mad world

V I O L E T ⚫ ⚫ ⚫⚫P A R R All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere Their tears are filling up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head, I want to drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me, no one knew me Hello teacher, tell me what's my lesson Look right through me, look right through me mad world mad world

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“I don’t know. I’m not a girl,” Nibs replied in a very matter-of-fact manner. He ducked his head in a poor attempt at hiding his growing blush, offering a shrug for emphasis. “Don’t you, like, paint your nails and read gossip magazines and find ways to annoy your brothers? My mom likes to garden, so I guess you guys like flowers and stuff too.”

Out of habit, Nibs slid his sneakers off by the front door and immediately shoved his hands into his sweatshirt pockets. “Oh, and water would be good,” he added as an afterthought. He’d normally help himself to stuff in the fridge when Jack-Jack was around, but it didn’t feel right when it was just Violet and himself. “Do you have any cookies or did JJ eat them all?”

“...Clearly.” Violet deadpanned at the obviousness of his statement, and as he continued speaking she was slightly confused. Wow, he really did sound like her brothers. “Uh...” Was the only sound she could get out as she tried to figure out if he was being real. “Are you for r-- Okay, yeah, you are. For starters, I don’t annoy them... Quiet the opposite actually.” she said, mumbling the last part. Especially when it came to Dash. “You might be right in some of it. You’re definitelly calling me out on the magazines.”

Giving him a nod to show she had listened to the request, she opened the fridge to get a bottle of water as she put it on the counter near him, before she softly chuckled at his question. “I think there could be some around, dad bought some recently... Like, yesterday.” Violet said, opening up the cookie jar which was now empty. Of course. However, as she opened several of the cabinets she could find a box with some inside. “Looks like we’re in luck.”

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Honey was surprised by the question. She carried herself with such optimism all the time that no one really questioned if she was happy. But now that the question presented itself, she had to really think about it. Did she look miserable? “I…Oh! Don’t apologize! It’s okay to ask these things!” She drummed her fingers on the table in front of her and thought for a moment. “I think so. I wasn’t for a while, but now I’m sure I am. Are you happy?”

There seemed to be a long silence as the blonde looked to carefully think about the answer. “I just needed to make sure.” She shyly admitted. After all, not all people would take kindly to some questions that could be taken as personal. “That’s good, right? I mean, that you are now... when you weren’t..” Violet said, not really wanting to prod on the other’s past, especially as she had just told her it was something that had her unhappy. “Me? Uhm, well.. This strawberry milkshake is really good, so.. yes?”

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“Are you happy?” he asked back, staring down at the kid.  “Someone’ doesn’t ask a random stranger if they are happy unless they are doubtful about their own happiness.” Crossing his arms in curiosity, glaring at her. “I’m content in my own life. Happiness is a false expectation given to us by the big people.”

Violet blinked as the question was thrown back to her just mere seconds after it had escaped her lips. “I-- I guess.”  The glare in his face, and the stance the man carried himself with making wish she could disappear into thin air. “Big people?”

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    ( °. — ♡ BLINKING A COUPLEtimes as the girl asked her how she was, whether she was happy, jubileena chuckled as she shook her head. “ i mean, i guess so ? i’ve got nothing to be unhappy about so, yes. i think i am pretty happy. “, she said, still grinning. shrugging off her apology, leena waved her hand in a ‘ never mind it ‘ manner, only to say: “ ah, don’t worry, it’s all good. “, smiling at her. “ what about you, huh ? are you happy ? “.

a quick amused smile pulled at her lips as she heard the reasoning. since she wasn’t unhappy, then it meant she was happy. it sounded pretty simple if it was put that way. “that’s good to hear,” she nodded, “the happy part, i mean, but also you don’t minding.” the girl added, and as the question was asked back-- it did give a certain kind of different perspective. “yeah.” why didn’t she feel so convinced? “i have my family, things i like...  there’s not a reson to be unhappy either, is it?” 

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“I mean of course I am.” She said with a shrug. “Sure small things will get me down from time to time, but at the end of the day I’m lucky to have the life that I have and that’s always something to be happy about you know?” She explained becoming more insightful than she had even anticipated. “No, not at all, don’t even worry about it.”

Violet slowly nodded at the answer, it seemed simple and straight to the point, and while it was that way it made her softly smile at the other girl. “I’m glad you are, happy I mean.” And she meant it, even if she didn’t know the other girl that much. She’d always thought everyone deserved to feel happy. 

