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 Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 9:38 pm
 He had screwed up.
....Not just screwed up, but -epic failed-, on the one night perfection was ESSENTIAL.
The night before, Demy had made his big debut at the bar. The kid had put a -lot- of planning into it, and was excited to finally have a chance to show off and prove his worth to the bartender. While the night had started off great, with the little rocker showing off and drawing a crowd, he had rather unexpectedly choked halfway through. The pressure, it seemed, was just far too much for him to deal with, and without his bandmates to fall back on the boy was forced to suffer alone. He had made the effort to finish off his show, but eventually he fled the situation and had been hiding out in the building the rest of the night. The fear of the audience had driven him into hiding, and the fear of Lou's wrath kept him there even long after the bar was closed for the night.
Early the next morning, before the bartender would be awake and ready to punish him, Demy had crawled out of whatever hole he spent the night in and started to poke around the bar. Maybe....maybe if he cleaned up a little, making things extra shiny in the process, Lou wouldn't kill him....too much. Ears flat, the scared and sleepy little blonde moved around to work.
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 8:50 pm
The night before had been worse than he had expected but not so much worse. He had hoped that Demy would be able to live up to his supossed name but his choking on stage hadn't been that big of a surprise. After all the little 'rocker' was out of practice.
He'd cleaned up most of the mess and delt with the customers and had gone to bed knowing Demy was around somewhere hiding from him. that was good enough as he most likely would have reamed the poor boy. After his little escapade with 'partying' and this little stunt he was not likely to forgive his little boy soon.
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 9:05 pm
...Crud. Most of the bar rather clean. So much for sucking up. He should have guessed that would happen though, Lou was usually pretty good about cleaning up. Heaving a sigh, Demy did what little he could to further clean the place.
It didn't take long, and once it was finished the little star moved slowly over to the elevator. Maybe....maybe he should go back upstairs and do any further sucking up to Lou himself. He figured it was going to take a -lot- to get Lou to forgive him for this one...but his charm would eventually win out!
...Right?
Shaking his head to clear some of the thoughts, Demy reached out to push the button and call the elevator to his floor.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 12:54 pm
He sat up in bed and stretched slightly as he woke up. The house was still quiet, or at least ti was until he heard the elevator chime meaning Demy was either going downstairs or was coming up.
He smirked as he swung his legs off the bed and sat there to wait and see which it was.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 1:12 pm
The elevator ride had been rather quiet, and left Demy even more time to think. He had fidgeted the whole way up, and when the doors opened he sighed with relief and stepped out into Lou's suite.
He kept his gaze averted from the bedroom, and instead slunk off towards the fridge to get himself a drink. Poor kid hadn't had much to drink the day before since he was in hiding, and working to clean on top of that only made him thirstier.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 1:18 pm
He'd watched Demy walk past his room and smirked as he got up. He made his way quietly toward the kitchen and leaned on the counter beside the entrance. Demy was lost to his own little thoughts probably wondering what sort of hell was waiting for him.
The poor kid would get a surprise when he turned around.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 1:31 pm
Demy got himself a glass of orange juice and sipped at it. It was only then that he turned around and realized just who was waiting for him. With a startled yipe, the boy dropped his glass and moved to get as far away from Lou as possible. Now, of course, there was a shattered glass and orange juice all over the floor, but that wasn't much of a concern for him right this moment. Right now he wanted -away- from Lou. Too bad the kitchen didn't offer much of a hiding place for him.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 1:43 pm
"So, you decide to choke while trying to do a show in my bar and now you're going to make my kitchen floor sticky in an unpleasant way." He smirked at Demy as the younger audio tried to hide from him in the rather open kitchen.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 1:49 pm
"I d-d-didn't DECIDE to choke, it just happened! I wouldn't purposefully do that to you..."
The boy cringed in a corner, eyeing Lou.
"I'll c-clean up the orange juice...you just startled me!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 1:59 pm
"I did nothing daring." He laughed softly. "You're just being jumpy." With good reason. He didn't take well to having to explain to people who had paid for a show that the show would not be finishing. At least it was easy enough to placate them with a free drink which was all in all cheaper than refunds.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 2:03 pm
"You can't exactly blame me for being jumpy...."
Still rather shakey, Demy slowly rose from his corner. Lou...laughing. Maybe he wasn't in so much trouble afterall. Though, of course, Lou could just be setting him up for punishment later. But cleaning up the orange juice while the other was still in a good mood seemed like a fine idea.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 2:13 pm
HE could very well blame Demy for being jumpy. He could blame him for a lot of things as of this moment.
"Are you going to explain to me why you choked?" He had given Demy the chance and the boy had been rather excited about it. Demy should have also known if he wouldn't be able to handle it before he tried.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 2:24 pm
"I don't KNOW man it just kinda....happened..."
Demy hung his head, rather embarassed that he had screwed up with the one thing he was supposed to be good at. Ears flat, the boy leaned down to start cleaning up the mess his glass had caused.
Hell, even if he had known he would choke there was no way he'd ever admit to that. He was a -star-. Star's didn't admit to being weak.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 2:28 pm
He waited until Demy had most of the mess cleaned up, letting the silence linger, until he stood up again. When his boy moved over to wash his hands he walked over and set his hands on the counter on either side of the little 'star' and leaned down to n** at his ear harder than normal.
"That was your chance love. I gave you the opportunity to show that you were the star that you claim you are. I am rather disappointed in you"
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 2:42 pm
Demy gave a whine at the ear n** and attempted to move away from the other. However, the hands kept him caged between Lou and the counter itself.
"I'm disappointed in MYSELF...I wasn't trying to ******** up, you know!"
The boy gave a hint of a growl. Yeah, he had screwed up, but he didn't like feeling he like had done it on purpose.
"What the ******** more do you want from me?!"
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