Jan 17, 2019
Would you rather~
@fouramour
Would you rather dance naked in the street or kiss a fish(A food fish not the trolls who identify as fish)?
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Would you rather~
@fouramour
Would you rather dance naked in the street or kiss a fish(A food fish not the trolls who identify as fish)?
fouramour replied to your post: Query! What around here qualifies as party...
i can cover you!
I have met you good sir and i can fully verify you are not big enough to cover me. Which isnt meant to be an insult to your stature just a plain and simple fact that our heights and widths are different in a way which i am the more likely one to be able to cover you.
=> no requests
Your name is SPADES SLICK. You’re in what some may call a “heightened emotional state.” You’ve been trying to deal with these better and you think you just went and blew it. Nice going.
You’re not sure if you’ve been wronged or if you fucked up but the fact of the matter is that tonight did not go as planned. Now you’re running around with a half-busted arm, looking for a way to blow off steam without committing a murder. You can have at least that much control tonight. At least that much.
That’s when you find yourself passing by the Black Cat Piano Bar. You were an early investor on this joint back in the day. It’s become an old faithful to these parts and you suddenly wonder why you haven’t stopped by in so long. Sure, it’s not nearly as glamorous as many of the other bars you own but... Well, damn, you’re here now.
So you step inside. You’re well into Crew territory so there isn’t an eye open that doesn’t recognize who you are, even when you’re presenting your carapace. You make your way wordlessly to the piano, pay off the guy playing so he doesn’t have to go without his earnings, and sit down. No one bothers you. But you must be giving off some sort of vibe because no one offers you a drink like usual, neither.
Fuck em, you decide. You’re not here to drink. You’re here to play. And like a madman, you play.
bratdroid replied to your post “Maybe he doesn't like you because you're a slut?”
Hey, here's the guy you're speaking for: No, that's stupid bullshit.
dilldaydreamer replied to your post
“Maybe he doesn't like you because you're a slut?”
Wow. That is incredibly uncalled for grey face. Don't do that. It's not even rude but just unpleasant in general.
fouramour replied to your post
“Maybe he doesn't like you because you're a slut?”
did they seriously go there?
“So what are you mad about?” @fouramour
all of the ones with 4.
4: Weirdest place you’ve had sex?
Dirk’s living room.
14: Do you prefer giving or receiving oral sex?
Giving. I can’t receive anything.
24: Would you have sex with your best friend?
Hm. I suppose I am in a way?
34: A food that you would like to use during a sexual experience:
None. I don’t eat and I don’t exactly appreciate that kind of mess.
44: Have/would you ever have sex in public?
No, but I would.
54: Have you ever been called a freak? Why?
Not yet.
64. What is your method of masturbation? (ie. toys, clitorial, prostate)
I don’t masturbate. However, I rather enjoy watching someone else masturbate.
74. Girls:Are you able to achieve orgasm just through breast stimulation?
I am not a girl.
84. Do you like dirty talk?
Call me your little robot slut.
In which Death is a Cat, 04 has hold of him, and 08 comes home Very Drunk.
@fouramour @undertakinggraveshift
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 4:56 AM
> Scoop up the kitty to go show the others and ask around.
Percy (06/💀)Today at 4:56 AM
Oop, there he goes. Death wiggles a little, but eventually settles in if he's held proper. Prrr.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 4:57 AM
> Return from the Night Out. You're more than a little drunk, and you're carrying your heels as you appear in the halls, staggering your way... hell if you know where. Oh. There's a Clover.
Percy (06/💀)Today at 4:58 AM
Oh. There's a Snowman.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 4:58 AM
He is. You live with Nepeta, you would die if you didn't know how to hold cats by now.
Percy (06/💀)Today at 4:58 AM
Walk the other way, Clover. Walk the other way.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 4:58 AM
"Snowy?"
Percy (06/💀)Today at 4:59 AM
Death shoves his head under Clover's arm. Wedges his face right under there. No, no, can't see you, no. I'm vanished.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 4:59 AM
"Hi kitty-kitty, whatcha doin' there." Smile down at the cat, blissfully unaware.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 4:59 AM
"Oh. Hello, Clelix." Shit. No, that's wrong. You should have stopped five shots of gin ago. You rub your face and you look at him proper. "How are-- cat."
