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 Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 9:39 pm
Mikhail grinned " Have to start training the raid team young. " he commented as he climbed the stairs. Mikhail blinked as he was assaulted by visuals of a tiny curly haired lich king. He chucked " I would have paid good money to have seen you all dressed as Warcraft characters. Last time I dressed up for Halloween I was dressed up as an M&M "
Mikhail was still grinning until he realized what a ridiculous costume that sounded like, and he rushed to explain, his face suddenly scarlet up to the roots of his hair ' I sh-should mention I was two years old... This wasn't recent or anything. " he sighed, visibly slumping his shoulders and shaking his head. Really what kind of silly person dressed as an M&M as an adult? He hadn't been out for a Halloween outing as a child, his parents didn't have any friends with children his own age, and the few friends he had were just as she as he growing up, so none of them would have suggested dressing up and parading around TRYING to make themselves the center of attention.
The only pictures he had of himself in costumes were from his first three years of life, when he was still small and cute enough for it to be a novelty for his mother to dress him up and bring him into his fathers office to show off the brand new baby. At over 6 feet tall and 17 years old, the novelty had long sense worn off.
" Sure! I'm sure we should probably eat at least something aside from sugar and salt tonight. " He smiled, eyes curiously looking around Rene's room, taking in the futon bunk bed and various teenage paraphernalia. He smiled and set his bad in a corner, then paused " Are.. are your parents expecting us to join them for dinner? " wondering if that was rene's subtle way of telling him to prepare. It wasn't super late, but at the same time it wasn't horribly early. He wasn't really sure what normal dinner protocol procedure was at the Rivers house. At his house dinner was a traditional affair, while not formal, if his parents were both home it took place in the big dining room at the long table. Would it be the same here? He was suddenly nervous at the idea of being under their scrutiny.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 9:52 pm
"Heck yeah. Franky keeps saying she wants to be a druid. Something about luring them in with cute cat forms then instant kills..." Rene blinked curiously over his shoulder at Mikhail. "...We've got pictures somewhere, if you're seriously curious." Rene chuckled quietly as he watched his friend freak out and try to explain. "Relax, I was an M&M too when I was little. You can come with us this year if you want." The dark haired boy smiled as he watched Mikhail look about the room. "You can either crash on the bottom bunk, of if you seriously wanna nerd out, we can totally turn it into a fort." He chuckled before shaking his head. "Nah. It's kinda a fend for yourself night so everyone's gonna be doing their own thing. Mom's got a spread of stuff out on the counters downstairs that everyone's picking from and doing their own thing with. Are you seriously that bugged over my parents? They'll love you."
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2014 11:29 pm
Mikhail smiled a little " I would like that! I haven't been trick or treating in a long time. " he briefly wondered what the acceptable cut off age was for trick-or-treating before people started giving you funny looks. But wasn't the whole point of Halloween to get funny looks from people anyway? Mikhail let his mind wonder and eye looked at the rather impressive rack of console games to one side of Rene's room. " Hey, never under-estimate the power of a good nerd fort. " He said, nodding solemnly, before cracking into a grin.
Mikhail shifted a little uncomfortable, his grin gone, as if he had been caught misbehaving. " Its not that I'm bugging or anything, its just meeting adults ' he raised his hands and made quotation marks around his face when he said adults " has never been a really good experience for me. Most of the time they are my dads friends, ya know? Not exactly the most comfortable group? " Because what teenager didn't want to hang out with a bunch of ancient stuffy lawyers?
So, really, in his mind there were only two types of people not his age. Teachers, and the afore-mentioned stuffy ancient layers? There were of course a few exceptions. But still, meeting people who were parent age tended to just make him a bit nervous. " Plus I didn't know what dinner was like over here. Like, at my house, its kind of a button-up shirt and tie... " His eyes flicked down to his neon colored bowtie ' I mean like black tie " his lips twitched into a grin " Type of deal. It just sort of occurred to me I just brought the standard weekend and movie marathon cloths, and I kind of want them to like me. So coming dressed like a crayola to something more formal might not have been a great first meeting? " He sort of shrugged, wondering if he was making any sense or if he had just devolved into nonsensical rambling.
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2014 9:48 pm
"Everyone goes cause of Frankie. Or atleast, that's what we all say. But I think we all go just because we like it." Then Rene grinned, matching his friends. "Nerd fort it is then!!"
"Hey," He said softly. "Believe me, I get it." It was outside of Mikhail's comfort zone. And that was okay. "Trust me. Meeting my parents? Easiest thing you will ever do in your life. I'm not kidding when I say my mom practically adopts everyone... You will be fine. I promise. You know I wouldn't put you in a situation if I didn't think you could handle it."
"Dinner is the single most casual thing here. Hell, you could go down in your pajamas for all we care. You wanna dress up, then dress up. More of a tee shirt and pants person? Fine. Whatever you're comfortable wearing. "...And for the record...looking like a crayola is totally an acceptable look her."
