Je trouve ça très drôle que les gens vont savoir lorsqu'on est embrassés parce que souvent on se met à parler en français ptdr - you know who lol
HAHAHAHA tu comprends. chuis trop embarrassé pour le dire en anglais mais pas trop embarrassé pour ne pas le dire du tout. many such cases when it come to scott insanity
They both do, but Nick moreso than Clovis. Nick does it because he can, and Clovis does it as retaliation. And then Nick does it to get back at Clovis. It’s a never-ending circle :v
who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple
Mmmm I want to say Nick, but at the same time, I don’t think either of them would. They’d both probably squint and be like “We’re related………..”
who has to bust or bail the other out of jail
Clovis, definitely Clovis. Though that’s not to say Nick wouldn’t have to do it a few times :vc
who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues
Nick! Who knows if he’s actually got experience, but Clovis sure as hell doesn’t :’)
who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes
N i c k
who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk
Both of them. They then proceed to fight over it, which quickly turns into “No it’s alright you can have it” “Nah nah you can have it!!”
who starts and who wins the pillow fights
It’s about 50/50 in both cases. So far, Nick is winning in both.
who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush
The sound of something breaking brought two young boys to a deathly silence, one now in pain, and both in shock. One boy clutched his head while both stared at the vase they’d just broken, their rough housing having broken the investment of money in their chaos.
The redhead sprung into action first. He grabbed the brunet’s wrist and ran– no, sprinted. They fled before anyone could arrive on the scene, before anyone could catch them. All the way to their safe place, the lavish treehouse in the backyard.
As soon as they were in the treehouse, out of breath and limbs burning, the brunet burst into tears. “W-w-we broke it, Nicky!” he wailed amidst his headache. “Wh-what’re we gonna do!?”
“Ey, shh!” Nicholas shushed in a panic. “Pipe down, Clovis! Someone might hear ya!” But it was no use, the younger boy was bawling his eyes out, shaking in fright. “Quiet! Doesn’t all that loud wailing hurt or something??”
“I’m n-not wailing, and n-no!” Clovis sniveled defiantly, hands desperately trying to wipe away the unstoppable flow of tears. “It’s j-just, we’re gonna get c-caught! And then I’ll n-never be able to come back!!”
“Hey, no, it’s not gonna be like that!” Nicholas reassured Clovis, grabbing his shoulders and squeezing them. “They won’t keep you outta here! Especially not if I have somethin’ to say about it!”
Clovis peeked at his cousin, eyebrows knotted together. “Th-they’re not gonna care what you say! They’re adults!!”
Nicholas frowned. That was no doubt some of Aunty Chevalier’s ‘wisdom’ speaking there. Clovis had told him….stories of her, and he wasn’t too keen on her attitude. But unfortunate, he was family, and there was nothing he could do about that. “They’ll listen!” he told Clovis confidently. “But look, if it makes you better, I don’t plan on having to convince them that you should be able to keep coming here.”
Clovis’ cries quieted down to choked sobs. “And h-how do you plan to do th-that?”
Nicholas grinned. Progress at last. “Easy,” he said, as if it were the simplest thing in the world. “We say you were in here the whole time, and I take the blame.”
Clovis looked up at Nicholas, eyes wide. “Wh-what? That’s crazy! You’ll get in trouble!!”
Nicholas’ grin widened even more, taking on a more mischievous look.
“Don’t worry about it, cuz. They can only ground me.”
“No, mira, la cosa es que no puede poner la carne en el adobo antes de las papas,” Jeong said in an exaggerated whisper punctuated by snickers as Benji’s eyes strained to keep his eyes focused on the page in front of him.
“No entendido, pero supungo que el cerdo sera mas tierno si no cocinas del fuego,” Clovis said a little uncertainly as Jeong tried to contain what sounded like a small hissing earthquake of laughter as though what Clovis had just said was the funniest thing anyone had ever said.
Benji closed his textbook with a snap, turning around in the library chair to look at Jeong and Clovis.
“I know you’re talking about me,” Benji said, earning a look of confusion from Clovis and an innocent look from Jeong.
“Wow, ego much?” Jeong snorted. “As a matter of fact I was just giving Clovis here some advice about how to make the leftovers I brought for lunch yesterday.”
“And that was just the most hilarious thing in the world was it?” Benji said.
“Pork is funny sometimes,” Jeong said with a toothy grin that set Benji’s neck hairs standing on end. He thought of saying something and even opened his mouth to squeak something out before turning around, dropping his books in his bag and disappearing through the back door, muttering under his breath.
“But...that’s exactly what we were talking about,” Clovis said.
“Yeah I know,” Jeong said, leaning back and putting his foot up on the desk. “Knew he wouldn’t believe me too.”
