#icyjet

[the-art-lizard]

Ramjet: *does something cute*

Icy: *chuckles* Daaaw, Rammy.

*both go into a surprised silence*

Ramjet: *smiles and looks touched* R-Rammy? You have a nickname for me?

Icy: YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO KNOW ABOUT IT! *runs away*

[the-art-lizard]

Ramjet: You know what I like about you Icy?

Icy: Let me guess, my "brilliant green eyes" or my "charming personality"?

Ramjet: No. I like that you wear tank tops most of the time. You're hot as hell and you flaunt it, I respect that.

Icy: *blushes* O-oh.

Icy, internally: How am I going to tell him I wear them because I get overheated easily and not because of my looks?

[the-art-lizard]

Icy: Kiss me harf and like you mean it.~

Ramjet: *snorts* You said harf.

Icy:....

Icy, internally: Yoooouuuuu FFFUCKED IT UP! NOW HE HATES YOU! NOW YOU'RE DISGUSTING AND HE HATES YOU!

[the-art-lizard]

Icy: Ramjet, Did I do anything....embarrassing last night?

Ramjet: Well, you sat in my lap, sang the chorus of Justin Beiber's Love Me very soothingly to me, and tried to kiss me.

Icy, intrigued: Oh? Then what happened?

Ramjet: You....threw up on my chest and passed out. I didn't want to tell you that part.

Icy, disgusted: Oh god.

[the-art-lizard]

Ramjet: You know what the future holds for us?

Icy: *sigh* I'll bite, what does the future hold for us Ramjet?

Ramjet: Well, I-cy that you will go out with me. *winks*

Icy: *snorts really loud while hitting fist on the table* O-okay, That-that was good.

Ramjet: Does that mean you'll go out with me!?

Icy: *snorts and chuckles* Sure, sure, sure. Just don't make me laugh like that again around other people.

Ramjet: You got it! See you later, have an ~ice~ day!

Icy: *wheezes and starts laughing really hard*

[the-art-lizard]

Icyjet tidbits (Because I love/hate myself)

Ramjet makes kissy faces at Icy when the latter looks at him with a sour or sad look. It never fails to make Icy blush and smile a bit

Icy likes petting Ramjet’s hair because it’s very soft. Ramjet enjoys the petting a lot.

Ramjet always sleeps and lies down on his belly. It’s a bit odd, but Icy thinks it’s adorable.

When he has to, Ramjet wears a red eyepatch to match Icy’s robotic eye.

Ramjet and Icy both like to star gaze and often do it together.

Neither of them are very verbal with affection, since they both feel like they’re not good with words, but they will do little hums that are basically “I love you”s. 

Neither of them are good kissers. Kissing is always awkward between them. Stop them.

Ramjet asks if they can keep every cat that follows Icy. Icy always says no.

Ramjet will lie to everyone except for Icy. Ramjet doesn’t like often at this point, but that doesn’t mean he won’t still do it when he has something to hide. But he can never hide anything from Icy.

They often share milkshakes, one cup with two straws, like a cheesy ‘50′s couple.

[the-art-lizard]

Icy: I guess Ramjet was a little cute.

Ramjet: *comes back with a chipped tooth, a tongue stud, five more scars, and missing an eye* Sup assholes.

Icy: *blushes*

Icy (internally): Why am I like this? Why is this my type?

[the-art-lizard]

Ramjet: My hair is a weird color and is twice it's normal size now. Does that mean I've become the protagonist?

Icy (internally): I can't believe I might have feelings for this idiot.