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Mar 28, 2007 22:33:33 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Mar 28, 2007 22:33:33 GMT -5
Angel's jaw dropped slowly as Tommy listed off his accomplishments. "That was you? All of it?" he asked, the corners of his mouth slowly twitch up in a smile. "Oh my god...you know, they're probably still trying to figure out who did it. And it was you?" he bit back a small giggle, before realizing it was useless and letting it escape. "You're crazy. Remind me not to get on your bad side."
He sighed blissfully as Tommy kissed his forehead, letting his hand rub along Tommy's back gently. "So am I. You don't even know...."
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Mar 28, 2007 22:42:51 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Mar 28, 2007 22:42:51 GMT -5
"Yep, all of it. Oh and the day that the announcements were played backwards...that was fun," Tommy said with a devilish grin. "Yeah I think they're still looking. I got caught for trying to start one. It was a bad idea. I was going to put all of the desks in the school in the hallway. But it made too much noise. I guess they wrote me off because I was stupid enough to try that." He laughed quietly and shook his head. "I don't really mean it towards a specific person. More like the whole establishment....cept the cheerleaders. They were picking on some overweight girl...yeah that I meant to do."
Tommy smiled and then whispered, "Well I can make a good guess. I'm thinking it feels pretty damn good. Have you given any more thought...to what you said at the dance?" He asked catiously.
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Mar 28, 2007 22:56:37 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Mar 28, 2007 22:56:37 GMT -5
Angel shook his head on mock-shame, all the while trying not to laugh. "Pranks, fake principals notes, cutting class...I think I'm getting in with the wring crowd," he smirked lightly. "Well I can't see myself doing that. I'd rather you didn't prank me though. If I find...I don't know, crickets in my backpack, or something...you're a dead man Tommy Collins," he grinned. Only half joking.
"I...no," Angel faltered with a soft sigh. He hadn't given it thought...definitely hadn't tried it. He couldn't believe he'd told anyone at all. "I haven't...there hasn't been a chance. There's always been somebody at home," he explained. It was an excuse and a bad one, he knew it. But maybe he just wasn't ready...he could tell Tommy but he couldn't execute it.
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Mar 28, 2007 23:04:26 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Mar 28, 2007 23:04:26 GMT -5
"Hey the principal note that was all Benny. You should have seen him like a peacock how proud of himself he was. It was sad it really was. At least when I prank I don't go around like a I'm the king of the hen house," Tommy replied holding back a giggle. "And there will be no pranking of you. I give you my honest word. Prank scouts honor."
Tommy watched Angel carefully trying to gauge his thoughts. "Well...you don't have to. I was just wondering if you had." He felt the need to tell Angel that he could help if he needed it but he really doubted that he could be much help in that department. "Maybe after school one day...when I'm not holding you captive in the greenhouse."
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Mar 28, 2007 23:13:19 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Mar 28, 2007 23:13:19 GMT -5
"I kind of want him to teach me that one, actually. Could be useful. Maybe he's got the right to be proud," Angel grinned, poking Tommy's side. "Ugh...boy scouts. Some bad memories," he shuddered, the smile never leaving his face. He just wasn't an outdoorsy person. Or a 'boy' boy for that matter. Though I wouldn't have objected to being a Brownie...
"Yeah...maybe..." Angel nodded slowly, swallowig hard. It wasn't like he hadn't been tempted. One too many times he'd stared just a little too long at his sister's lipgloss. Trying to either stop staring and put it on, or just walk away. And he'd always ended up doing the latter. "We could try it anyway...you wouldn't let me quit," he added quietly.
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Mar 28, 2007 23:36:01 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Mar 28, 2007 23:36:01 GMT -5
Tommy snorted. "I wouldn't go that far...there is no reason to stroke his ego. That's for sure. But I understand the use of it." He frowned deeply. "You were in the boy scouts? I can't really...picture you there." Then he stared out into space as if he was trying to imagine it. "Nope can't do it. Were you really in it?"
"Nope," Tommy said kissing him gently. "Not unless you bribe me with lots of cookies and kissies. Only then will I consider it. And it would have to be a great amount of both to change my mind. Just to let you know. If it's something that you want...you should go for it."
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Mar 28, 2007 23:48:54 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Mar 28, 2007 23:48:54 GMT -5
"Yeah...I can't see me as one either," Angel agreed. He nodded his head slowly with a deep sigh. "Indeed I was. For three months...wasn't really that pleasent. We had to go on a camping trip...I don't do so well in the woods! Too many spiders. They did show us a blowtorch, though," he added with a giggle. That part was pretty cool. And he had a funny feeling it was gonna be useful one day...he had no idea why.
"Cookies and kisses? Greedy," he teased, before nodding. "Yeah..you're right. I think as long as I have somebody with me...somebody I can trust, I'll be okay. If I have you, or Mimi, I'll be able to do it...probably...I'd try anyway."
