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Who: Toushirou and whoever runs into him
Where: A local park.
What: Yeah, the grumpy kid has had some of the giggle-water. So lo and behold, now he’s laughing! Someone get recorded evidence of this.
When: August 3rd, late morning, most of the afternoon.

He was fine. Really. Totally. No, he wasn’t bursting out in giggles at random moments. That would have been stupid. Nonsensical. Something he absolutely did not do.

Yeah, even he didn’t believe that one. He tried to hold it in, but that would only work for a minute and then it would just come pouring out even louder. Damn it, he needed to get this under control. And so there he was, sitting under a tree, trying to figure out how to make it all stop. It was weird and uncomfortable and people were starting to give him odd looks.

Usually, he could scowl at people and get them to stop looking at him, but scowling was pretty ineffective when you started giggling in the middle of it. Maybe if he weren’t so fixated on getting himself back under control, he’d have noticed that the white coat he’d gotten in the mines had suddenly reappeared on him.

And what was probably worse, his fingers twitched occasionally, itching to loose his power and freeze something.

Not now, not now, not now. What the hell is wrong with him? He was in public, damn it. He needed to get a lid on this somehow.

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There was a belief that everyone had a doppelganger out there, someone who looked exactly like them, but might be nothing at all the same.

....Bakura was pretty sure that Toushirou had one of those right about now. Seeing someone that he was pretty sure wast the little grumpybutt, giggling? The heck.

..unless..

"...The hell is wrong with you?"

Oh, great. He was never going to live this down, was he? Damn it.

He smothered a giggle. He could totally do this. Just watch. "I'm trying to get it to quit, okay? I wasn't like this when I left the house."

Which was absolutely an answer to the question. Really. And that laugh he'd held in to talk? That trickled out now. This was creepy as hell.

"Just ate before you left or something? And seriously, just relax and let it out, you look like a serial killer trying to hold it in," Bakura pointed out, flopping to sit next to him. "...Nice coat. Warm for that, innit?"

Did he really look that bad trying to keep it in? He was trying to not look weird. He was also trying to scowl, but as previously noted, the laughter just killed it.

Fine, fine. If it'd get rid of it. For nearly a solid minute, the giggles poured out before they finally decided to take a break on their own. He sighed in relief. Geez, laughing that much was exhausting. How do people even do that?

He glanced down at the coat. Blink. Wait, what?

"I didn't have this on when I left, either. I never take it out of my room."

Bakura swore softly under his breath, leaning back against the tree. "Something with those stupid goggles... you get recycled flashbacks when you're in them," he scowled. "Something's trying to fuck with us."

Clenching. Unclenching. That was what his hands were doing right now, the power thrumming just beneath the surface, almost pleading to be let out.

"Yeah." Clench. Unclench. "Do you have something small on you I can freeze? It wants to come out really bad, but something big flash-freezing in August would look pretty damn suspicious."

Just a little outlet. That was all he needed. Cops were on the lookout for anything odd, so if he just did something small, it would be okay. Right?

Bakura reached into his pockets, frowning. "...Hang on. There was a vending machine... Be right back."

Before Toushirou can respond, he's pushed himself up to his feet and is jogging over to the sidewalk. 2 minutes later he returns, tossing a snickers bar over. "Catch!"

He would have caught it had his body not gone into yet another giggling spell. As it was, he fumbled the candy bar. Another few seconds to get himself back under control, and he picked it up, finally releasing the power that was so desperate to get out.

The bar froze into a solid chunk, and the air, for a few feet in every direction, dropped a few degrees in temperature. It wasn't a perfectly controlled release, but nothing terrible.

He relaxed a bit. That felt so much better it wasn't even funny. "That's been trying bust out almost as long as the stupid giggling's been going on."

"There's something going on with that," Bakura frowned, sitting down with a very slight shiver. "Jeeze, you don't kid around with that cold!"

It felt good to huff in irritation rather than laugh like a crazy person.

"We need to do something about this. It'll give us away if stuff like this keeps happening in public. Especially the powers."

Cops were out looking for suspicious behaviour, and now something was basically forcing them to act suspicious. Nope, he didn't approve of this at all.

"Might be the point of it," Bakura scowled slightly. "Since it only appears to affect us."

Which of course meant that there was something different enough about them as a group that something could be made that would almost affect them. Which was kinda neat except that he was in a really grumpy mood because of repeated flashbacks and hearing that other people's families were being targeted.

When he got his hands on whatever it was causing this...

Danny needed to get out of the house for the day. His parents are dismantling their latest coaster to prepare for building the next one, which means that the house is an unnavigable mess right now.

This time, however, he's a bit warier. Last time he was in this park, he was attacked by an enormous purple scorpion. He doesn't know what to expect now, but he's prepared. Well, not for scorpions, but after he accidentally drank tap water last night he's carrying several bottles of water with him in his backpack, just in case.

When he hears some sporadic laughter, he follows it to a kid sitting under a tree looking...pretty silly, actually, with the grumpy look on his face between gigglefits. With last night's hysterical laughter still fresh in his mind, Danny suspects he's not just a snickering weirdo. He casually walks past and then turns around to tip-toe to the other side of the tree. From there, he whispers over in what he thinks is a discreet fashion:

"Hey! Pssst! Hey, did you...drink any of the tap water?"

A giant purple scorpion might have actually been a little bit welcome for Toushirou right about now. He wants so, so badly to freeze something right this second and that would have made a perfect target.

He's halfway to doing it to the whispering guy instead before he gets ahold of himself. Geez, he needs to calm down. Deep breath before talking. That should help keep the giggles down.

"Do you even realize what you look like right now?"

Seriously, could this guy be acting any shadier?

What?

"What?"

"The obvious sneaking around and the whi --" Excuse him, more giggles breaking out. There are no words for how much he hates everything right now. He probably looks like a loon.

"The whispering. It's like you're trying to look as suspicious as possible."

There were a few possibilities in Toushirou's mind, and none of them were exactly favourable. This guy could really be as shady as he was acting. Or he could be really stupid. Or he was really horrible at being discreet. Toushirou wasn't sure which one he hoped was true.

"What? I'm just trying not to cause anybody to panic!" He is still whispering. Danny Fenton: master of the art of stealthiness.

"...Did you drink the tap water, though?"

"Do you realize how much you suck at this?" Most delightful and tactful child, right here.

The next little laugh doesn't help, either. He'd really appreciate if this would stop any time now. "And what if I did?"

"I've got safe water--a lot of it. All bottled, guaranteed it doesn't have any of what's making you laugh in it. If you want it, I've got a whole bunch of bottles with me right here."

Danny makes a cautious scan of the park area around him to make sure no one's watching (even though it really doesn't matter, it's just bottled water, but once you start whispering, you gotta stay sneaky). Once he's sure they're in the clear, he inches closer around the tree to get nearer to the kid. Now that they're closer to each other, Danny just has to open the flap of his bag and he shows at least five water bottles within immediate view inside, all of them bottled and unopened.

"See?"

Yeah, he's going to have to go with this guy being an idiot. And he instinctively edges away; he has a thing about personal space.

"What I see is you being stupidly suspicious about offering water. If you keep acting like this, people are going to notice."

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...so that should have been GIGGLES up there, not Goggles (lol)

I was kinda wondering what that business with "goggles" was about. :D

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