balance - plus new heavier sprags on the ratchet mechanism. Don’t want them failing again...

He’d taken a seat next to the sizzling embers of the fire, shuffling the pizzas around with a large, flat, metal spatula to keep them from burning, and had cracked open a beer, when Thomas showed up.

“Hey there!” Kai called out with a smile, raising his bottle. “You want one?”

@t-raith

[kaiandyskyd]

Potluck Picnic - Mia, Thomas & Kai

Kai pulled up to Forest park at about quarter to six in the afternoon. In one sidecase, and strapped across the back of the bike, were the pieces of his now fairly-reworked catapult. It had been lightened, rebalanced, upgraded, retooled, oiled, and was still very much a large and unwieldy piece of almost-useless novelty machinery.

In the other sidecase there was a loaf of bread, some cold cuts, and some condiments in a cooler bag, which was, itself, wrapped in a blanket. Also three plastic mesh bags full of oranges that were beginning to emit a slightly sour smell and get pretty soft.

Kai pulled out the pieces of the catapult and got it set up, then carefully removed the oranges, with a face halfway between displeasure and open suspicion. You have betrayed me, oranges.

He unfurled the blanket next, walking out a bit into a clearing type of area and spreading it out, then placed the cooler on top, and sat down on it with a sigh.

“This’ll be nice,” He said to no one in particular, then decided as long as he was talking to nobody out lout, he may as well be talking to sour oranges out loud, so he turned to them. “It’s been a while since we’ve all gone out together, hmm...well not you, of course. You’ve never been out with us at all, oranges...but that’s hardly your fault I suppose. My fault for not buying you even sooner!”

t-raith

[ubaseball]

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[insouciantlypersnickety]

Baseball buddies.

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