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 Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 7:24 pm
Quinn hummed happily, walking across the street into Little Romania. Today was a good day. A very good day! A good day that had no problems.
He forced the 'Yet' away from his concious thought, because he knew that was coming.
He had a very specific destination in mind: Valeriu's house! This time, he wasn't going there to fight, or to cry, or to fix anyone's sickness! It was just going to be him and Vale with no problems having a nice day.
He hoped.
Maybe some ice cream! Tasty iced cream! Just him and Vale, going to have a nice day! With no interruptions. Or problems.
Right?
He looked at the 219 on the door, and paused. Should he? Should he not? He wavered in place, lifting up his arm, putting it back down, then lifting it up again. Finally, he clenched his teeth and knocked loudly on the door. Apparently, this eliminated all reservations he could have had, because he went ahead and tried the door, pushing it open and stepping inside.
"SYDNI! SYDNI, YOU HOME?" He yelled out, loudly. He looked around.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 7:35 pm
To say Tezcatlipoca could be a b*****d sometimes would be an understatement. After a week, he'd finally been returned home, his cuts and injuries healed by the god in his realm - only to be left with the broken leg.
The cast was mocking him. It reminded him of how firmly he'd been tossed out of a job for the time being - the "What are you doing? Go home and rest, you idiot!" still resounded in his ears. It wasn't like his arm was broken. He could lift the bags no problem, still!
To top it off, the twins had gotten a hold of markers. So now he had to stare down at smiley-faces and Get Well Soon's until Tezcatlipoca decided to let Valeriu off the hook.
He hoped the man wouldn't leave it to heal naturally. Not a day had gone by and he was already going insane with boredom.
At least Sydni seemed to be thrilled with drawing on his cast. So someone was happy with this arrangement.
He sighed, and slumped further down into the couch, letting the girl color away on his injury.
A knock had him looking up in confusion - who would be visiting? It better not be the twins-
The door slammed open.
No.
It was worse than the twins.
He groaned, and let his head fall back.
"V'hy, god? V'hy?"
He should've locked the door. And closed the blinds. And boarded the windows.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 7:52 pm
Quinn grinned and made his way over to Sydni and Vale, patting the girl on the head and sitting next to the boy. The first thing he noticed, of course, was the huge cast on the other godling's leg.
"Vale, you poor thing!" Quinn pulled vale into a tight, overdramatic hug. "What happened to you? I leave you alone for one week and you go and break your leg!" Quinn fretted over the foot, and stole one of Sydni's markers to sign his name with cutesy handwriting and a heart for the dot of the 'i'. He was momentarily distracted by Sydni's adorableness, picking her up in a huge hug, then setting her down and returning his attention to Vale.
"Who did this?" He had an incredibly serious expression on his face. "I will kill them."
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 8:16 pm
Sydni more than happily accepted the hugs, though stayed intensely concentrated on her marker-work. The pink bunch of flowers was nearly complete, soon to be joined by pink stars, and pink suns.
As for Vale, it was nothing less than bizarre.
He couldn't say what he found so strange about Quinn's sincerity. The rarely seen expression, or the fact that it was over a broken leg. His broken leg.
It was really...
He grinned, shaking his head.
"Just another challenge. I have never fought a crocodile, you know? They v'ay they roll ee's pretty harsh," he gestured to the plaster-cast limb. "Ee't v'as v'ay v'orse than ee't ee's now."
He sounded almost proud, chest puffing out a bit. Sure, he'd lost his last long-sleeved sweater (now switched to a zip-up vest instead). Sure, it was excruciatingly painful, and he was handicapped for the time being.
But he had taken on a giant crocodile bare-handed, and come out of it alive. He was Valeriu. He was man. He was ridiculously proud of himself. After all, he could do anything!
Even something like...?
Yes! Even something like-!
As sneakily as he could, he tentatively took one of Quinn's hands to hold. Smooth. Casual. Suave. After all, Vale was man, defeater of crocodile-monsters.
Ridiculous. I am personally ashamed of you, now.
There might've been a reason Tezcatlipoca didn't hang around his thoughts that often nowadays.
