Meth: -sighs, sitting out in the clearing with his waist wrapped in bandages. Pokes at the dirt with a stick, looking bored-

Turk: -Is skipping around, holding his messenger bag close to him. He stops in the clearing, head tilted, and stares at Meth trying to pin point who he is-

Meth: -looks up, staring at Turk- ...Aren't you that short thing that used to talk to me?

Turk: Um..uh.. -Looks around as he thinks- Have we met before? I don't think I remember much from way back when.

Meth: ...Yeah, I think so... -tries to remember is name- ...Hm..Turk...right?

Turk: -Smiles and nods- Yep! That be my name. Who are you again?

Meth: -stands up, his hand over his side- You know...Creepy Naked Pink Guy?

Turk: Um.. -Ears flick as he stares at his feet and tries to remember. Taps a finger on his lips- ...Oh yeah! You were that ***** guy!

Meth: -frowns- I'm not a *****: You sure acted like one when I was little...

Meth: -scoffs- I'd never screw around with kids. They're too small.

Turk: What if the person is just short, or maybe a tall kid?

Meth: -shakes his head- A kid is a kid. If they're a short adult, then, whatever...but a tall kid is going to be just as immature and annoying as a normal sized one.

Turk: Oh....you still act like one from time to time Mr. Pink.

Meth: -sighs, too tired and too sore to argue right now- Whatever...how've you been?

Turk: -Grins- I'm fine! I've gotten taller since we last met, and I have a boyfriend too! -Bounces on his feet as he hugs his bag-

Turk: -Grins- I'm fine! I've gotten taller since we last met, and I have a boyfriend too! -Bounces on his feet as he hugs his bag-

Meth: Oh, nice...boyfriends are good. -blinks-

Turk: Yes! I loves him a lot!

Meth: How lucky for you. -sounds a little sarcastic. Reaches up and straightens out his hat-

Turk: -Frowns at the bit of sarcasticness- I did not make Mr. Pink mad, did I? I'm sorry..

Meth: -ears perk- Oh, no, you didn't, not at all. -still sounds sarcastic-Love is just such a waste of time.

Turk: Okay... -Doesn't believe Meth, but tries to hide his frown behind a smile- W-why do you think that? Love is supposed to be a good thing.

Meth: It just leads to terrible things. All of my boyfriends and girlfriends have been absolute douchebags once they found I loved them.

Turk: B-but CaeCae doesn't act like that..and I don't act mean to him..We haven't had any trouble...

Meth: -ears slump- Yeah? My wife was like that.

Turk: -Nods- So..love can't be all that bad, right?

Meth: She divorced me. -stares- We lost a kid and she divorced me.

Turk: -Ears fall- O-oh.. -Stares off to the side- I'm sorry about that.

Meth: -shrugs- Whatever.

Turk: -Fidgets a bit- Does that mean my love will have problems?

Meth: You never know...you could...it's likely if he's your first...no one goes and marries their first.

Turk: --Ears falls further as his heart sinks and his tails finds its way between his legs- But I.. -Shakes his head as he tries to hold back tears- I love Cae..I don't want want to lose him!

Meth: -ears drop, trying to sound reaussuring- Well...you seem pretty happy with him, right, so, I'm sure you're one of the lucky ones that finds the one first. -pats his shoulder-

Turk: -Sniffles and rubs his eyes- But you just said it most likely won't work out..

Meth: ...I was lying! I'm a dirty filthy liar. Here, people stay with their first boyfriend all the time, for ever and ever.

Turk: B-but, I know those who didn't stay with their first love...though they were with girls, not boys, but still...

Meth: I know people like that too. -smiles- But namrah at pretty lucky.

Turk: -Blinks as a few more tears fall and his ears twich around- You are a confusing Pink Man...

Meth: -frowns- I'm sorry... -pats him again-

Turk: Huh? Sorry for what?

Meth: I upset you...

Turk: -Blinks- You did? -Whimpers- Well that was very mean of you, Pink Man. You should be ashamed of yourself!

Meth: ...Believe me kid, I am..

Turk: ...If I am a kid, does that mean I don't have to worry about you doing anything to me?

Meth: ... -stares- Huh?

Turk: Well you said you would never touch kids, and you just called me a kid, so that means you would never do anything, right?

Meth: You're full grown. -smirks- So, you never know. -pokes-

Turk: -Squeaks and wiggles away from the poke- But violation is so cruel!

Meth: -stretches out his arms and his torso playfully, but does it gently because of his injuries- You can't violate the willing. You know you want it~ All those ***** accusations, they were just a way of expressing repressed feelings, weren't they?

Turk: -Whimpers silently as he fidgets and keeps an eye on Meth. Shakes his head- N-no. I love my CaeCae and doing something like that is wrong and it would hurt him. -Poor guy is a virgin and doesn't understand the concept of sex anyway XD-

Meth: Oh? Is it really so bad? -takes off his hat and tosses it to the side- We're both adults, lovely. -leans close to Turk's face- Come on, it'll be fun.

Turk: -Fidgets more as he gulps and bits his lips in fear and nervousness, whispers- B-but I-I always hear o-others screaming when t-they do that kind of stuff..s-so it must be painful and bad...

Meth: Oh...they aren't screaming... -places a hand on Turk's cheek-They're simply declaring how nice it feels...

Turk: -Goes stiff at the touch and turns his attention to the hand on his cheek- N-nothing that makes you scream like that can actually feel good...

Meth: If it hurt so badly, why do they do it so much? Trust me, I've done it a lot...it feels amazing. -chuckles- Unless pain is your thing, then, then it gets a bit bloody.

Turk: -Turns his attention to the ground- I-I don't know, and I don't like pain. I don't like it at all...Y-you aren't going to hurt me, are you?

Meth: -lightly brushes his thumb over Turk's bottom lip- Don't worry. I'm gentle.

Turk: -Lightly leans away and shakes his head in confusion- Doing something like this is wrong, and you know it. It doesn't make any sense.

Meth: -stares, backing away- Geez kid, you're a pervert. What'd you think I was talking about? I was just going to cook you dinner.

Turk: -Looks up at Meth with teared eyes and a confused look- That..that wasn't funny! -Drops down on his knees and sobs-

Meth: -jumps and stares- Don't cry!

Turk: -Continues to cry and holds his bag close- B-but you were so mean! You were going to do bad things to me!

Meth: I would never do bad things to you. Jesus, I have my own boyfriend.

Turk: Then go mess with his head. -Wipes his eyes with his arm-

Meth: -ears drop- I'm sorry...

Turk: -Brings his knees to his chest and warily looks up at Meth- ...You mean it?

Meth: -nods- I am. I'm not completely terrible you know.

Turk: You haven't shown that so far...you're different from what I remember...

Meth: It's been a while...stuff changes people.

Turk: What changed you then?

Meth: -puts his hand over his bandages again- I don't...I don't wanna talk about it. -ears droop farther-

Turk: Oh..Sorry I asked..I hope you get better.

Meth: -shrugs- Yeah... -sighs- Never start drinking, kid. It'll ruin everything for you. Alright?