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Lilo blinked, surprised. She didn’t mind the question. She appreciated it, even. It was deeper than most conversation topics, and it was something she wondered about other people enough to know where Violet was coming from. She simply hadn’t been expecting it, just as the other girl probably wasn’t expecting Lilo to be such an open book. “For the most part,” she answered honestly. “It’s summer. That’s nice. I don’t have any homework to worry about and I can sleep in. And we have Froot Loops at home.” She sighed heavily. “But I’m still worried about college, and I feel like I never see Nani these days because she’s always so busy… and I miss my parents. I always miss them, but it’s been harder lately.”

While it hadn’t been long, Violet had found a friend in Lilo, yet she still got nervous when she said something that could set the other girl off. Still, Lilo always seemed to take things lightly and proof of that was her answering her with complete honesty, something Violet appreciated. Plus, it interested her to know what the other found enough to consider herself happy, as small as they could sound for someone else. “I understand-- I mean, the college part.” Violet was completely aware she didn’t understand what losing a parent was like but she tried. “You know you can always call me for anything if you want right?” She knew she wasn’t the same as missing her sister or her parents, but she wanted the other to know she could always count of her and Violet would try to help as much as she could. 

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It was like the breeze carried the inquiry. Curling around his throat, lingering between them like it created another presence. He knew it wasn’t said to get some gossip and he also felt like he’s had this conversation plenty of times with his younger sisters when they weren’t feeling so confident. He hoped she was okay. “I promised someone I care a lot about that I was happy–” he muttered, thinking about how important it seemed for Missy to hear him say he was and mean it.

“So I suppose I kinda need to be right?” Thumper admitted, turning to the side to show her the three small rubber bands in his hand. “Let me braid your hair?” He offered. “And, being happycan be over rated when there are so many other emotions. Ever get so mad you destroyed something?”

Violet tilted her head slightly as the other answered the question, a soft frown for a moment drawn in her features. It didn’t sound like a ‘yes’ of any sorts, but she wouldn’t push. “They must be important.” she commented and at the offer, after a moment, she nodded to silently agree and let him do it. 

She thought on the other’s question. Anger wasn’t a prominent emotion in her, but she’d gotten mad several times. “No. I mean I’ve gotten mad... At my younger brother especially when he plays pranks on me.” Or at herself for doing or saying something, or not doing or saying so. Conversations and situations often replayed in her head nitpicking on what could’ve happened differently. “But I don’t think I’ve ever physically destroyed something.”

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“Sounds like you’d aim for somewhere else,” Andy shook his head at her, smiling. “I’ll take that cheeseburger, and eat it. Wont have a second to talk to anyone else because you’re stuck with me.” Letting go of her hand to wrap hims arm around her shoulder, tugging her into his side. Andy didn’t care about anyone else in that party with her, after all he could make friends elsewhere. Tonight was about spending time with the girl he liked, and trying his best to make  her smile as much as possible. Maybe i’ll get to kiss her tonight.

To your heart. The thought slipping in her mind, but never leaving her lips. Instead she only gave a quiet laugh. She had to keep thouhts like that away, the last thing she wanted was to feel more. “I’ll be holding you against that,” she teased, even if she wouldn’t. The action of scooting closer to him as his arm wnt around her, happening with no second though, almost naturally. And as they walked in, the loud music and mixed chatter reaching her ears. The smell of alcohol, mixed with smoke and weed reaching her nose. The whole party vibe. “Where to now?” He asked closer to him, loud enough for him to hear her over the music. 

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“Are you happy?” the girl asked tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. It was a random question that has just popped in her head, but one that always lingered at the back of her mind. Maybe because she constantly asked herself the same thing. But her question also came from a place of genuine curiosity. What people even thought happiness was? But then she realized one thing, that not only she was invading someone else’s privacy, but hers could be easily invided as well. “That was a bit too personal, I suppose, sorry.”

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“This is freaking amazing,” Audrey said, a couple crumbs falling out of her mouth as she spoke. “Hey, you’re trying to get me to happy dance, aren’t you?”

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Violet cracked a soft smile as she watched and heard the other woman. “I supposed it worked?”

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“Are you Jess? Am i Peter? I think i’d like to live through this party, but if you’re down for a bloody Christmas just make sure to not go for my face. It’s too pretty.” Andy smiled at her teasing, rolling his eyes slightly at his own words. “Not a strangers. Just not a friend. Who knows maybe by the end of tonight we’ll end up with new friends or something.” shrugging at her. A burst of heat spread across his cheeks at the feeling of her hand slipping in his, cheeks burning bright red. There was no way to deny the attraction he felt for her, after all he knew he liked her, but something held him back. Slipping his fingers in between hers, gently squeezing he nodded. “Let’s go Peanut. Time to face the music.”

