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savetheearth2014-02-15 07:59 pm
waltharius) wrote in savetheearth2014-02-15 07:59 pm
[closed] when the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie
Who: Walter, Danny, and Octavia creeping in the bushes
[ When Tavia first texted him, he wasn't especially suspicious. What was there to be suspicious of? She just wanted to meet up and get the earplugs he failed to deliver the day before. The whole 'and I have a surprise' thing was a little strange, though.
As Walter sits in the cafe, waiting and alone with his thoughts, things start seeming even stranger. Wasn't the whole point of the supply run to keep her out of public? This place is packed with couples and not conspicuous at all. The sleep deprivation must be impairing her judgement even more than usual.
He scans the crowd again, thinking he may have missed her, but he's definitely the only single person in the place. Boy, that's pretty awkward. Walter busies himself with the Valentine's themed menu, half-considering texting her and calling this whole thing off. ]
When: 2/14, evening
Where: Some swish lil cafe
What: SMOKING HOT DATE that neither of them technically agreed to
[ When Tavia first texted him, he wasn't especially suspicious. What was there to be suspicious of? She just wanted to meet up and get the earplugs he failed to deliver the day before. The whole 'and I have a surprise' thing was a little strange, though.
As Walter sits in the cafe, waiting and alone with his thoughts, things start seeming even stranger. Wasn't the whole point of the supply run to keep her out of public? This place is packed with couples and not conspicuous at all. The sleep deprivation must be impairing her judgement even more than usual.
He scans the crowd again, thinking he may have missed her, but he's definitely the only single person in the place. Boy, that's pretty awkward. Walter busies himself with the Valentine's themed menu, half-considering texting her and calling this whole thing off. ]
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But Walter...we're already here, and...
[Danny lifts his free hand and softly strokes Walter's silken, flowing tresses of hair just like in all the movies. He's a little too close for comfort. Walter could smell his cologne at this distance.]
...your hair is really, really nice tonight.
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[ Wow, they've taken a rather steep dive down this roller coaster of insanity. Walter's grasp on the English language completely fails for a few long seconds and his face is burning as red as his (apparently especially nice) hair.
Is this real life??
He tries to step back a bit and do what he usually does in an intensely awkward situation -- laugh it off -- but it sounds pretty strangled. ]
This is a joke, right? Did someone put you up to this?
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Look at Wally! He's all blushy and coy. Adorable. Maybe just one more little nudge in the right direction wouldn't hurt. ]
[ KYAA~ ]
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The hand that was stroking Walter's hair is now applying pressure, bringing Walter nearer as Danny closes in for the kiss. Danny presses his lips up against Walter's in the most cinematic Disney kiss ever seen on this side of real life. And he stays there. Turns out, not having to breathe makes it really easy to prolong a kiss for maximum romance (although Walter and his lungs may have some trouble with that).
In the cafe, people begin to look over and start sighing and swooning at this passionate display of young love. Somewhere else in Locke City, Cascada's 'Every Time We Touch' begins playing.]
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Which is pretty dang hard when you've been infused with demonic strength! That's going to seriously hurt.
He pushes Danny away and stumbles back, careening into another table in the process. Walter tries to save himself, but the only thing he manages to grab is the tablecloth. Down comes the entire contents of the table, including a mostly-finished bowl of soup, which. Ends up on his head.
If the floor opened up and swallowed him, he would not complain. ]
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She's so distressed (and yaoi-blocked) that she lets her grip on Danny's mind go without thinking about it. Enjoy the sweet freedom of bodily autonomy, dude. ]
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Oh my god, Walter! Are you okay?
[He steps over and kneels down to offer a hand to help him up.]
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[ He has the audacity to ask after that?? Normally, logic would prevail here and let Walter know that Danny wasn't responsible for this, but he has clam chowder in his hair and he has never felt more humiliated in his life. Logic is taking a backseat.
He ignores the hand and gets up on his own, wobbling at bit and wiping at his eyes. He doesn't want to cry, but the embarrassment is a bit too much to handle. ]
There's something very, very wrong with you.
[ Another quick eye rub as he goes back to his table, snags his care package for Octavia, and runs for the exit. He needs to be away from everyone in this cafe right now. ]
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ABANDON YAOIS
Octavia leaps out of the bushes - bringing a few twigs along with her that got stuck in her hair, naturally - and manages to catch him at the exit. She looks utterly horrified. ]
Wally! What's wrong? He didn't grope you, did he? Because eff why eye at no point did I push for groping.
[ That would have come later. Duh. ]
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[Danny has no idea what just happened, but he has a sick, churning feeling in his stomach that he's the cause of it. And as he watches Walter get up and run out, he feels absolutely terrible.
It's only after he's left alone standing in the cafe that he realizes everyone is staring at him, which prompts him to pull his hat down over his hair further and then leave the cafe himself.
Which is when he not only spots Walter, who he thought had already booked it away from here, but also Octavia, of all people. He isn't quite sure what to do except stand there and stare silently.]
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And another realization follows immediately afterwards. Another terrible, awful realization. She's getting the shoulder-crushing grip of doom this time. ]
You. You didn't.
[ But she basically admitted it. He looks back at Danny, expression guilt-ridden, and sees the rubberneckers lined up at the window, trying to watch the conclusion to this weird teen drama. Walter starts pushing Octavia back, shielding the fugitive from view and gesturing at Danny to follow as well. ]
My car. Now.