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:00 AM
"That's a new one."
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 5:00 AM
Points. "So is that."
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:00 AM
"I found it."
Percy (06/💀)Today at 5:00 AM
Mrrrrrrrrr.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:00 AM
Pet the cat placatingly.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 5:01 AM
You half strut, half stumble your way closer, until you kneel down in front of him. You look, in a word? Awestruck. Like a little girl presented with a new kitty cat. "Ohh no... May I...?” You're already petting him.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:02 AM
It's moments like this which make you comfortable with Snowman. She's no mom, no human, but she is your friend at times.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 5:03 AM
Gently, gently, pet the kitty. "Oh no, so soft..."
Percy (06/💀)Today at 5:03 AM
Oh jeez, he's being pet. By her. What if she found out? Where mobsters above throwing cats into a bag, into a river? Claws lightly dig into Clover's arm. But frick if that don't feel good.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:03 AM
"Ow-ow, hell, I think you're aggravatin' it." "You gotta- you gotta let them sniff you first and all, remember?"
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 5:05 AM
"Hmm~?" A blink. "Oh. Oh!" Yes, of course. Don't be daft, Snow. You lean yourself over until you're sat side-saddle on the floor, peering around Clover for the kitty's hidden face, offering your hand to sniff. "<Sssh, little one. It's alright, sweet one, hello...!>" In Dersite.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:06 AM
Yeah you're just......gonna...sit right down on the floor yourself, you guess. It's proper with a Queen or something. You try to gently detach kitty from your arm. Your narrator doesn't know if you'd know that language.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 5:08 AM
Your narrator supposes you might have picked up a bit, but it's a very, very hard language for humans to imitate, by virtue of anatomy. Like the aarakocra with the bird mimicry, thhat shit.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:09 AM
"I wonder if <bad imitation of what she just said> is closer to cat language than English."
Percy (06/💀)Today at 5:09 AM
Death's face is a little stretched from being pressed under Clover's arm, right up until he's adjusted thanks to Clover. He gives a head shake, ears flicking before staring warily at Snowman. ....She doesn't know. Well, of course she wouldn't know, you're just a regular black and white cat. Sure the scarred lips are still there, but they're not really easy to see unless you're focusing. The wide pupil stare keeps up for a long time as Death weighs in mentally on the situation... before lightly leaning in to sniff as a cat may do. That's quite the perfume you have there- and alcohol.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 5:13 AM
Oh no. Tickly whisker sniffs. You giggle, and then Clover's imitation has you laughing proper. "Ha! Your enunciation is... terrible. But you know, phonetically, they are probably similar. Cats, and Dersite.” As gracefully as one can manage, you lay yourself out on the floor, curled partially around Clover so you may peer at that tiny face stuck out from under his arm. So cute. You keep your hand steady, despite the gin, so that he can sniff at his leisure. "<Pretty kitty. Little mixed carapace baby. A proper Oreo.>" Oreo is said in English, and therefore is Quite strange amidst the chirps and chitters.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:15 AM
You giggle, and you almost wish you had your camera with you- but no, no, Snowman would beyond kill you. If she remembered. You tilt your head and grin at her. "What are you sayin'?"
Percy (06/💀)Today at 5:17 AM
There is no part of that in which Death understands. Well. Save for the oreo part, but without context clues, he's a little confused. ...Is that his name now? Is he being named? If this what's going on? Death settles, claws no longer pricking skin.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 5:20 AM
You lean your head against the crook of your arm and you smile lazily up at Clover. "Called him an Oreo. And a little baby." You tap your chest lightly, as though that's supposed to indicate the entire concept of carapacian infants of mixed shell ancestry. "Baby." Your eyes and smile focus back on the cat. "Baby. Oreo. May I pet you now?" You crook your finger and offer it slow to his nose, looking for permission to touch.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:22 AM
"Oreo, you think. I like it. Can we keep him?" You've started purring yourself, actually. You couldn't stop smiling if you tried.
