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 Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 10:25 pm
Dakota was not the weepy type and to cry over a lost friendship was stupid and uncool.
But he was upset and angry and needing to vent because Clerise was being so STUPID. SO ******** STUPID.
And he didn't want to bother Candace, because he was trying to be COOL to her you know. Be there when she needed him, he loved her dearly. But he needed the comfort bosom of someone else. Someone he also loved very dearly. And always warmed his heart.
"Mollllllllllllyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy....." Dakota let himself into the shared apartment of his two mist ladies (because they okayed it) and searched for the motherly heaven of a woman. "Molly, I'm upset and I need your tender lovings..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 10:32 pm
Molly was currently alone in the apartment. Candace was out doing duties and Molly had finished all of hers this morning. She also wasn’t hard to find! The freckled woman was parked on the couch, sitting cross legged with her tongue sticking out and her curls pulled back into a pony tail with the utmost look of concentration on her face. She had a hoodie on her lap that she was mending…it belonged to Jeremy.
The trainee, of course, paused in her work though as a familiar voice rang out, and her brows now furrowed with worry. “Awww!” She cooed, looking up. “I’m here! Why are you upset, Dakota?” She asked, concerned, anxiously waiting for the Moon Hunter to come into view.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 10:42 pm
It didn't take long for Dakota to gravitate to Molly's sweet voice. He found her, mending one of his saiyan brothers clothing (YEAH HE KNEW JEREMY'S CLOTHES BY NOW TOO) before plopping in front of her and dropping his head right into her bosom.
"Clerise said she's not going to be my friend anymore."
He looked up with sad puppy dog like eyes.
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 12:14 pm
Molly, luckily, had piled everything neatly on top of each other and moved it off to the side, next to her. Good timing too, because when she turned back she had a chest full of Dakota. The mist trainee let out a tiny squeak of surprise before her arms came to settle around the broad young man. “…W-what?” Molly nearly yelped, the surprise clearly evident on her face. “Why?”
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 12:38 am
He burrowed deeper in her bosom, his voice being muffled by her bermuda triangle of sweater, lost among the countless thread count of the soft material.
"Cause i'm friends with Mimsy too...." He murmured, "She just dropped me as a friend. Just like...Just like that!" He brought his hand up around the side of her and snapped his fingers. "Hasn't talked to me since then! I don't Molly, it's like...she didn't even bat a ******** eyelash. I thought I meant something to her you know? I thought we were bros."
"What bro does that!?"
He was pretty miserable over the thoughts. Angry miserable and even in the forbidden bosom of Molly's, he could replay the messages on twitter in his mind. All because he was friends with Mimsy too.
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 8:25 pm
One hand moved up to run through Dakota’s short locks in a soothing manner, and Molly’s brows furrowed worriedly at this news. Oh dear…despite Dakota being in the Bermuda triangle of fabric, she could still make out what he was saying. It helped having a younger sister, after all… “I…I don’t think that’s very nice of her, Dakota…” Molly murmured. “I’m disappointed in Miss Clerise if she really did that to you…” The Mist trainee trailed off for a moment, thinking. “…I think…um…that you should go and talk to her, okay? Not on the Twitters though um…that’s sort of impersonal? I’m sorry if that doesn’t make sense…” Molly fretted. “I think you need to go and talk to her and…nicely explain how this all makes you feel and why it’s not fair…” Wait…wasn’t Clerise related to Mimsy too? Oh…that was even worse…family shouldn’t be at odds with each other like that…
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 10:17 pm
"I don't think so either..." He mumbled into her boobs, moving his head side to side. "I don't want to talk to her. She was being mean, She's the one that dropped me. She's the one who should come talk to me!"
And apologize. But he didn't say that last part because he was currently working his way to nibbling on Molly's neck.
"I don't think anything is wrong with Mimsy."
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 1:36 pm
Molly frowned anymore, and her brows furrowed. “…Ah…Dakota…” She started. “…I…” Her voice was quiet, because she was about to say something that disagreed with what Dakota was saying, and while being around people like Candace helped her get her thoughts across better…it was still in her nature to just roll over for someone. “I think…” She cleared her throat softly, trying to make her voice clearer. “I think if she would end your friendship over the Twitters then um…she won’t come talk to you in person…and Dakota…if you let it go on, you’re just going to keep carrying all these negative emotions so…be the bigger person, and be the brave one, like I know you are, and go speak to her as soon as possible…” Oh wait…what was he doin— Molly shuddered as she felt his lips on her neck, and she squeaked, one hand sliding down to cup his face in an attempt to stop him. “I-I-I’m sure Mimsy must be nice if she has your friendship…!” She replied distractedly, her face turning red.
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2013 7:13 pm
"Well...." Dakota didn't want to assume that Molly was right because, deep down. He knew she was.
"This is stupid, Why do I have to go to her. Maybe I don't want a friend that just drops someone because they are friends with their cousin too. I'm not part of some collection Clerise has and that she can just go dump because she can."
He heaved, "Maybe I want to be mad at her too." When she cupped his face, he laid his chin on her shoulder and nuzzled more into her, his arms coming around to pull her closer. "I don't want to be mad at her though, and I don't want to stop talking to Mimsy because she's finally letting me in."