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Mar 28, 2007 23:58:19 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Mar 28, 2007 23:58:19 GMT -5
Tommy bit back a giggle. The notion of Angel as a boy scout was just too...amusing. "Angel...oh my. My poor baby, Angel. I would have saved you from the spiders. At least all of them except daddy long legs. Those ones kinda freak me out cause they don't seem to be following the laws of gravity," Tommy said with a nod. Then he finally let out the laugh. "Angel...with a blow torch. Wow."
"I know what I want and I want Angel kisses and cookies," Tommy said with a nod. "You'll be ok. Even if you did it on your own...you won't have to but you'd be able to. I don't know if you realize how strong you are. It's there...I know it is."
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Mar 29, 2007 0:15:51 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Mar 29, 2007 0:15:51 GMT -5
"Oh yeah...they're nasty too," Angel agreed with a laugh. "Well...we'd ward em off together. Or hide in the van. Either or," he winked, nodding his head. "Yup, me with a blowtorch. Hard to believe, I know."
"I'll do better with you there though," Angel said quietly, kissing Tommy softly. If he had someone there, someone he could trust...he's be alright. He'd go through with it. He wouldn't change his mind. All he needed was a push.
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Mar 29, 2007 0:28:39 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Mar 29, 2007 0:28:39 GMT -5
"Yeah...with the legs that are like...hair thin," Tommy shivered at the thought. "We would. That would have been fun. Meeting you earlier. But then again I don't think I would last a day in the boy scouts. I'd like...put my patches on my butt or something and I would be considered unAmerican."He nodded with his eyes wide. "I hope you didn't hurt yourself or anyone."
"Then I'll be there," Tommy said kissing him back "I'll be your cheerleader...without the pom poms." He added with a smile and a wink.
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Mar 29, 2007 0:47:16 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Mar 29, 2007 0:47:16 GMT -5
Angel cracked up, letting his hand rub over his face. "Oh my god...it's true. I can see it," he said between giggles. "Those poor councellors...they wouldn't know what him them," he grinned, sighing softly as the giggles subsided. "Nope...it was cool, though. Worth the three months of spiders, swiss army knives and very annoying little boys."
"I know you will...couldn't ask for anything more," Angel said with a soft smile. He leaned up to kiss Tommy gently. "I'd like to see you with pom poms though."
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Mar 29, 2007 10:34:58 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Mar 29, 2007 10:34:58 GMT -5
Tommy laughed quietly just watching Angel giggle. There couldn't be anything cuter than him laughing. "Now I'm kinda wishes that I did. Just to keep those people on their toes." He nodded. "Really? You didn't seem to be too fond of it at first. But hey all in the name of using a blowtourch. I don't know if I'd let myself touch that. So you win there."
Tommy smiled and kissed Angel back. "Hmmm...well if that's what you like I'm sure I can find one. Sans the glue. I'll get the big ones."
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Mar 29, 2007 16:45:46 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Mar 29, 2007 16:45:46 GMT -5
"I wish you had too. Would've made it even more entertaining," he giggled, nodding his head. The mental images alone were priceless. If it'd actually happened...well actually, he wasn't entirely sure the councellors would all survive. "You'd be fine as long as you were careful. If I could do it, I'm pretty sure anybody can."
"I'd like that! Would you do a cheer too?" he asked excitedly, giggling lightly.
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Mar 29, 2007 17:52:52 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Mar 29, 2007 17:52:52 GMT -5
"I like to enteratin. Make life a little bit more interesting," Tommy admitted with a chuckle. "Really? Well if you have confidence in me...but I'm gonna stay away from the blowtorches unless they come to me. Then I'll ask you for decision." He giggled amazed that they were even having this decision.
"Um...give me A...give me a N...yeah I don't know much about the cheers. I could make it up as I go..." Tommy thought about it for a moment and then added, "Maybe even some extra running man moves..." He said with a deep smiled knowing that it was too fun to tease Angel about dance moves.
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Mar 29, 2007 21:38:35 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Mar 29, 2007 21:38:35 GMT -5
"You're good at it," Angel nodded his head, beaming up at Tommy. "I'll show you how should the need arise, hon. Course I never touched one without adult supervision, but...we'd figure it out. What's a few second degree burns to us, hm?" he asked with a small laugh. It was a little strange, how they were able to jump from one thing to the next. From Angel comforting Tommy, to Tommy's pranking abilities, to blow torches and boy scouts. They weren't connected by any sense of the word. But somehow it worked. Tommy could always put a smile on his face, even when he was trying to comfort him. Even after something terrible had happened, they were still able to make each other laugh. Angel figured that was a pretty great way to be.
Angel gave him an unamused look, all the while trying to hold back a giggle. A running man with pom poms...only Tommy could pull off something like that. "See, there goes that happy feeling. Right out the greenhouse window," he said in a monotone. Though the grin that was making itself known gave him away a bit.
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