Percy (06/💀)Today at 5:25 AM
If Death could arch a brow, it'd be arched. If it was anyone but Snowman... or Doc... Elliott would have found this cute, now he just found it... hmm... he couldn't really put a finger on how he felt. Or rather, paw. Note to self, Snow enjoyed cats and was softer when drunk. He sighed, mentally, and leaned his head in to bump it lightly against her finger.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 5:27 AM
You trill quietly, absolutely pleased. You very lightly rub your finger along the bridge of his nose, and then over his fuzzy little cheeks. You don't even realize you're purring, or how loudly you are, only that you adore this animal. "Yes... I've always wanted a cat. Sweet Oreo boy. We've got to give you cream, little wanderer..."
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:32 AM
"I think we've got enough in the fridge, maybe a dish somewhere. Do cats care if other cats have eaten out of a dish?" Your voice has gotten softer, gentler- you don't want to disturb the moment much.
Percy (06/💀)Today at 5:37 AM
Oh. Hm. Being pet and fed... well, he supposed this was a form of pampering- terrifying, but he could make do. Death couldn't give props for the name, but he'll accept it. Not that he had a choice. Softly, Death began to purr.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 5:40 AM
Ohh, your heart just blooms. You continue to pet his little cheeks, before you slip you slip your hands beneath Clover's arms to try and Scoop. "We've got little saucers, I'm sure..."
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:40 AM
...Scoop the cat or scoop the entire you.
Percy (06/💀)Today at 5:40 AM
Double scoop.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:40 AM
Because you're cool with the latter.
Percy (06/💀)Today at 5:41 AM
You're an ice cream Harry
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 5:41 AM
Scoop The Kitty, Unfortunately. You're still laying on the floor and you just, you want that cat.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:41 AM
Noooo your cat.
Percy (06/💀)Today at 5:44 AM
Death feels this is definitely one of the weirder situations in his life. Prrrp is the noise he gives you this.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 5:45 AM
You've got the kitty! You pull him to cuddle to your chest, tucked there in the crook of your arm laid out along the floor. A small kiss to the top of his head while you languidly pet him. "Sweet boy. Where did you come from..."
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:47 AM
If you don't have cat you're gonna lay on Snowman herself instead to make up for the loss of soft. Listen. Everything's just and right when alcohol is involved. and her tum is Appreciated.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 5:48 AM
(You wince. Ow. Your gut hole. But then you're right back to kitty cuddle town.)
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 5:49 AM
Pause, blink for a minute, and put your hand over the Gut Hole to see if you canope, no, you have gone through like 48 glamours in one night, try healing later. Time for chill.
Percy (06/💀)Today at 5:55 AM
Sniff. Sniff Sniff- oof is that what blood smells like? Still too tangy for Death. Wait. There was a finger missing too. My, this was Pembrokes doing? With how gentle his moirail is, Death so easily forgets what that manis capable of. His nose continues twitching a moment longer before looking up to Snow. How is he supposed to answer that? Or, no of course no one expected him to answer that cats don't talk. He made a soft mrrrp noise because he knows it's cute and that's about all he can do in this situation Death supposes, be a cute cat.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 6:00 AM
That's all you need, really. After the shit fucking handful of days you and yours have had, sometimes all you need is a good, soft cuddle puddle, complete with cute kitty. You would never cough to it sober, and you most certainly aren't going to remember most of this when you wake up. But until such a time that you might abscond to your bedroom, effecting stealing the cat for the night, you content yourself to lay on the floor, ignore your aches, and chill with Clover and Oreo.
pixel~! (04/Dualscar)Today at 6:04 AM
You eventually wander off to get milk for Oreo and do not come back, stolen back to the hotel by your puppy.
Carro (DD/08/WQ)Today at 6:05 AM
You wonder where he's wandered off to after a while, before you go forth to get the milk your own self, bringing it, a small tin of tuna, and Oreo to your bedroom for the night. Door shut so none of the numbers or the Dog can get any funny ideas.
Plush (Jadesprite[Jay])Today at 6:06 AM
a distant woof is heard around the world
Percy (06/💀)Today at 6:08 AM
The horrifying implications of what tomorrow might bring doesn't come to mind. Death is delighted he isn't made to eat cat foot and scarfs the simple delights down before calling it a night. A tired ball of black and white comfortably curled up on what might be the most wonderful bed he's been blessed to sleep on. He idly hopes Pembroke isn't too worried tonight over his disappearance before snoozing.
