-- ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering entranceway 17 --

[hamburellakind]

okay so
nobody freak out!
but i haven't seen dave since the event.
his room is still all dave-like, so he didn't go home or anything.
but i can't find him!
and i think i know why.
hehehehe.
so if anybody knows where he is,
let me know.
we have a...
let's call it an appointment.
hehehehehehe

Comments

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

...It feels tainted now.

[Fidget.]

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

I'm not in the mood to have another bite of cereal for the rest of the day, so I guess we're even. Shit, next time, just ambush me in my room or somethin'? At least then I probably won't have food waiting to murder me.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

I really didn't think that this would happen! I mean, I just, I promised lil you! Because you're so linefacey all the time...

I think I prefer linefacey and alive, though.

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well, next time you'll know.

Also, we're keepin' this from Bro, unless you want a random ninja attack from him.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

Oh God.

Yeah...that's okay. And we should probably not tell Terezi either. She might not take it too well.

...Although, you are alive. So there is that.

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

Nah, don't think she'd take an assassination attempt on her monorail pale whatever thing all that nicely. TZ and Bro would probably team up to reap holy justice.

[He shrugs.]

So long as they don't know, you'll be fine.

Other than the failed tickle attack and CPR, you plannin' anythin' else with me?

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

No, I was just trying to make good on my tickle--

[CPR.

CPR

CPR ON DAVE'S MOUTH.]

Oh gosh.

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

What? Did you remember that you needed to feed a pet or some shit?

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

N-- not exactly.

[He looks at the ground.]

I kind of kissed you.

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

[It takes Dave one second to make a decision between getting revenge and letting it slide. Naturally, he goes for the revenge.]

You know you took away my first kiss, right? Don't bring up spin the bottle, that was just a game and none of that counted. You know you basically asked me out for a date according to Strider etiquette, right?

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

Wh-- you're kidding, right?

[Pause.]

I'm pretty sure spin the bottle totally counts!

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

Nope, and it doesn't count. Kissin' games never count in the love life of a Strider. Otherwise weird shit happens.

'Sides, it's just one date that doesn't even have to be a real date. I'm bound by Strider etiquette to do this shit, bro, help a guy out.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

Do you and your bro play a lot of kissing games...?

[Squint.]

Don't dates...usually end with another kiss? I mean, traditionally? Doesn't that just end up making you date people endlessly? How do you not have a boyfriend or girlfriend just because of this stupid rule?

[LOGIC.]

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

That's sick. Didn't think it turned you on when two Striders start doin' the nasty.

[Rolling his eyes.]

No, they don't have to. Also, that's classified info about yours truly.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

N-- that's not what I meant! Geez, you were the one who started it anyway.

I don't know about this, Dave. I mean, I didn't mean to kiss you. I was trying to save your life!

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

Still sick. Bro and I don't have that kinda relationship.

Yeah, and that definitely wasn't CPR. That was more like kissin' me while forcin' wind into my lungs and threatenin' to make my lungs burst through an overload of air. Plus, I think you need to make up for tryin' to kill me.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

I didn't mean each other, you horse's ass!

[Dave was right though. John should make it up to him.]

Just...just one date, right?

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

Obviously you need to choose your words better.

[Wow, he can't believe this actually worked. Not that he's going to tell John until after the fact.]

Yep, just one, 'less you liked it so much you kiss me again for another one.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

[John fidgets with his hood, cheeks flushed.]

Alright, okay. But what kind of date can we go on in here anyway?

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

That's up to you, bro.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

...So you're the girl?

[Weird how that makes him feel a million times better on its own.]

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

[SIGH]

Yeah, sure, whatever. You're the one who "asked" me, anyway, so I guess it does.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

Hehehehehehehehehehehehehe.

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

What're you laughin' about?

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

I dunno, it's just funny.