"So, how v'as your v'eek?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 8:40 pm
"Well, you're very strong. You'll get over this leg in no time! A crocodile? Really? Wow. I don't think I could do that. Did Mr. T send you somewhere to fight one? Mr. Q would never do that to me." He smiled. "He's too much of a wussy!"
Say that again and I'll make a down payment on an island full of cannibals.
I love you!
Quinn tried to hide his excitement when he felt Vale grab onto his hand, and entwined his fingers into Vale's. He grinned at the other boy, but didn't say anything out loud. He didn't want to scare the other boy away.
"My week was...dull. I'm still working off what I owe to the supermarket guy...I went and visitend Mitchy, he got a new flavor in...I would have brought you some, but I didn't know if you'd be here today. I'll bring some by tonight, I guess. It was wierd not seeing you for a week. We always seem to run into each other."
He didn't mention that he had been looking for him. Actively. Even at his work. Looking, and freaking out that he couldn't find them. For a while, he has worried that Vale had run away after their incident with Quinn's Sort of almost asking him out.
He was ecstatic to find the boy back home.
"How long till it heals, do you think?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 9:04 pm
"Da, he took me to his realm. Ee't ee's pretty nice, actually. Aside from the jaguars and crocodiles, and the poisonous frogs, and the quicksand..." He trailed off awkwardly, before smiling again more happily. "But really pretty. There are tons of plants and birds there, and huge temples of stone." It was obvious by the tone of his voice how much he loved that realm - despite the danger. Especially the rain, and the rivers; it was all breathtaking to someone who'd only ever known the City. He could probably go on for hours on end about what it was like, but he didn't want to bore Quinn.
He didn't want to be dull.
Especially since Quinn always seemed to do outrageous things when he got too bored. And Valeriu didn't think his leg could take whatever the other godling had to dish out.
"V'e do, don't v'e?" Now that he thought about it, there seemed to be some divine magnet in the sky that made sure they met at least once a week. Of course, they were neighbors, so that had something to do with it. Though he'd never run into Quinn before this.
But he'd rather not think about fate and divinity right now.
Scowling more than a bit sulkily down at his cursed leg, he shrugged. "I do not know. Ee't v'as ee'nflicted ee'n Tezcatlipoca's realm, so he can heal ee't v'henever he v'ants."
A natural healing would probably take far, far longer.
"Hopefully, not too long. He knows I have to v'ork."
If the god noticed his none-too-subtle prodding, he didn't acknowledge it. Perhaps too disgusted with the fact that Valeriu had deigned to hold hands with Quinn, or that his godling's mind was currently on repeat about ear-scratches and Quinn's hair.
It was like watching a kindergarten romance in action.
Atrocious.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 9:24 pm
"Well. Maybe I could come visit sometime." He wasn't really serious. He didn't like crocodiles. Though, he had always thought it would be interesting to talk to a wild animal. The only ones he talked to were stray house cats and rats that might as well have been domesticated, they were so dependent on humans.
"Well, tell that mean old grumpy god that he needs to fix your leg up right away! Or else! Yah! He best be afraid!" Quinn laughed. He reached the hand up that wasn't holding Vale's hand and started scratching at his ears.
This is sickeningly sweet.
Don't be such a spoil sport.
Well, he's my worst enemy, Quinn. I have no choice but to be a 'spoil sport'.
Mischievously, Quinn's hand dropped down and he acted like he was patting Vale's back, slipping down to tickling his sides madly! He hoped Vale was ticklish, otherwise he would look incredibly silly doing so. He pulled his hand out of holding Vale's and wrapped his arm around Vale, trapping him to the couch. If his foot wasn't hurt, he probably would have been able to escape Quinn's grasp, but the combination of Sydni hanging off of his foot and Quinn laying across him made things extremely difficult.
"Attack of the tickle king! You can never escape!" He grinned and looked at Sydni. "Help me, Sydni! Hold him down!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 9:50 pm
He barked out a laugh, grinning wider. "I don't think he v'ould let you come visit. Or let you leave alive."
He could too easily imagine Quinn falling prey to quicksand every few steps. Although it'd be pretty cool to go camping with him - it was pretty lonely out in the jungle. Some company would be really nice, to share the experience with. Even if it meant having to dive in and save the over-enthusiasatic godling from near-death too many times to count.