Brotherly Love
@birdhole , @beatconductor a lil bit
TG: hey TG: sup
TT: Hey. TT: Not much. Lunch break at work. TT: Sup?
TG: oh thats sweet TG: sucks theres no free pizza in it when you work as a cop huh TG: i guess its overall kind of a step up from the pizza gig tho
TT: Right? Free donuts though. TT: But nah, yeah, not so bad. TT: Didn't get a chance to tell you about it but I figure Dave or whoever's already spilled those beans. TT: Kinda weird, right?
TG: yeah dave told me TG: donuts just like a real cop huh TG: still cant quite wrap my head around this cop thing tbh TG: i can see you working as a LOT of things but a cop? thats wild
TT: Yeah. TT: I mean, I figured. Got all that military experience, right? TT: But I didn't want to go back to the military. TT: Plus, working as a cop is an equal mix of 'keeps me active' and 'allows me to work around certain roadblocks in regards to the acquisitions business', so it was a good compromise. TT: Better than fast food and skin flicks again, at any rate.
TG: i mean i guess that makes logical sense n all TG: still fucking wild as shit to me TG: guess you can still wear a uniform even its obviously not as sweet as the fast food ones
TT: Yeah, I really miss that old greasy apron. TT: But what can you do?
TG: the grease just made your eyes pop in that special way ykno TG: chicks love it
TT: They fuckin do, don't they? TT: But somethin tells me you didn't message me to talk about the chicks missing my pizza funk.
TG: you sure about that? its a pretty great topic you could write a book on it become rich quick with your pick up tips
TT: Hey, I'm already on chapter 7: the Sausage Party. TT: But really though. TT: What's up, boss?
TG: nothing TG: i was just TG: thinking about you is all
> Heart, squeeze. TT: That right? TT: Cool, cool. TT: Was thinking about you earlier too, actually.
TG: oh? any reason or
[Dave txt @ bro] im watching u [Dave txt @ bro] > that chicken image
TT: Just, y'know. TT: Was outside on a smoke break and I saw a couple of pigeons hanging out, eating some sandwich or some shit on the sidewalk and like. TT: Got me thinking about you, and like. TT: I spent the past 13 years thing you're dead or some shit, and now you're alive and it's. TT: Just fuckin buck wild. TT: Pardon me for sound fucking sappy but it's kind of like a dream come true.
[TT > Dave: I'm behaving, dad.]
TG: ...am i a pigeon now? tho i do admit i would eat that floor sandwich(edited) TG: yeah its...its fucking wild huh? TG: kinda thought id never see you again even after TG: i got away and shit TG: idk why not like you up and died but? after looking for you and you werent there i dunno i guess TG: i thought you just TG: werent going to come back TG: ...you didnt even see my wings yet you dont get to relate me to birds just yet dude
TT: I mean, I saw them in a picture. TT: One of you and Dave and a bunch of trolls and some old dude in front of a candy cane dildo? TT: But also you post about birds and shit all the time, so I figured that was sort of your Thing now. TT: And ... well. I dunno. TT: Almost didn't. TT: I was just gonna stay on Earth, maybe pop in to visit every so often. TT: But then all that shit happened and Dave wasn't answering my messages, so I thought he was dead too, and...well. TT: I guess I'm, uh... grateful to the apocalypse for. I guess bringing you back to me? TT: Well, no. TT: But like, at least letting me know you're alive.
TG: oh...yeah thats TG: thats my sisters actually and uh..shit what even is grig? grandpa i guess TG: already know mr d after all TG: i mean... im not sure how i feel yet TG: i guess im sorta glad because TG: i mean it has been my embarrassing dream to play family with you again for a while TG: i want to be a family again TG: a lot TG: its just TG: hard
TT: Sisters, huh? Well damn, you got the whole family package with these folks, huh? TT: Nice. How long you been with them? TT: Yeah, I figured. TT: I didn't, and don't, make it easy. I know. TT: A lot easier when you were a baby, even if our folks were shit, just cuz, y'know. TT: Everything hadn'tt happened yet. TT: Hadn't started to completely fuckin lose my mind and treat you like dogshit. TT: But I mean. I dunno. TT: I'm not gonna force you or nothin. TT: But if you ever wanted to come backto the apartment and chill for a day, see how you feel about it? TT: That'd be uh. TT: That'd be really nice.
