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 Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 7:39 am
"No, pretty sure it'd have to be awesome for me to be allergic to that." she stuck her tongue out at the boy before pushing herself up off the bed and brushing herself down for non-existent dust (perhaps she was simply dewrinkling her pants, you could never be sure).
"Sure having your license is normal. For normal people. I didn't know you were just some normal guy though." she teased, the look on her face betraying how much amusement she took in that fact. "Public transportation is great. Good for the environment... and you get to meet people." she jabbed his shoulder with her finger as she insisted.
"BUT, before you start prattling and whining about how you'll be the most awesome and splendiferous driver EVAR, you're probably not completely wrong (but don't let it go to your head). I won't be the one teaching you though so you better sign up for an actual class." Heather made her way back over towards her sculpting clay.
"Which you can pay for on your own. With your most AWESOME job." was that sarcasm? Maybe.
"They probably hired you so quickly expecting you to spend your entire paycheque in there." her laugh was real this time, "Just pay me with quarters guys!"
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 8:31 pm
"But Heather! Someone has to ride with me when I practice...you'll ride with me, right? I promise I'll be careful! But I don't want to ride with strangers and practice driving...I'd feel better if you were there with me! Please Heather? Pleaseeeeee?"
Yes, he was pulling his best puppy dog log and -literally- begging on his hands and knees. This whole car thing seemed pretty important to him.
"And they use tokens at my arcade! Being paid in them would be -awesome-...but then I wouldn't have money to spend on things."
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 12:56 pm
"Whatever you still have to buy the tokens with money you doof. And no! I will not be driving with you during practice time! That's what the lessons are for. They take you out like, twice or more a week. Don't you have any friends that will go with you? Ugh." she groaned as Demy fell to his knees and threw up the puppy dog eyes.
"No!"
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 1:16 pm
"I have friends...but I need LOTS of practice Heather! Can't you go with me a bit? Pleaseeeeee? PLEASEEEEEE?"
He continued on with the puppy eyes, making this as absolutely dramatic as possible. Also knowing Demy...this could go on for a while.
"PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE?"
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 3:52 pm
Unfortunately for Demy (and perhaps a little on the unfortunate side for herself), Heather had become terribly accustomed to the begging and pleading that the blonde boy often threw her way. She simply shook her head and started walking towards the master-bath, turning on the sink (trying to drown him out a bit perhaps) and rinsing off the now dried, and flaking, clay.
"Demy, I don't have the time, nor the patience to take you out driving. It wouldn't be good. I'd get angry everytime you screwed up and more than most likely just take over. You'd get upset, I'd be mad, and it wouldn't end very well for anyone." she shrugged.
"I'm just saving us both the headache by nipping it in the bud now."
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 4:11 pm
"But...but Heather!"
The boy crawled along on his knees, stopping at the door to the master bath and keeping up the puppy dog stare in her general direction.
"You don't have to go with me ALL the time...just every once in a while? Pleaseeeee? Encouragement! I need that! You're my family, ya know? It'd really help and I'm trying my best to show I can do this!"
Here the begging turned into a goofy grin which killed the last remaining 'grown up' looks he had going for him at first. ...Oh well.
"Cmooooon!"
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 4:20 pm
"Seriously Dem, which part of this are you having trouble with? The N or the O? No matter how you sum it up, it's still no. You can beg, cry, whine, scream, or any combination thereof. It's not going to work. I didn't have anyone encourage me to drive. And to be blunt, you should take the fact that I'm saying 'hey go out and get driver's ed!' =as= encouragement." she turned off the faucets and flicked remaining water droplets off her arms into the sink. Grabbing a towel she dried them off and looked over, her face serious.
"I really, honestly, am not a good person to go driving with. I'm doing you a favour. Trust me. But look, if you want, we can look at cars sometime, and you can pick one out. If you are able to save up half of the cost on your own, without blowing it on glowsticks, candy and arcade tokens, then I'll cover the other half..." she tossed the towel back over the rack she'd pulled it from and moved to leave the bathroom.
"I suppose I could pay for your insurance as well. And the driver's ed. If you'll leave me alone about it. If not, you're on your own. Consider this your motivation to do it well."
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 4:30 pm
"But HEATHEEEEER!"
His next move was to flop on the floor across the doorway, preventing immediate departure from the bathroom. Man, his begging must be busted...but he'd totally win this argument eventually! He would!
Just as he was about to launch into his next wave of begging, Heather's offer hit his ears. Wait...she'd pay for half of a car? And he could pick it out? That was a WAY better deal than her going driving with him! At this the boy leaped to his feet and moved so Heather could at least exit the bathroom.
"REALLY? I can pick a car? ...Any car?"
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 4:39 pm
Why did she feel like she'd immediately regret the following words that came from her mouth?
"Sure, yeah, any car." there was an odd shiver that ran up her spine as she passed back through into her bedroom, her eyes shooting a glance to the 'eeeeeee' face that was showing brilliantly on the younger boy's features.
"Just. Try to keep it reasonable?"
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 4:43 pm
Oh...there was no chance in that.
"It's going to be AWESOME! I'll pick a super cool car Heather, and I can totally save money for half of it ANNND extra to do stuff! Like it'll need an awesome radio and stuff, but I'll pay for all of that don't worry! This is going to be so great!"
He danced in a little circle, that EEEEE face only growing as his happy dance continued. Maybe...maybe she'd at least have a while until he saved the money, since arcade work wasn't exactly the most profitable job around.
Then again Demy did tend to liberate money from his energy drain victims...
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 5:09 pm
Awesome wasn't the wod of choice that Heather would have used. No. There was a large quantity of alternatives that she could have verbalized in his direction, but she bit back on that idea. The only thing she could really focus on at this point was...
What exactly had she just unleashed on the world? Clearly it was time to start staying in when he was out.
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