A growing hiss from Tezcatlipoca belied the god's short patience with Valeriu's visitor.
I'll show that brat who had best be afraid.
Valeriu thought it best to stop Quinn there, hand already reaching up to interrupt the other boy. It froze mid-movement.
Ear scratchies.
He could've sworn his mind blanked out for a minute - when he came out of the haze of happy, there was an ominous rumble that sounded far too much like purring coming from himself. For a moment, he was puzzled - and then realized what it was, cutting off the noise with an embarrassed cough.
A cough that quickly turned to a hissed yelp when the attack came. A yelp that quickly turned to bitten back laughter as he struggled to get out of the trap. A peal of laughter escaped as he tried to push Quinn off more desperately.
"Quinn-!" he bit out, trying not to make those embarrassing squeals - dammit, he was man! No one had tickled him since his dad! This was, this was - so not cool! "I v-v'ill end you!" He tried to snarl out, dissolving into hiccups for breath. Even his sister was in on it! She'd long since abandoned the markers to grab onto his uninjured leg, and it was all he could do to grind his heel into the ground. Damn it, Sydni! Treacherous sister - after all he'd done for her.
You have been defeated. By a tickle attack. He didn't think his god could sound any more disgusted. Admittedly, one of Quetzalcoatl's more genius ideas. Yes. Let's defeat our enemies by tickling them to death. Brilliant.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 10:05 pm
Hearing a squeal coming from Vale, he laughed even harder and renewed his efforts with full fervor! "You'll end me? Really?" He ended up pushing Vale backwards against the end of the couch, looming over him in tickling fury. He continued on for a while, before he ran out of energy, collapsing on top of Vale, and giggling himself. "You, Valeriu," He said, between deep breaths, "Are an incredibly ticklish person."
He raised an eyebrow at Vale. "And don't even try it on me. I'm not ticklish!" He left out 'except for on my feet'. That didn't count as ticklish. Nothing that incapacitated him that much could be considered 'tickling'. Just evil. Pure evil.
He pulled his elbows up to either side of Vale's head, pushing his head up so he was looking down at the other boy's face.
"It's a good thing you're a cripple, or I'd probably be dead right now. Hear that, Mr. T? If you hadn't crippled him, this would never have happened! I bet he's dying in there, isn't he? All this...not-hate." He paused, deciding to try something. He pushed his head down a bit closer to Vale's, tilting his head sideways. He didn't go all the way down to a kiss, though.
Maybe, for once, we can have a kiss that both of us are expecting. Not a surprise attack, not an accidental fall, just a kiss. That's possible, right?
I refuse to take part in this. I can't watch.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 10:34 pm
He scowled when he was finally able to breathe. He made sure Quinn knew the extent of his not-happy. Vale did not like to be tickled - his father had sprung it too often on him for him to ever find it an amusing pastime.
Just because a person was ticklish, did not mean they were meant to be tickled.
"I v'ill. This ee's unforgivable," he grumbled back in discontent, socking Quinn in the side sulkily - not a hard hit at all, but enough to show his disgruntlement. "Never do that again. Ever."
Though it was hard to stay angry right now. Too warm, and too comfortable. Strangely so - how could another person laying on top of you ever be considered comfortable? Quinn wasn't exactly a body-builder, but he wasn't a girl, either. Actually, he was a bit bony, if anything. But still, it was comfortable.
"Don't antagonize my god," he snorted. Tezcatlipoca had long stopped listening to them, more distracted with something else (and possibly trying not to get physically ill).
Valeriu was pretty distracted, as well. Quinn was, as always, too close. And there was that damn annoying hair, and he could even feel Quinn's breaths on his face. It was nerve-wracking, and he could almost see the air change around them. Was Quinn's electricity charging it, or was Vale hallucinating?
He was pretty sure he might've been imagining it. But the tilt of Quinn's head, and the closeness - he leaned up, carefully this time. No biting. He didn't want Quinn to rebreak his leg. That would not be fun, and Tezcatlipoca would probably laugh at him.
But this - really careful. He didn't want to mess up. This was what it should've been, all those other times, he was sure.