TG: 3 years TG: as long as ive been TG: away from scratch... TG: i..yeah i guess maybe TG: can you even handle seeing me get gay with dave tho
TT: God. You were with Scratch that whole fuckin time? TT: Fuckin sonnuvabitch refused to tell me what he did with you. TT: Anyway. TT: Handling y'all and your homogay is a small price to pay at the end of the day. TT: Even if it's still. TT: Kinda really weird from my perspective. TT: But I respect y'all and he takes good care of you, so I can't complain too much, right?
TG: ...yeah like ten years TG: kinda fucked up huh TG: ill..ill think about it TG: okay so im gonna be real with you here for a sec okay TG: i TG: messaged you because i was talking to dave and i realized i missed you and TG: that i TG: kindawantahugiguess
TT: ...Yeah? TT: I can do a hug, yeah. TT: Where are you? I can meet you, if you wanna.
TG: ...workin TG: at [coords] TG: dont arrest me mr officer these drugs are prescription
TT: I'll leave the cuffs in the car. TT: What happens off-duty stays off-duty, though, so. TT: See you in five.
TG: kay > Try not to freak out. Freak out anyways.
> Pull up by the curb a short walk away and park. > Look, you even pay for the parking meter and everything. > Step out of the car in your full uniform and approach Sock, one hand in your pocket, the other raised in a wave hello.
> Oh god, he really fucking is a god damn cop. That's so damn weird. God. > Not as weird as randomly meeting up with him for a hug though. Damn it that was the dumbest idea. > You wave back, trying hard to look cool and not like you are dying on the inside and failing miserably.
> You stride up alongside him and... ...well, now what, actually. > Neither of you are very good at this kind of planning, are you. > Damnit, Striders. "Hey." > Now just to... > ... > Open your arms up? > Yeah. That's how hugs happen.
> Oh god, he's going right for it.Oh god. Not even small talk or anything really bro? > Maybe that's better anyways because god know you don't know what to say. "Hey." > You take a deep breath and you...Go for the fucking hug. Squeeze that big bro tight.
> Aww shit here it comes and here he is. All up and hugging you. > Actually, that's uh. > That's real nice. > You wrap your arms around him and pull him in for a good, tight hug. > It's probably not the most comfortable thing, what with your radio strapped onto your chest and name plates aand shit, but. > At least for you? This is a fucking good hug. > (Don't you dare tear up in public.)
> You don't really care about the cofort level of this, it's something you've been craving for 13 years now, a little radio isn't going to stop you from enjoying it. > It's nice. It's familiar, like all the good parts of Bro you've been missing wrapped up for you in one big huggable form. Easy to forget all the shit for a moment. > But the moment does end and when you pull away you have to wipe at you eyes like an idiot. "Uh...Th-thanks."
> Aww, shit goddamn. He's teaaring up too under those glasses. > You swipe one knuckle under your shades, and you take a steaadying breath. "Hey, yeah, no problem." > Breathe easy, Strider. You glance up for a moment as you see a fatass snowflake come drifting down, then you look to Sock again. "Hey, you wanna maybe grab some lunch with me? Haven't eaten yet and it's still my break, so."
> Well at least you are both sappy motherfuckers now. > Oh. You didn't expect that. You think about what Dave told you earlier "Stay in control" and promptly decide to fuck that advice because shit. You are already here. You already went for it like an idiot. "Yeah sure. Gonna have Donuts like a proper cop?" > You make such a face at the snow. Ugh, you didn't really prepare for that kinda weather, fuck.
> You snort a laugh and give your flat stomach a pat. "Gotta work on that signature cop gut, don't I? C'mon." > You gesture behind you with a jerk of your thumb. "Hop in up front. You can pick the place."
"Hell yeah you do. You look like a fake ass striper cop dude." > You get into the car and immediately get the seatbelt. Doesn't feel safe otherwise. You don't really like cars still but you can't pin point why. It's just a weird personality quirk yeah? But you are used to being in one at this point of your life. > Just drive carefully. Please.
> You hop in and buckle up too, both pleased and a litttle saddened that you didn't even need to remind Sock to put on his seatbelt. > Poor kid. > Luckily, you are an impeccably safe driver, and the drive to Wherever is smooth and uneventful.