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2014 9:00 pm
Mikhail just sort of gave Rene a slow blink, trying to imagine that sort of mindset around a dinner table. It was a completely alien to him. But it also sounded so warm and comfortable he gave his friend a shy but totally game grin.
" Well, if you say so, Ill believe you. But if your sisters are any indication I feel like I should dress to blend into the wall, not vibrant neons. " His grin grew a little bit ' Neon's make you a target " he said with a small chuckle. He certainly did not want to test if Franky's tackle gene came from there mother. Or heaven forbid their father.
Yeah, best not to test that can of worms.
" The question is. Dinner now. " He carefully picked up his bad that he had sort of just put on the side, walked over to the futon, unzipped it, and upended the bad, spilling a wealth of overseas and foreign junkfood onto the futon. " Or after. " He grinned, like he was pleased with this particular haul.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 9:56 pm
Rene just laughed as he watched his friends try and piece it together. It was interesting to note though, that while they had so many similarities between them, there where also a vast number of differences in their lives. "You'll hafta come over sometimes for dinner... and I mean an actual dinner.." Not cover your asses yourself, dad's not cooking dinner. "But seriously, don't worry about it. If you're not feeling up to venturing down there, I can easily go bring some of it up here." He snorted playfully. "Thea and Frankie are their own things.. We have learned not to question Frankie on her clothing choices." It usually ends in chaos if it gets to that point. "Mmmm... You'd think that wouldn't you?" Giving Mikhail a playful grin. "Mom would say you'd need a bit of color in your life at that point. She's uhm... free spirited, big into color ya know?" Like he had said earlier, Mikhail's colorful wardrobe would fit right in here. Rene then blinked curiously, edging his way to the bed where the foreign candies no invaded the sheets. "...What in the world?" He picked one of the packages up, turning it over and looking at the brightly colored bag and words he could not even begin to comprehend... "Where did you get this stuff?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2014 12:05 am
Mikhail gave a half grin " Ahh, I wont abandon you like that, to go get food for us by yourself. What if franky drags you into Makeovers? I don't know if a one man rescue team would be enough to get you out. " Mikhail listened, nodding when appropriate, but attentive. " You know, with all the p;ants I kind of believe it. " He suddenly had this picture of Rene's mother, maybe looking like an older version of Thea, which once again was a little disconcerting considering the siblings visible similarities to her older brother, all dressed up like a housewife from the 50's, maybe tending a little herb garden or baking in the kitchen with a apron on.
Little did he know how wrong that mental picture was.
" Well, it started Sophia going on a trip with her son, and she brought he back some candy and snack-cakes from her trip when I was a kid. Then it just kind of snowballed, anytime someone I know goes on a trip, or one of my dads business associates goes overseas, they always try to bring me back something, though honestly a lot of this stuff can be found in the ethnic stores. " He grinned a little sheepishly. " And online. Its good though," He set the backpack down, the second compartment of it clanking with the sound of glass bottles on metal, filled with an assortment of foreign beverages as well, that he had brought in sets of two.
He picked up a bag that looked like a bad of potato chips, but was decorated with cartoon pictures of shrimps and vegetables frolicking through a rainbow. Another he pick up and held by his smiling face, wiggling the back back and forth. The bag was clearly a cheetos bag, but 90% of the bad was covered in some flavor of Asian writing, along with pictures of strawberries " I promise! ".
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2014 11:17 pm
"Pft. I'd be back before you know it. Besides, whle Im gone, you could always start on the fort?" Rene grinned slightly. "She tried once, and got quickly irritated with me cause I kept turning out too girly." "Huh... That's actually really cool.. It's almost like something you can collect.. Do you keep the wrappers and things of the ones you like so people know to grab them?" Rene eyed the various bags again. "... You're gonna make me try a number of these aren't you?" He glanced from the bag to Mikhail and back a few times. "....Alright, I believe you."
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 11:00 pm
Mikhail tried to suppress a little snort of laughter, and was mostly successful. " Well, if you think you'd be safe, then I'm all for it. I am an excellent fort builder. " He said with a grin, enjoying the unabashed nerdness that they were currently indulging in.
" Oh, some of them, if they are like, " I need more right now" good. But honestly anything anyone brings back for me makes me happy " He said, a silly little grin on his face. " Oh I intend to make you try all of them. " If didn't look like such a happy puppy over the fact that Rene hadn't gone screaming from the room, that might have sounded ominous.