[ And they're all going to said car, even if he has to drag a certain guilty party and shove her into the backseat. He gets into the driver's seat himself. ]
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I didn't what? Finish your sentences, Wally. God.
[ And she peers out of the window. ]
Hi, Danny!
[ HAVE A SMILE AND A WAVE. They're all friends here, after all. ]
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With Octavia in the backseat, Danny takes the passenger seat. He glances between them both.]
Uhhh. What's going on?
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We're not playing that game tonight, Octavia.
[ And because he doesn't want to dance around the massive elephant in the station wagon anymore, he looks at Danny and -- ]
You were... mind controlled.
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[ She's just clarifying, Danny. In case there are any other mind controlling douchebags around here. ]
You are both welcome. Or you would be if one of you didn't mess it up, I guess? Still ain't entirely sure what happened there.
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[He falls silent for a few seconds while his brain catches up after that automatic reaction.]
Is that why I can barely remember anything from the past half hour? Oh my god, I can't--what did I do?!
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[ It's partially a punishment for her wrongdoing, but mostly because he doesn't want to revisit it again himself. His face would completely explode.
Walter crosses his arms and looks at her expectantly. ]
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[ Punishment? What punishment? Octavia is only too proud to divulge the deets. WHY WOULDN'T SHE BE. ]
It was super cutie and romantic and also there was smooching. Briefly! You guys look adorable together, just eff why eye.
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[Danny hides his face in his hand. It's then that an echo hits him, and suddenly he remembers something very similar happening to him before--a ghost with a hypnotizing love spell, spending a whole day as a lovesick puppy...
If that's what he was like while Octavia was controlling him, he's glad he doesn't remember THAT time, at least.]
I--Octavia, just--why.
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[ UUUGH sinking down in his seat and rubbing at his eyes again, though this time it's more of an effort to banish the stress/soup bowl-induced headache. ]
Your friends aren't your own personal puppets. I wish you'd understand that.
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[ So indignant. Anyone would think she'd done something wrong when she was only doing her good buddies a favour! Gosh. ]
Nobody wants to be alone on Valentine's Day, right? And you two have been super digging on each other since forever. It's so obvious! And so cute. I was just helping!
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I--you--if we [he points a finger back and forth between himself and Walter] wanted to go on a date, we would've! I can't believe... Nobody wants to--Octavia, I already had a date I was supposed to go to tonight anyway!
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[ HALTING RIGHT THEN AND THERE. The Halloween Incident doesn't need to be dicussed with Octavia around, since there's no possible way she could know.
Focusing on Danny instead, especially after what he says sinks in. Oh no. Oh no. Guilt levels increasing exponentially. ]
...I'm so, so sorry, Danny...
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Then closes it.
Then looks at Walter and opens her mouth again.
Then closes it.
After a few more rounds of glancing between them, she finally manages to say something. ]
I wasn't there when what?
[ WAIT NO THAT WASN'T WHAT SHE MEANT TO SAY CURSE HER NEED FOR GOSSIP ]
I mean, uh. I didn't. Know you had a date, Danny. Uh. I guess I hecked up?
Unless you have been inspired to dump your old date for Wally because you are totally bonering at each other.
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[He sighs and pulls out his phone as it starts vibrating with a text notification. The cafe cancelled their reservation because he was being considered a no-show. Great.]
Well...I would've told you, but I didn't think you were going to mind control me into going on a date with Walter instead!
And no, I am not going to go on a date with him, and I am not bonering at him.
...no offense, Walter.
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If they bonk her in the head, he won't be too bothered. ]
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I'm sorry, okay! Man. I was trying to do something nice! For friends! On Valentine's Day! Because love and smooches and stuff are awesome. God.
[ ... ]
And Danny, if it helps? I am pretty sure that standing up your kismesis is like. Classic hate-date material. He'll love it. You're welcome.
[ Because OBVIOUSLY Danny's date was with Skyler. OBVIOUSLY. ]
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It wasn't with Skyler, it was with my girlfriend! Oh my god, Octavia!
[He slides down in the passenger seat, his groaning muffled by his hands covering his face.]
Love and smooches and stuff are only awesome if I know they're happening and if I agreed to them!
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Skyler...? The guy who drew --
[ Walter gives them both a weird look before quickly shaking his head, because it's clearly none of his business, and he's not sure he can handle another plot twist this evening. ]
I don't think we're going to get anywhere with her. Let's just... ...the offer for that ride still stands.
[ Though if Danny wants out of the Awkwardmobile, he can't blame him. It's also starting to smell like soup. ]
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[ She scootches forward to poke her head into the front of the car. YO, GUYS. YOOOOOOOO. ]
You can't still be mad when I said sorry! What else do you want from me?
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I want for this to have not happened at all.
[But he knows that's not possible, unless one of them can suddenly time travel now, which he's pretty sure none of them can.]
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[ His voice has never been that low before. It's probably hard to believe he's capable of such a tone, but there it is.
He jerks back up and buckles himself in before turning the ignition. ]
And seat belt, please.
[ No matter how upset he is, ~safety first~ ]
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Then lowers it. Because you don't make puppets out of your friends even if they're dumb ungrateful assholes who are mad with you even after you said sorry. GOD. ]
I don't need a seatbelt. I'm immortal.
[ But she sits back. And shuts up. ]
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Instead, he just buckles his seatbelt as instructed.]