Need cake and want to eat it too.
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2013 8:18 pm
“Well…Dakota…” Molly started with a murmur. “…You don’t have to do anything…” She smiled at him a bit, and listened to him as he spoke, and nodded her head. She felt like she could grasp where he was coming from. Molly let Dakota pull her closer, and she settled her arms around him once he settled, and rested her head on top of his, freckle fingers coming up to shyly play with the ends of his short hair. “Life isn’t long enough to stay mad or upset…not when there’s so many other, more pleasant feelings…I…I think…but…you did say Miss Clerise was your best friend, didn’t you…? I think that means you should just be able to go and freely speak your mind to her…and if she’s…a good friend…” Molly paused, and frowned. Okay…maybe Miss Clerise wasn’t being a good friend right now…er…she tried a different approach. “…Um…I think…people just get angry sometimes…and say or do things without thinking of the consequences…! Maybe if it’s been a while…Miss Clerise has thought about her actions and would be open to talking…? Um…I think…as long as you try, Dakota…that’s what counts. You should tell her everything you’re telling me.”
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 6:58 pm
"I don't think you know Clerise like I do. Once she says something....She means it." he sighed, turning now so that he could just rest the back of his head against her bosom. Like pillows. Her playing with his hair was making him sleepy. Like a baby. Or a little kid. Which he would angrily deny that he was a kid. Because he wasn't. He was 19 for gods sake.
"I'll give her some time, and myself time to cool down and then I will go talk to her..." he looked up at Molly, "Because you think its a good Idea and I trust you." He waited a beat, sighing before dropping his head. "Is there any problems with you or anything right now?" It was only fair to make sure since the girl listened to him complain.
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 7:26 pm
Molly’s brows furrowed and she looked rather worried, though Dakota didn’t see that as he turned around and used her as a pillow. Once again she raised her arms, and waited until he settled before loosely wrapping them about his shoulders. She looked down at him as he looked down at her, and she smiled tentatively. “I think it sounds like a good idea…” She murmured, and her eyes lidded. “I just don’t want you to regret anything Dakota, and I think it’s…a relief to know that you’ve done all you could…because…” Her voice grew quieter. “We’re here today and gone tomorrow…” At his question, she blinked, and pondered. “Uh…problems…?” She echoed, and then shook her head. “Oh, no…no problems!” She assured, and beamed down at the young man. Molly was in silence for a while though, and after a few moments she did speak up again. “…Um…Dakota…?” Her voice was soft once more, tentative. “… Um…Have you…ever been in…” Molly paused, and her cheeks went red. “… love?” She barely managed to squeak out.
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 8:30 pm
He sighed, Turning his head. "We got a short life span, we don't have time to waste thinking about things." he murmured, "Gotta worry about making it to tomorrow only."
He went silent again.
Her question made him stiffen before relaxing.
Truth was what Molly got from Dakota, no matter what.
"To tell you the truth...." he waited, "Yeah....yeah I have...and am...." He looked up at her. "I'm in love with Candace." He waited to see her reaction, "Are you in love with someone Molly?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 8:43 pm
Molly smiled, thought it was a bit strained. Here today and gone tomorrow wasn’t a subject she liked to talk about, much less think about. Luckily though they were moving on from it, and the young woman blinked curiously as Dakota stiffened before relaxing.
She waited patiently, as she always did, for Dakota to speak, and if he was waiting for shock or surprise well…he didn’t get it. Instead what he got was the brightest of smiles. A smile so wide and that curved up so much, it made her look like a fox as she closed her eyes, just beaming. “Oh, I’m so happy for you both!” She finally spoke, gushing, her hands leaving Dakota’s shoulders to cup her freckled face. She then sat like that for a long while, lightly twisting back in forth in some odd happy dance-sway because Dakota and Candace were in love.
She finally reigned herself in though, still cupping her cheeks, and hummed softly as she stared up at the ceiling. She bit her bottom lip in thought. “Mmm…I don’t know.” She replied honestly, softly. “Um…I know I love you, and Miss Candace…but I know it is not um…the way you love her…? Does that make sense?” She asked. “…But…ah…” Molly looked stumped. “…Wh-what sets it apart…?” Her eyes widened. “Is it okay if I ask? If it’s not, I understand!” She fretted.
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Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 1:00 pm
The dance was odd because it was making his head sink further into her bosom if that was possible and and he had to be really careful not to like...get lost in it. Suffocate through sweater threads and stuff you know.
Then he'd really be not here today AND tomorrow.
"Well duh, we love you too. But I guess it isn't like...." He didn't know. What he felt with Candace was almost like Night and Day with Molly. "I feel comfortable with Candace. Like physically and emotionally and stuff. I like that I can talk to her, she knows me well enough to know when I say things too. There's a lot that I don't get upset with her you know? It's like having a best friend and a lover and family all wrapped in one." He just didn't know how else to say it.
"I get this feeling inside me, around my heart. When I see her, it just tightens and I feel so happy and stuff. Like the worlds a better place for me. And when she's away, I miss her. Even if its like just 5 minutes, I miss her and just have this urge to find her."
He shrugged, "It's like having a half of me with her, and having half of her with me!"
He waited, "You sure you don't have someone like that Molly? Do you want too?"
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