“While I’d love to live, I wouldn’t want you to die. Besides... I’d never aim for your face.” Violet joked with s short nudge.  “More like you end up with new friends, a cheeseburger says you have all the girls swooning the moment you speak to them.” It had always amazed her how he’d so easily make new friends or could hold a conversation with awkward pauses, something she didn’t seem to be able to do. With his hand in hers, she felt a bit more confident. He was the one person she felt like she could do anything and everything. SHe could talk about any random thing, and have small debates over different topics that would end up in laughs. Maybe that's why she liked him so much, maybe that's why she didn't do more in fear of losing him. Throwing him a small smile and a nod in his direction, she allowed him to guide her in the house’s direction.  

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“If it helps any, I THINK you are doing great so far.” He replied with an equally jokingly tone. Since they were already friends, that should mean that there shouldn’t be so much pressureright? He hopes so, but he also didn’t want Violet to feel like she had to act in some way just because they were paired into this together. “Pero, how about we just be ourselves in this, okay? I mean, we don’t have to completely treat this as a blind date, er— maybe we could view this as just two friends hanging out together? Who happens to be dressed a bit more nicer than usual?” Miguel then offered, if only it helps leave any other tension they felt over this. “Maybe by the end of this we can decide if this was a date or not?”

Seriously, wasn’t going out on a date with a friend should be considered easier than with someone who, well, wasn’t? They haven’t even done anything besides talk yet, who knows what will happen once they do head off to somewhere. “I hear that the nice boy enjoyed teaching you and can’t wait for his next lesson with you.” Miguel commented, grinning a bit. “That’s great. You have to let me hear it the next time. I will even play with you, on the piano, so that we can play the butchered version together.” He chuckled. He then quitted down some, figuring that now was a good time as any to say where they were going to go. “So, uh, I don’t know if you alreadyhave an idea on where you want us to go? Pero, there is a place I have in mind that I THINK you may like?”

Violet smiled with a short laugh at Miguel words, she appreciated them. And him. “I like the sound of that. It’s a great idea, actually.” The idea of friends always worked better with her anyway, it wasn’t like she had much friends in the first place but Miguel was close to one. “Then it’s settled, from now on no date.”

“Is that so? That’s great, because I can’t wait for it either.” Violet grinned back. It was nice, not only were they getting to be friends, but he was teaching something he enjoyed and she was learnign something she equally and genuinely wanted to learn. It wasa tpic that both of them liked and found a deep interest in anyway.  “I’ll definitely let you hear on the next session,” she gently laughed at his offering. At his next words, Violet perked up a bit, she had honestly been so caught up wondering with the what, who and how that she hadn’t even given a first thought on the where up until he was mentioning it of course. “oh?  I am interested to see what place you have in mind. So, lead the way?”

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The brief hesitance in Violet’s voice made Nibs raise a brow, but he wasn’t about to question it. There was already enough awkward tension coursing through him; he didn’t need to make it worse. Besides, he was hopeful that Jack-Jack would come trudging out with his jacket in tow. Carefully stepping inside the Parr home, he made sure to close the door behind him and patiently waited right by it, only allowing his eyes to gaze around. No one else seemed to be home, and the moment Violet came back, Nibs had a feeling Jack-Jack wasn’t here either.

“Oh, uh…cool? Yeah, yeah, that’s cool,” he quickly reassured, offering a shrug to appear more mellow than he actually felt. He could always text Jack-Jack to see where his friend was at, but maybe it’d just be easier to go in, grab the jacket, and get out – especially if it was only Violet home. It felt awkward being in the Parr residence without Jack-Jack there.  “I wasn’t interrupting, like, some kind of girl thing, was I?” He decided to ask, finally gathering the courage to step further into the home. “’Cause I can always come back when Jack-Jack’s here and you’re done doing – uh, whatever it is girls do?”

“Girl thing?” Violet repeated, before a short chuckle followed. God, he sounded like her brothers it was a bit funny. No wonder he hung out a lot around the youngest of them. “What do you think girls do?” she asked with slight curiosity. Violet knew she was usually the shy and nervous one around people, but the boy seemed to be beating her at her own unwanted game. Granted, she was in her own home and that usually gave her a slight advantage. 

The amount of words she and the other boy had shared were close to none, and even if they were just starting to talk, it was by far the longest convesation they’d hold considering most of the times there were only passing ‘hi’ and ‘bye.’ “Don’t worry, you weren’t interrupting anything important. I was just listening to music and reading some magazine.” she shrugged, “but if you decide on waiting for him, uh, do you want something to drink or eat?”

