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 Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 7:08 pm
"We should bring it back here," Toby said, his hand squeezing ever so slightly as the fingers laced. His face was quite red still, and he let out a little nervous laugh again. "Sounds like he's really into, uh, whatever it is he's working on. I think he's trying to break into YouTube or something." He shrugged, and went to the door. "Guess we'll find out."
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 7:14 pm
“Alright, whatever you wanna do, you’re the boss.” Yes, he must have been the affectionate type. He still held his hand after all. And Izzy simply let him, following that hand that led him out of the room. It reminded him of the way his other friends held his hand when he was going too fast, or doing something a little too stupid. “Your dad is really cool though if he’s trying to do that. I hope he does eat something though. Don’t wanna go to bed hangry and all.”
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 7:17 pm
"He'll eat some of the pizza," Toby said, walking down the stairs. The music stopped then. Seemed it was time for the pizzas to come out. They made their way into the kitchen, which was a pretty standard kitchen. A few dishes scattered around, enough space to cook easily, an oven, stove, microwave, fridge. Usual stuff. Mr. Yates looked over at them as he was pulling a pizza out. His eyebrows raised again. "You put him in a costume but didn't wear one yourself?" He shook his head. "Not very fair, now is it?" Toby's face, which was still pretty red, managed to get redder. With a chuckle, his dad said, "Anyway, here, have all the pizza you want. Just don't drop it on the carpet, alright?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 7:25 pm
Izzy’s eyes seemed to wander everywhere while they moved about the house. The pictures on the walls, the decor, everything seemed so homey, and he honestly liked it a lot. With all the crazy crap that Destiny City was known for, it was nice to see something normal. Mr. Yates was pretty normal too. And easy to amuse too! “Well of course he would, Mr. Yates. He has a kink you know. Seems to be dressing me up like a doll so far. I’ll let you know if I figure out anything else.” It was only when his dad offered the pizza that he let Toby’s hand go. After all, he was just warned not to drop it on the floor. “Toby, can you get some drinks and napkins? I’ll meet you back upstairs.”
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 7:36 pm
Mr. Yates laughs again, and shrugs. "Well, thanks for being his doll. It's been too long since he brought a friend over." He had his own allotment of pizza, and he took it back with him to his musical mess. Toby winced ever so slightly at his dad's response, feeling terribly embarrassed all over again. All the same, he nodded to Izzy. "Sure thing, I'll be up in a minute," he said, and walked over to the cabinets.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 7:41 pm
“Any time. My mom would say the same thing.” Yeah, Mr. Yates was cool. Cool dude. With Pizza in tow, Izzy headed back up stairs, getting comfy on the floor while waiting for Toby to come up. A little light bulb came up over his head and instead of settling down entirely, he began to take the hoodie off. No need to get that messy!
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 7:44 pm
Toby made his way up shortly after, with some paper plates, napkins, two cups, and a big jug of cran-mango juice. Drinks were important, after all! He walked in to the sight of Izzy pulling his hoodie off...which almost always meant that the shirt half came off as well. He smiled ever so slightly, and set the stuff down. "Alright, ready to eat and watch anime?" he asked cheerfully. "And thanks for keeping pizza away from my hoodie."
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 7:51 pm
“Yup, ready to go!” When his head finally popped out the hoodie, it was a fuzzied mess, and he gave it a little shake to settle it back down. Now that the proper utensils were ready, he realized just how hungry he was, and grabbed a slice. “You said One Punch Man, right? Put it on and then have a seat.” As a joke, he patted his own lap, suggesting for Toby to come sit on him. ... He’d rather he not, given it made eating pizza hard, but it was still fun to poke at him. “And then maybe more smash after that. We’ll see how it goes.”
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 7:53 pm
Toby blushed just a bit more again at the lap pat, but shook his head as he brought up the anime on his TV. "Naw, would be too hard eating pizza while sitting there," he said. Once the show was queued up, he grabbed his own slice, and went to town on that thing. ONE PUUUNCH!
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 8:01 pm
Pizza was consumed, Anime watched, A new One Punch Man fan was born. Izzy was having one hell of a time, excited and eager to keep watching. But after the third episode, he stood up, stretching. While he could just go and start poking his phone when his mind began to wander more and more, it just didn’t feel right to do so. Not when there was a perfectly good Toby nearby to poke and prod. And that’s just what he did. “Soooo, Toby, what’s next?” He asked threading his fingers through Toby’s hair while the other still sat on the ground.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 8:07 pm
Toby had seen the anime before, of course, but he was always quite happy to watch it again. And, of course, he was the sort of weeb who knew enough to pick the dub to show someone who didn't frequently watch this stuff, so hopefully that helped. After three episodes, even if it was great, he didn't blame Izzy for wanting to stop. He had stopped blushing entirely, but it came back when fingers ended up in his hair. "Uhm...good question," he hedged briefly, not actually making any move to get away. At this time of day, normally, he'd go out the window. But not tonight. Nope. "I can play for you now, if you'd like," he suggested. "I did say I would."
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 8:18 pm
“Ooh, yes, do that! Time for you to serenade me!” He was honestly excited by the prospects of having Toby play for him, and since they were all settled on the floor, pizza gone and cups emptied, it was time to get comfy on the bed. And by comfy, he jumped on it, and landed on his stomach, propping his head up by his hands. “Go on, Maestro, serenade me!”
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 8:43 pm
“Alright, here goes then,” Toby said, picking up his violin out of its case. He took a moment to tighten his bow, and then made a quick pull across his strings to make sure the tuning was fine. It was close enough. He held his bow still a moment, eyes closed. Then he started playing slowly. It was, perhaps, a bit hard to identify at first, but it soon became apparent that he was playing a solo arrangement of “All of Me,” which he happened to learn not too long ago. It was, maybe, a bit forward, but it definitely fit with the teasing theme that had been going on all afternoon. So, whatever! He was going, and mostly playing correctly. Certainly good enough for something that wasn’t being recorded.
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2019 12:01 pm
The moment Izzy recognized the song, he grinned wide. It was cheesy and super lovey-dovey, but that didn't make it anything less! While he couldn't tell whether or not a note was missed, he could tell where each line started. And with that, he rose to his feet and began to sing in that overly dramatic, super excited way he did all things. With each word he spun and danced around the room like an idiot, grinning the whole time, and occasionally drawing in close to near whisper the lyrics into his friend's ear. What came across his mind now and then was singing for his siblings, his parents, having fun and dancing in the living room during old parties where lights were strung up half-haphazardly and the smell of sweets and delicious snacks filled the air. And what he imagined even more now was how Toby would be like surrounded by those sorts of people. He found himself wanting to dance with him more, and laugh and goof around and it was an amazing feeling to have with someone, to the point where when the song was over, he found his arms holding Toby from behind and resting his head on the shoulder opposite from where he held the violin. "I'd say that's some mighty fine playing there, Mr. Yates. Color me impressed!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2019 12:31 pm
That Toby was able to play through the whole piece, with Izzy pirouetting around like that and singing along, was a minor miracle. Little more than minor, really. But he managed it, with only a few missed notes here and there. By the end of it, though, he was thoroughly flustered, and was quite certain the beating in his chest was very evident. Not to mention the heat of his cheek, so close to Izzy's. "Thanks," he managed to say with a smile, lowering the violin. "Seems you can sing and dance too," he added. To distract from his own feelings, he suggested playfully, "Maybe you should perform for the cafe after all!"
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