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who has some happy news they would be willing to share?
seriously, anything i don't care how insignificant of a thing you think it is. it doesn't have to be something earth-shattering or life changing, the only requirement is that it's something happy.
i just want to hear that SOMEBODY out there is having a good day today.
because april 13th is rarely anything other than an overall disappointment for me, no matter what universe i'm in.
i am beginning to wonder if it's just some kind of unspoken rule.
hell, now that i think about it, it doesn't even have to be something that actually happened today.
i want to hear about anything in your life that has ever made you happy. the more recent the better, but it can be stuff from back home too.

there's only one more thing i wanted to ask about, and that is the other father.
he went back home earlier this week. the last time this happened i was...well i didn't deal with it as well as i should have, let's just leave it at that. i ignored some things that should have been obvious and should have been taken care of.
but i am a bit more prepared this time. or at the very least, it didn't hurt quite as much.
that being said, is anybody watching his house at the moment?
i have been giving it some thought the past couple of days and i am very seriously considering going back and continuing what he started. well, in a way.
because i am not the other father by any stretch of the imagination so it wouldn't be quite the same sort of deal but i do think having a somewhere for people to be able to call home when they otherwise don't have one is a good thing.
but i still have things i have to do over in kanto and i am not sure how long it will be before i can get back to goldenrod.
or if i would be stepping on any toes with this, i mean if somebody already has it covered then that's fine.
but if nobody does then hey? why not me?
that's what i figure, anyway.
so uh...basically, tl;dr: who's watching the other house right now and if the answer is nobody, would somebody mind occasionally just...popping over there for me once in a while?
to make sure it doesn't get demolished or something like that. i don't know how stuff like this works, i have never owned a house or anything like that before.
or if he even left it to anybody or anything like that. houses have deeds and shit, right? he built the place himself so that just makes this all the more confusing...
i guess what i am saying is: i call dibs if nobody else has already. to put it as simply and admittedly childishly as possible.

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He really doesn't. All you have to worry about is him spooning you, Dave. [[Just going to snicker a little.]]

I think a pillow for to end all pillow forts would be lovely.

We're grabbing all of the pillows, every last one. We're going to make the fort to end all forts. All others will just go home because they can't measure up to the castle we will build. [He looks at Rose for a second then shifts so his back is in the couch corner.]

I am all for bro huddling and napping together but no spooning. [There are jokes he could make to this. He feels so ugh right now but-

Oh damn it.] I mean I know you're living the dream, a blond on each arm but control yourself dude.

[...Dave did you seriously just back away form John in favor of the couch corner? W o w.]

Heh, yeah I know, right? All of my dreams are being realized in this very moment. It makes control so very hard.

But fine, if you are going to be like that then Rose will get all of my spooning and cuddles and basically everything that is generally good about sleeping next to me. And Dave will get all of my kicks and punches and I wouldn't be surprised if at some point I roll over and crush you.

[Jokes are good, right?]

Or push him out of bed. You've actually done that once or twice with me, John. [[On the ever so rare occasion that he doesn't have her locked in a death grip of sleep.]]

I don't know how you expect him to control himself, Dave. After all, it's not just a blonde on each arm, we're near identical. Don't boys dream of dating identical twins?

[[Jokes are very good.]]

They do, they do. I'm not putting on robes or dresses to make our identical traits stand out. You'll need to grab yourself a shirt and shades. [Dave decides the corner isn't as fun as draping and John and goes right back to being the human cat.

This is how life should be.]

And I didn't say no to cuddles, just no spooning. I'm not a spooner. That just leads to ugh it's too hot in here territory and me sticking my toes out of the blankets to chill back out. Do you want to melt me. Is that what you're after?

Wow what? I have enough trouble with one Rose, thank you very much! Last thing I want is to date two! There's dumb and then there's downright out of your gourd and I like to think I am pretty sane!

[It really and truly is. It's only missing one thing, to be honest.]

And hey, I said I was sorry for that, Rose! And you returned the favor so you really have no place to talk.

[He's a space heater though, there's really just no way around that...prepare to melt, Dave.]

Really? Well then obviously I'm the odd one out in this relationship! [[Laughing softly, she nuzzles her cheek against John's.]]

I would love to have two of you around. Or three. Maybe a handful...

Not even commenting on wanting more than one of John.

But wow way to stereotype us. Just because we'd look alike, wouldn't mean we'd be alike. I can't dredge up the horrors or any of that shit. You want tentacles, visit the Lalonde Shop. Strider's Cafe only provides the sickest flow and hot, hot, crank it up and let it char you, beats.