> Old habits die hard. > You feel kind of awkward in the car with him, it's too silent for our tastes. > You get out of the car at whatever this amazing food place he's taking you is. Fingers crossed for fast food- "Y'know kinda funny. Always figured my first frive in a cop car would be because I'm getting arrested."
> You snort a laugh. It's Sock's old favorite pizza place. > God you hope he still likes this shit. > Also this wasn't a Pizza Pimp before, was it? It was Gino's-- > Wait. > Ugh, well, maybe Dave's not at work. "If you're planning on getting arrested, you're doing this pushing thing wrong, kid."(edited)
> Oh the Pizza Pimp. Fucking score. Maybe Dave is there, that would be rad. "I didn't say I was, I said I didn't think I'd ride a cop car otherwise. Your hearing getting bad?" > You immediately freeze after saying that. Oh man, actually sassing Bro though? Please don't hit me.
> Dave is unfortunately not there, but he sure would love to.
> You catch that freeze, and you... > You snort a little, before pointing to your ears. "Too many concerts and phat-ass beats. Knew I shouldn't have gotten all up and personal with those speakers. Who knew the grown-ups were right about that?" > You smile, and it's a little awkward cuz you sure as hell have never been the smiling type, before you hold open the door for him. "C'mon, before we freeze our asses off."
> Oh. Okay. It's cool. It's chill. In a quite literal sense even so you get your silly ass inside. > A smile though? You haven't seen your brother smile in...far longer than you haven't seen him for sure. > That little scare knocked the speech right out of you though so you just awkwardly sit down at the next best table, suddenly really not sure how good of an idea this was.
> You take a seat opposite him, and when the server approaches, you order yourself a water instead of a soda. > Who are you, even. > You glance over the menu, humming softly. Some of these item names... fitting for a place called Pizza Pimp. "You wanna split one, or do individuals, or?"
> Who is he indeed. You order a black coffee instead of apple juice though, so maybe the traditional Strider beverages are just staying outside today. "Uhhh..Not super hungry honestly I don't mind sharing one." > You haven't been able to eat a whole pizza at once in a while but you don't say that.
"Alright. We'll split a medium and you can take the rest home if you want." > You let him pick the toppings too. This really is a strange Strider day.
> The strangest. Do they have nuggets as topping because you want that.
> They might have like, baked chicken, which is kinda like nuggets and also? Is Carro-approved.
> Do you think the pizza pimp doesn't have a nugget topping what kinda fool do you take Dave for.
> A big one. >:3
> LISTEN Nuggets have been added like at least two months ago. Cock Special.
> Goddamnit, Dave.
> Sock loves Dave and the Cock Special Pizza. Prepare ya taste buds Bro.(edited)
"One Cock Special with extra cock please" > Yes, this is exactly how you order.
> Oh your face. > You're so fucking proud. Dave sure is your little brother, and so too is Sock. > Bless these fucking kids.
"Hope you like it, it's my fav." > Both the pizza and you know.
> Yeah. Yeah, you know. "Sure I will." > Snort a laugh. "This sure isn't Gino's anymore, huh. You remember that place?"
"Oh yeah. Man..That's been a while. Clover gifted the place to Dave what? 2 years ago?" > Back when you were on a no homo basis. Memories.
> [Clover: nya face]
"Used to be your favorite, but maybe that's because it was free when I worked here. ...Clover?"
"I'm always a slut for free food but I still digged their shit later. Oh uh..Yeah. Little green guy? 4 of the Felt?" > Should..You now have mentioned that?
> [Dave] Oh no.
> There's this shift in your face. It's not a frown, but a certain tightening of your lips as you're hit with the full brunt of what Sock just said. "...Dave's...doing business with the Felt?"
> WHOOPSIES >Oh. Oh, oh, oh shit. You fucked up. You didn't really think about that when you said it. At all. Shit. Fuck. Damn. "Hahaha whaaaat? Noooo. Of course not! He'd never uh...Clover is just y'know his uh... Sugar daddy yeah. Cash money man, can't say no to that even from a greenie right?" > Well it's not entirely a lie. You are sweating though.