[damscls]

“My shift is over,” she argued with the manager, bunching her apron in her hands. But no, she needed to keep working –– overtime for the shifts she missed last week. “This is bullshit,” the girl spoke as she walked behind the bar to the costumer on the barstool. “Okay, looks like you’ve been granted a shitty bartender. What can I get you… a sippy cup perhaps?”

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Violet sometimes did stupid things, she knew that. Just like she knew what she was doing was definitely climbing its way to the top of the list. Walking in a bar was something rare for her, but she did things within a reason, at least most of the times, and that reason was the annoyed woman adressing her. “I don’t know,” she said with an unsure shrug, “surprise me?” 

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After retracing his steps for the day, Nibs was positive that he’d left his jacket at the Parr residence. This presented a minor inconvenience considering the time of day, but wasn’t too big of a deal. He just needed to get Jack-Jack to help him find the jacket amid the mess they always seemed to make, then head home before dinner. There was a pep in his step as he approached the front door and rang the doorbell, already expecting to see his friend and crush on the other end. Unfortunately, Nibs was not prepared to see Jack-Jack’s sister standing in front of him instead. He’d never shared more than a few words with Violet – or Jack-Jack’s brother Dash, either – considering he only ever dropped by to hang out with the youngest Parr. Honestly, Nibs wasn’t sure how to go about talking to her and froze up on the spot.

“Oh,” was all he said at first, awkwardly trying to peer over the older girl’s shoulder. When it was obvious the Parr he wanted was nowhere to be found, he finally met Violet’s gaze. “Uh…is JJ around? I think I left something in his room.”

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[violctpvrr]

Violet had heard the bell rang before, but like almost any other person that wasn’t expecting any visitors, she decided to ignore it. It wasn’t like anyone would be coming to see her anyway. But when she heard the bell again she sighed, putting her magazine aside and looking through her window only to notice her dad’s car wasn’t there, and it was obvious her mom wasn’t there either. Of course. Opening the door to reveal Nibs, Violet already knew he’d be here for the youngest brother before he even asked. 

“Jack-Jack, your... friend is here!!” she called out. Whatever was going on between the two boys was beyond Violet, but she allowed herself to dabble into annoying older sister territory. It was a rare moment just like when JJ had his own. (But no one would ever beat Dash between the three of them) A couple of seconds passed and nothing. “He might be sleeping, i don’t know. Come in.” she said, leaving the door open and going in search of the person in question, only to notice he wasn’t in his room. She ran a hand through her face before returning to Nibs. “Bad news, it looks like he’s not here. You can look for it if you want? Or wait for him to come back.”

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Miguel anxiously shrugged, WONDERING if it was weird that he had never been on a date before despite his age. “It just, um, never came up?” He replied, not knowing what else to say about that. Dating had never really been much of an interest of his, especially when music had always been his main focus. “I mean, I never liked anyone enough to want to date, I guess?” Miguel added, not sure if that helped with anything. Yet when Violet admitted that she hasn’t been on a date before either, he decided to let out a soft chuckle. “This will be the first for the both of us then.” He stated, both genuinely and relieved.

Miguel hesitated for a moment when Violet went in for a hug, always awkward about these things whenever it wasn’t a close friend or a familia member. But a second later, he wrapped his arms around her and embraced her back. “Same. In fact, not gonna lie, I’m actually really happy that I was paired up with you for this.” He smiled, dropping his arms. “Well enough, I guess. Haven’t done anything new or eventuful yet this summer— well with the exception of signing up for this? Pero, you know?” Miguel scratched his cheek. “And how about you? Have you practiced some more since we last saw EACH OTHER? Or just anything new?”

“It is, I’ll try not to disappoint.” she joked. even if deep down she was dreading she did or said anything that could make this just go wrong. The fact that neither of them had ever done anything similar added some extra pressure. The idea of dates had always been hard to grasp for her, what even made a a date... A date. If she went by Miguel words and it had to be with someone she liked enough, then she’d probably been on one already without her really knowing. 

As the hug took place, she pushed away the confusing thoughs going through her head, scolding herself for thinking on the past. “Well, I signed up for some guitar lessons with this very nice boy... But that’s about the most interesting thing from my summer.” Violet briefly smiled before nodding, “I have, actually, I think I can play a butchered version of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star by now.”

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This time, Dinah gives the other a laugh in response. Still smiling as her eyes widened at the other’s realization “The name of a flower, that’s the dream.” She then extended her hand in slightly jokingly manner. “I’m Dinah.”

“Flower. You know, most people relate it to the color, myself included I have to admit.” she smiled, “do you like flowers?” Violet gave a short laughed and played along, taking the girls hand and giving it a shake. “Nice to meet you, Dinah.”