Pierre to Piper
Pierre: I'm totally ready to meet my other people again. Pierre: It's time.
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Pierre to Piper
Pierre: I'm totally ready to meet my other people again. Pierre: It's time.
Valentine’s Ball
After making sure that their fathers were okay, and wouldn’t be too lonely for the night, Summer and River went to the grand Valentine’s Day Ball at the Magisterium. Summer was more excited for this than she had been for the Yule Ball, because at least this time, she had her handsome boyfriend as a date. Ever since he had quit the Magisterium, and she had curt-tailed with her own personal problems, they hadn’t had too many occasions to see one another - though she did text him little love letters just about everyday. This morning was no different. ‘River, your strong and steady course had led straight to my heart, and I can’t wait to follow it onto bigger and better things. Tonight will be a night that neither of us will forget, my beloved. My valentine. Always.’
Stepping inside of the giant space where the ball was to be held, with her lover by her side, Summer gasped in amazement at all the decor. The committee had done a grand job of making it romantic, and explosive. If there was one thing that it wasn’t, though, that was subtle. “I’m so glad that I didn’t volunteer for the clean up committee,” She laughed, nuzzling herself into River’s side. “Can you imagine what that would be like?”
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Pierre, as one of the people who had been part of the planning committee, had to be there early. And since he had roped Piper into it as well, they were there, greeting guests. And yet, in a very rare move for Pierre Renault, he only had eyes for the girl beside him. Ever since their night together at his party, he seemed to be fawning even more. He had gotten what he had wanted from her, but all it did was make him crave more. So he got this suit to match her dress in an attempt to get some bonus points with her.
Though Piper was his focus, he did see the big eyes and the amazed expression on Summer Savage’s face as she stepped inside. It made him grin proudly, for he had a big hand in doing all of this. He nearly stayed at the school overnight trying to put this together, hand-hanging the decorations. “Now that - that is the reaction that makes all of the work worth it,” He said down to Piper. “Not too shabby, eh?”
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Agnes arrived with Arthur, though it took them a minute or two to go inside because he had to be unloaded from the van that fit him and his wheelchair. She didn’t mind in the slightest though. She was happy to even have a date at all, let alone someone that she enjoyed talking to. “I hope I get a couple of dances with you in - because with how great you’re looking tonight, all the girls are going to be asking,” She said with a wide grin. Maybe she was Pierre’s sister just a little bit after all, but it wasn’t just a line. Despite how the illness had ravaged his body, Arthur still was a very good looking boy.
Pierre @ Piper
Pierre: I met your dads!!!!
Pierre: They were a bit distracted but I think we're cool.
Date with Piper
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Pierre had originally thought about being cliche for his dinner with Piper. Going with something French, Peruvian or Indian to celebrate the cultures between them - but he opted out of that. Why not find something new, and make it theirs? So he made reservations at a Spanish restaurant, and texted Piper with the address.
He got there early. He didn’t believe in being fashionably late. Being at the table, standing up when she would walk in, looking fantastic as always, to push her chair out for her would make a better impression than walking through the restaurant, and stopping to look for her.
So that’s where he was, sitting in the bright yellow atmosphere that reminded him of his own bedroom, when she would come strolling in, looking like a fucking Goddess. Those eyes, that beautiful skin tone - they had the ability to take his breath away. He got to his feet to greet her, pressing a soft kiss on her cheek. “Thanks for agreeing to a second date, beautiful.”
Pierre @ Piper
Pierre: I just realized how much I missed your face
Pierre: Handling business like a boss lady
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There wasn’t a whole lot of room beneath the tree for the typical sort of picnic. And it was a bit too cold to do the whole blanket and basket thing, but Pierre was nothing if not innovative. He got there bright and early, using some of the fabric from his mother’s stores (not knowing that these used to be the very fabrics which Clopin used in his tents) to string up and make little shelters around the burning tree. He laid the blankets down in there, the picnic basket off to the side with a very French feast inside, including wine and sparking grape juice in case she wanted to stay sober. A little fire that he lit using the inside of the tree, and all was almost done. The only thing that it needed was a little bit of music.
And that was why he had an acoustic guitar, hiding in one of the tents. There were three of them, one for the guitar, one for the food, and one for them, just in case it decided to get a little wet in here. He wanted everything to be safe and secure in all circumstances. This was the first of the twelve days of Pierre-mas, and he wanted to start off on a good note.
He was just warming his hands on the fire when he heard footsteps coming closer. “Ahh - Piper, you came, you came. Welcome to our own little hippie paradise.”
Party, Party, Party.
Since his mother was doing most of the decorating and was hanging around humming, Pierre went outside to wait around for Piper. He was already dressed and ready for the party, and felt pretty proud of himself for how it was coming along. Quite a few people said that they were coming, and he got his parents to agree to go to a hotel room for the night. Well, rather, it was the parents that were letting the party happen as a distraction so that they could get away for a little while, since Esmeralda and Phoebus rarely got to have nights to themselves with the kids, and the homeless around.
The only real rule was that the party was contained to their house, and that people would either uber or stay over. No drinking and driving. As soon as someone was seen with a beer, their keys were taken away. Phoebus had set up a special code with uber so that the Renaults account would be billed, so there would be no excuses for driving home. It seemed like everything was thought through - at least, for now.
He thought he saw the absolutely gorgeous purple-eyed girl walking up the sidewalk and he actually began to feel those little butterflies flying around in his stomach. Yeah, he got along really good with his pup, and Seven was like his main person, but no one put the flutters in Pierre the way that Piper did.
He opened up the gate from the inside, then tied it off so it would stay open and people could come streaming in. “Salut, mon amour,” He smiled, leaning in and kissing her cheek.
Pierre @ Piper
Pierre: This is BS
Pierre: My parents are pulling me from the Magisterium because of what happened to Summer and Scout in the forest
Pierre: I'm fightin this, I'm not leaving you