So it's like having the arctic on one side and the Sahara on the other. [He leans forward to reclaim his mug of coffee and takes a slow swig of the contents.]

Yeah I'm not...touching that either.

[Nooooooope.]

For the record though, I was talking about if Rose had an identical twin like in the sense that it was a girl and also actually more of a clone than a twin. Gosh, give me some credit! You think after all these years I would have noticed that I have peppermint on one side and cinnamon on the other.

[What even are these comparisons? And more importantly: which one of them is the Sahara, which one is the arctic and who is peppermint/cinnamon?]

So don't worry, dude. Totally not going to come into your Cafe and ask for tips on how best to stimulate my octopus's creative talents or anything like that. I will just head on over when I am feeling up to a wicked jam session.

[[Rose is quiet now as she listens to them, her slight smile from before falling into a neutral and passive expression again.

Her next question, apparently, is very important. Because she sits up and turns to look at the two of them rather than just sort of in their general direction.]]

...I'm the cinnamon right? The Sahara? It's because I'm smoking hot, right guys?

Jam sessions this arctic breezey land can provide. Just be careful because we get it too hot in here and we'll be falling into the drink. Kersploosh, you won't know you hit water, you'll just blank out from the chill.

[There you go Rose. You're the Sahara. Dave shifts so he can stick out a hand behind John and touch her shoulder.]

Course we mean you're sizzling, you've got some pretty sweet genetics making amazing things happen. Just don't go making a card for mom going 'thanks for the amazing ass, I really appreciate it'.

[He just. Walked. Right into that one.]

It would be like John here pinging Jake about that. A w k w a r d. [Might as well cram the other foot in there too.]

[...]

[Dave, what the hell is wrong with you.]

And just like that, I have completely forgotten where I was even going with my analogy. Good job, Dave.

Hell yes. [[She's the Sahara.]]

And thank you Dave. I know exactly what to get our parents now for their appropriate parental days.

What? Oh my god no, Bro would never let us live it down! [He's going to poke her again for that one. John, do you really want caught in the middle of a sibling scuffle?]

[He doesn't exactly want to, no. But he also can't really avoid it now can he? He's trapped by the very same siblings who are about to have a sibling strife right in his lap.]

[What do?]

Never let you live it down, perhaps. You have to remember something about me Dave. [[And she's going to reach across and give Dave a light pinch to his arm.]]

I am the darling baby daughter of the family. Don't you know how families work when a darling baby daughter is involved?

Oh you're pulling that card, are you? I'm the oldest, ok. [He's going to lean around one side of John like he's the wall between the sides of this war and poke again. Ha, he has lightning fingers.] But man, you don't know Bro. He'll bury you in puppet ass.

[John glances back and forth between the two, still unsure of what exactly to say or do here. Or if he even wants to say anything at all given where this conversation could potentially go.]

Uhh...

[They're not even going to pay attention to him, are they?]

You are the oldest, correct. [[Dave her fingers are just as quick, evidenced by the poke you're receiving in return.]] But all that means is that you have responsibilities and expectations to live up to. You also are in charge of watching out for your baby sister!

And who said I wouldn't enjoy all of that puppet ass?

[Dave shifts, leaning back then darting pokes at Rose like a cat batting at a catnip mouse. He has that intent look on his face even, you know the one. If it were someone he could rough house with, he'd be tensing up to spring.

Until she says that last bit. Something akin to horror here.] Oh my god, you would! You adopted that gene for adoring a group of soulless googly eyed nightmarish creatures just waiting to crash on some poor unsuspecting victim.

[Yup, okay. That answers that. John has become completely invisible and still the poking and pinching is going on and this is getting ridiculous.]

Okay, that's it.

[He puts his hands together and slides them out in front of them before proceeding splitting them to part the DerseSib Sea.]

Make up and play nice, you two, or I swear I will turn this car around!!

Edited 2013-04-28 21:42 (UTC)

[[Rose had opened her mouth to retort, but then John spoke up. And for a moment she was silent. But only for a moment.

She gives Dave this mischievous look before leaning against John, putting on her best kid pout.]]

But daaaaddyyyyy! We were just playing around. Besides, he started it!!

[Wow John.]

[John has never had to deal with Dave when he's personally up close in person trolling someone. He leans in close, wrapping his arms around his neck and whines like a little kid.] Oh comeeee onnnnnnn! We're not hurting anything. And she started it!

[...he walked right into that one didn't he?]

[This is what he gets for trying to lighten the mood with jokes. He really should have known better with these two. Why does he never learn?]

[He tries to wiggle free of Dave's grip while simultaneously not moving closer to Rose and it's really just not working out for him.]

Augh, guys stop! Come on! It was a joke!!

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