" Ok... You go grab us s-some dinner, and I will start on the fort! " As if to punctuate their course of action he plucked a sheet that was crumpled at the foot of the bed, mostly free of junk food that he had just dumped out his backpack, and snapped it in the air, the material billowing out as the snap rolled all the way to the corners.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 11:58 pm
"Anything special you ant or should I just surprise you?" Rene grinned, lacing his hands behind his back. "Don't be afraid to make use of the top of the bed too. You're nice and tall so I'm sure you could make something fantastic." ".... Which ones are your favorites?" He asked, glancing from the packages to Mikhail again. "Or.. at the very least, what do you mean for people to start with?" Then Rene shook his head. "Ya know what? Just surprise me, don't even tell me what flavor it is." That way he wouldn't mentally psych himself out. "I'll be right back okay?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2014 12:13 am
" S-surprise me " he said with a grin. There were very few things he truly disliked for food, so he doubted there was going to be anything that was truly disgusting to him. Besides, its not like he knew exactly what was available down in the kitchen anyway. "
Mikhail grinned as he watched Rene eyeball the candy like it might bite him as he started tucking one of the sheets up around like a fabric curtain. " Don't worry, I'm not going to give you candied scorpions or anything. " he said, chuckeling, as he finished tucking the sheet up and then leaned over the bed, resting his hand on the matress as he stretched his arm out and plucking up a tiny little pink box from the bed. " Yet " he said under his breath.
He stood up, careful not to whack his head on the top bunk, and slid the box open like one would like a box of matches, taking a tiny metallic paper wrapped cube out and tossing it over to Rene, still grinning.
He didn't say a word, simply took another cube out, unwrapped it showing a orangey-yellow shiney cube before he popped it into his mouth, eyes intent on his gray eyed friend.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2014 12:34 am
Rene stared at him wide eyed for a moment. Candied Scorpions.... seriously? Oh god. He was definitely not ready for something like that. Fumbling, Rene caught the tiny cube before staring at it awkwardly for a moment before just sucking it up and unwrapping it. He hesitated for just a moment before popping it in his mouth. The shorter teen just sort of blinked in surprise before looking up at Mikhail. "...What flavor was that?" "Ah well.. I'll be right back! With more food." Rene laughed.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 8:50 pm
" Sweet potato caramel! ' Mikhail said happily, chewing on his own candy. He practically lived on these things, and there was almost always a box of them in his backpack, or in his pocket, or on his nightstand, or... well... yeah you get the picture. The tall boy seemed immensely pleased that his friend was pleasantly surprised by the candy. ' Okay, Ill get to work here!. " He chimed as Rene left to forage for them.
Mikhail went about deconstructing the lower bunk, re arranging pillows and blankets, tucking and tieing and stacking, until there was a fort, complete with a TV viewing flap and a door constructed with a thick fluffy ( though from one cursory sniff, clean ) towel he had found draped over the back of the computer chair, artfully tucked and secured and hanging over an open "panel" on the side of bunk, beside the ladder. Mikhail took out a few beverages, mostly, the ones in glass bottles becoming securely hooked to the inside of the ladder inside the fort, hanging from hiking clips that were from Mikhails backpack.
He took out two blue glowsticks, attaching the little hooks at the end to the metal bars above his head, cracking them so the inside of the fabric cave was alight with a pale light. Mikhail pinned back the drape of a blanket across the front, opening the "tv viewing flap" and attached it to an upper metal bar at the top bunk, securing it with a rubber band.
" Oh good god your nerds made a den. " He heart an almost familiar voice, and turned to see a female doppelganger of his bestfriend leaning her shoulder against the door way, arms and shoulders crossed, a curious look on her face as if she were watching some bizarre science experiment.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 10:56 pm
Rene somehow managed to drag what amounted to a feast of various things upstairs. There was pizza, chicken wings, and various other foods one might expect for a sleep over/fend for yourself kind of night. He mumbled at Thea to go away as he tried to maneuver around her. Though, Rene nearly dropped it in awe when he got back into his room, which earned a snicker from Thea as she took some of the food from his arms before it did end up on the floor. "Duuuude... This puts all my forts to shame." He blinked at the so called den. " Are those glow sticks?" Rene snorted, his thoughts drifting to Babylon for a moment. Oh god, he'd never look at these things the same way again. Especially the blue ones. "Good job man."
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2014 10:18 pm
Mikhail beamed a triumphant smile at his teeny tiny best friend his lookalike sibling from the pulled back flap of the proclaimed nerd-den " The bunk bed thing makes it a lot easier. " He said nodding enthusiastically enough to make his dreadlocks bounce. He turned to look at the glowsticks " I usually have a couple stuck in my backpack, I thought it would be neat. " They were supposed to be for emergencies and stuff, like how he usually had a water bottle in his backpack. He would just be sure to replace them later.
He probably wasn't aware, but he was grinning like a ginormous dorky moron. he didn't really get to act like his true derp self very much at home. His folks here a serious couple, not unloving, but the expected him to act like the adult the viewed him. Sometimes they forgot a teenage boy was exactly what the name advertised. A dorky nerdy fort building teenage boy.
Mikhail was watching Renes face as he he surveyed his handy-work, then to Thea as she deposited their dragons hoard of food onto Rene's desk, poaching a pizza bite from the plate and popping it into her mouth. " Thank you for the help thea. "
Thea furrowed her brows at the boy, wondering for a moment if he was being sarcastic. Oh good god he actually ment it. He was one of those boys. He probably helped old ladies across the street as a hobby or something. Yeesh. " No problem boyscout. " She gave a mock salute. " I'm out of here before your nerdness infects me . " She plucked up another of the pizza bites and strolled out.
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