> You paw at your face and you sit back in your seat, eyebrows knit together tightly. > Looks like you're going to have to have a little talk with Dave when you get home. "...No, guess not. Desperate times and all that, right?"
"Yeah exactly! Haha..." > God this is uncomfortable. You are going to warn Dave but you already feel like shit. Fuck. "Don't...Don't hurt him okay?" > There's fear in your eyes now. Not for you but for your boyfriend, which is so much worse in your eyes.
> That snaps you Right out of your bad thought spiral and you quickly wave your hand. "Hey, no, no. Not gonna hurt him. It's chill." > There's that smile again, even if it's uneasy and a bit green around the gills. Your brother and the Felt... "Really. Just surprised he hadn't mentioned it before now."
> [Dave] GUESS WHY.
" 'kay..." > He probably hadn't mentioned it for a reason. You couldn't have known Dave wasn't supposed to do business with the Felt but you still feel like shit. It makes sense in hindsight and considering your history of course but...You just plain didn't know. > The Pizza arrives but you suddenly don't feel very hungry at all, sipping on you coffee awkwardly instead.
> You're, similarly, not hungry, but you've got to salvage this. Not telling when or if Sock will agree to see you again after this. "Sorry, I just... Y'know, getting offered a gift by those guys. If they had snatched Dave too..." > You shake your head, and sigh it off. Out with the bad. "But they didn't, and that's that. So." > You take up a slice of the pizza and you point is casually at Sock, an eyebrow quirked. "What're you out there peddling?"
> Oh. You'd really rather not follow that line of thought, yeah. Smooth topic change. "Dude, don't think I should be discussing that with a cop in a pizzeria. Mr D would murder me man."
"Hey." > You make a show of taking off your badge and laying it upside down on the table. "Off-duty, not a cop. So is it the good shit, or is it like, oregano in a dimebag being passed off as weed."
"We're still in public man." > And you don't want to piss off your Dad on top of the shit you just pulled.
"Yeah, yeah. Weren't you in public anyway?" > You chuckle a little and you point toward the kitchen area. "Your big bro used to sell shitty dimebags out of there, way back. Dealt to all the line cooks."
" Course you did." > You roll your eyes behind your shades. "What you want an inventory list? Okay I'll just tell you my favorite product aight? Kinder Überraschungseier......The surprise is Cocaine." > Huh, sure did slip into your mother tongue there. Welp..
> Okay. You actually laugh then. "You're selling Kinder Überraschungseier full of Cocaine. Shut the fuck up, seriously?" > You're nodding approvingly now. "That's a fucking great idea. Where the fuck'd you get the chocolates, though? Make them yourself?"
> That makes you feel..really proud? Huh. You can't stop the big dorky grin from spreading on your face. "Best idea I ever had, honestly. I'm importing them from earth, duh. Along with a bunch of other banned sweets and shit. Who the fuck thought peeps are illegal anyways?"
> You balk at that and you laugh again. "Peeps are illegal here-- wait, shit, right." > Smack your forehead. "That's my job to know that now. Wow, fuckin fire me now."
"Maybe I should show you my stock, just as a reminder. A fucking lot of dumb shit is. Fucking Lattes were banned man. Until the King unbanned them just for Jude which is honestly so fucking stupid. Way to play favorite, just like royalty should am I right? Not that I'm complaining, love me a big fat Latte." > Man it's...Nice to be able to make that kind of shit tier level german dick joke and to know you're gonna be understood just fine.
> You snort your water and you pull a face,but you're clearly goofing around a loving it. "Fucking nasty, dude. I don't need to hear about your love of big hot fuckin Lattes."
"Aren't you glad the prospitian monarchy digs a steaming hot Latte too? What a life that would be otherwise." > You snort yourself.
"Jesus christ. Fuckin whities, dude." > You stuff some pizza in your mouth and you talk withyour mouth full like the fat nasty trash you are. "Can you believe I have to work with them? Like what the fuck."
"The Queen gives me the creeps with her I love everyone bull. And the King seems like a huge fucking idiot so...Congrats man. Jackpot."
"Not had the chance to meet either, but this is the closest I've gotten to infiltrating the corrupt government yet. Maybe if I keep my shit up, I can finally overthrow them from the inside." > You are entirely dead seriouus.