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 9:38 am
Quinn laughed at the hit, shrugging it off. "Fine, fine, I won't ever do it again. Today. And I'll antagonize him as much as I want!"
Quinn met him in the middle, their lips connecting in a non-violent, non-accidental way. It was amazing. Simple, short, but amazing. Admittedly, Quinn was not used to kisses like that; most of his kisses were stolen from unwilling victims, not wanted by both parties.
So, of course, his emotions got the better of him.
Thankfully, none of the lightning bolts hit Vale's already-injured body. One left a scorch mark on the couch, and another narrowly missed Sydni's foot. Quinn leapt off of Vale, embarrassed.
"Sorry, I mean..." Quinn's face turned bright red. "I didn't mean to--" He ran up the stairs and into the bathroom, slamming it behind him. Grabbing the faucet, he turned on the water and stuck his hand under it, discharging as much electricity as he could into the current. His hand burned, but there were no visible marks, and the electricity was probably gone, for the time being.
He walked out of the bathroom shaking his hand around, as if he could discard the lightning. He skulked back down the stairs, and shoved his hands in his pockets, looking at the floor.
"I'm sorry. I tried not to."
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 9:51 am
The re-emergence of the lightning bolts was a surprise. Quinn must not have been kidding when he said it was caused by too many emotions.
Even though his fur frizzed from the static and the shock, he couldn't help but grin (though if he'd known how close that bolt had gotten to Sydni, he wouldn't be grinning - but the girl was more puzzled by the flash of light than frightened).
When Quinn returned, he made sure to wipe the grin off, putting on his serious face as he stared at the other godling upside-down, still laid out on the couch in a pose reminiscent of all lazy cats. Stretching out his arms, he made his commanding "gimme" motion. It wasn't quite as commanding considering he was doing it upside-down, but still.
"Come here."
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 9:59 am
Quinn eyed Vale warily, unsure why he was being called back. He took small steps, keeping his eyes on the ground, until he was back to the couch. He looked at the other godling apologetically. Tickle attacks were okay, but lightning attacks weren't! He knew this, deep in his heart.
He stretched his own arms out, and slipped into an upside-down hug with the other boy. He wasn't sure if that's what Vale wanted, but that's what he felt like giving.
"I'm sorry."
Ugh.
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 10:24 am
A hug was just fine with him, he decided. He was getting good at hugs.
This entire thing was just very strange. He was strangely comfortable, strangely content - arms loosely locked around Quinn in the hug. Was this what a relationship was like? He felt that strange happiness, too - the one he always felt when a job was well done, or standing up on the roof of one of the skyscrapers and looking down below.
It was definitely pretty nice. Almost enough to make up for his broken leg.
"Ee't ee's okay," he affirmed, snorting and bumping his head back against Quinn's stomach dryly with a frown. "I am not v'eak. I can handle a little lightning. So you do not have to v'orry." He was embarrassed. Just a bit. Maybe. Essentially he was telling Quinn not to worry about stopping if the lightning cropped up again.
"Besides," he added thoughtfully, "I bite. So ee't comes out even, da?" He grinned wider up at Quinn - something that may have resembled his god's grins too much for the sudden mischief lining it.
Valeriu's cattish biting had moved on to more interesting waters.
Like Quinn's stomach.
And his arm.
And his chin.
It was all to prove a point, of course.
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 10:35 am
Quinn giggled and pushed Vale away, but not hard enough to actually succeed. "Ow! Ow, you loser!" He exploded into another burst of giggling. "This is not nice! At all!" He realized when Vale had reached up to biting his chin what he was going for again. Quinn leaned in like he was going to kiss him, then put a finger up and set it on Vale's lips.
"There's a small child in the room, Vale. You wouldn't want to ruin her poor innocent mind anymore. Let's watch a movie! Do you have a T.V.?" He leapt up off of Vale, and then yanked Sydni away from her masterpiece and spread his arms out, making airplane noises with his lips, flying around to search for a television.
After he has gone through all of the first level rooms, the airplane was not quite as enthusiastic. By the time he got through all of the upstairs rooms, his wings were half drooped. He made his way back up to Vale, and set Sydni down with her markers.
"You have no television." Quinn paused.
He looked at Vale, then looked at Sydni.
"This explains a lot," He concluded.
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