"What's the masterplan? Shoot them in public?" > You aren't but you also don't mind the topic. Not a fan of these guys.
"Nah, nah, nothing like that. Too messy. Besides." > You gesture at the scar that runs oveer your eyes. "Never been a fan of guns."
"I know." > Hell maybe you should be grateful he ain't. Swords fucked you over bad enough. "Seems like a popular approach is all. Like historically or whatever. But I guess you gotta go for something less stale huh?"
"Of course. Flashy's the only way to be when you're taking out a corrupt system of government."
"Looking forwards to the show Bro." > Except you hope he's fucking joking.
> You totally fucking aren't. > You toss him a wink, which of course he can't see all that well behind your shades. "Hope it's a good one. You gonna eat any pizza, lil bro?"
"Oh, right." > You finally grab a piece too. "How's the Cock Special?"
> Stuff the rest of your piece into your mouth and brush the crumbs off of your fingers. "It's not big hot Latte, but it's nice and tasty all up in my mouth, so it'll do."
"I mean we can grab a Latte next time-" > Did you just say next time. Did you just imply you want to meet up like this again? Shit. > Stuff your mouth with Pizza real quick.
> Oh. > Oh... That makes yourr heart do the smiley emote. > You grin a liittle bit about that and you say, voice kinda soft, "Yeah... alright. I'd like that."
"Me too...I think." > If you don't hurt my boyfriend tonight that is, is what you think.
> Don't you worry, Sock. Not gonna hurt your boyfriend tonight. > You're not gonna be home, so Dave gets to go unhurt for another night.
> Or any other night Bro.(edited) > Or day, or ever:
> Well, at least you'll try to keep your cool when you talk to Dave about it later.
> That's a good start.
> Fuck yeah. Before you all finish up here, you nod back to the streets now lightly coat with snow. "You going back to your corner, right? You need a jacket?"
"I mean, I'll live..." > But it's pretty obvious that you don't have any especially warm clothes on you, you know like an idiot.
"Yeah, and you'll get sick, doofus." > You shrug off your jacket--it's a plain black windbreaker, while you wait for your city issue polcie jacket to come in--and you ball it up, handing it over to him. "Here."
> You open your mouth to respond but the Jacket is already in your hands. Oh. That's..Oh. > Is that what it's like to have a caring older brother? "Thanks..." > The Jacket is far too big for you and smells like Bro. It's a weird feeling to put it on. Like a hug you can wear. > Your heart is doing several emotions.
"Hey, no sweat. No good to go out there to work if you're just gonna freeze to death, yeah?" > You have the server bring you all a box for the leftovers, and you give those to him, too. > You stand from the stand and stretch. "Alright, my lunch is about over. You ready to go?
"Uh, yeah." > You are still trying to sort your feelings over all of this. It's weird. It's nice. > It's what you wanted all along. > Except for the part where you are scared about Dave. > You get up too feeling like a huge fool.
> You, very very carefully, put your hand on his back and lead him out back into the cold. > Look to him, then to your car. "Back to tthe same corner? Or you got anywhere else you need to be?"
> You tense up just a little at the touch but let it happen anyways. "Y-yeah same place." > You just get into the car quickly to cut off the awkward moment. Not without putting on your seatbelt of course.
> Always seatbelt first, kid! > You buckle in and drive him back to the street corner you found him on, putting the car into park but not getting out. "Alright. Don't get into any trouble, alright? Oh, and patrol comes past here in about 30 minutes, so be cool when they pass, yeah?"
"Oh uh..Okay. See you, I guess." > You wave an awkward goodbye, overwhelmed by a lot of conflicting emotions.
> You're about to drive off, but then you open the door and, hanging halfway out, you call to him, "Hey! Love you, Sock."
> That just leaves you starring for a moment. Did he just-? Does he? What. Can not compute. "L-Love you too Bro..." > You are not sure if he heard that with the way you mumbled that. You are not sure if you want him to or not. > It's only getting weirder. > But it also warms your birdy little heart.
> You heard it--you've actually got pretty good hearing still, despite all tthatt music and shit. > You smile and wave again before ducking back into your car and driving off.
> The patrol driving by half an hour later doesn't find a drug dealer, just a crying kid in some back alley. > This absolutely kills the bird.