Post by Sparky Cobalt on Oct 22, 2010 19:30:34 GMT -5
Sparky looked at Orca, wide eyed. His stutter was gone?!
"It i.. It.. It is?"
No, no it wasn't.
Sparky blushed as he felt dumb. The stutter only came back because of the surprise, he swore. Well, he didn't actually swear, that would be rude and possibly offend Tits over there!
"I'm sorry." He apologized for his stutter, and continued. "I, uh, I missed you too!"
He took another coffee dipped bite.
"Oh, uh, well okay" He swallowed. "One is actually for you and I actually just forgot to tell you."
He swallowed harder, like he had food stuck in his throat.
"Sorry."
And then Orca dropped... the bomb.
"We should go back to Africa sometime. Like vacay, or something."
"We should go back to Africa."
"Africa."
"A-... Africa?" He racked his brain for a time when he'd gone to Africa with Orca. No, that'd never happened, he'd only gone with his long-missing Teagan II. In fact, it seemed, the more he saw of Orca (the last month or two an exception), the less he saw of Teagan the Second and vice versa. Ignore the fact that he didn't know what 'vacay' meant, when had he gone to Africa with Orca?!
Unless...
Unless Orca... was Teagan II.
...
....
Sparky couldn't help it, he laughed.
"S-sorry," He said, after he laughed for a sec. "I just... I honestly thought that you could be my d-dog or something. But uh, we uh, didn't go to Africa?"
Well, shit. He was a goddamn idiot. Good thing Sparky was one, too.
"Maybe I aaaam Teagan th' Second," he said slyly, taking a sip of his drink and pretending to be suave. "Maybe I c'n, like, change back an' forth an' I do it 'cause I'm actually your crazy stalker 'n shit."
Africa. Hmm.
"Oh. We didn't?" A pause as he took a bite from his biscotti-cracker-thing. Yuch. He'd been hoping for, I don't know, a chocolate filling at the least, but he quickly scarfed the rest of it, so as not to hurt Sparky's feelings. "Huh. Okay." He didn't feel like making up any more stories, so all Sparky got was an extremely vague agreement. Good thing it was Sparky and not like, anyone normal who might've pressed the subject.
He played with his hair, and filled the silence by brushing all the crumbs he'd made from eating the biscotti into a little pile, which he playfully flicked Sparky's way. That way, not only was Orca's side clean but Sparky'd get the blame and the dirty look from the busser whenever they came over to clean up! It was a win-win, for him, anyway.
"Well, if we haven't gone, we should go. Sounds waaarm. How is your dog by the way?"
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Oct 23, 2010 13:01:18 GMT -5
Sparky grinned as Orca talked.
"Yeah, if you're Teagan the Second, then I'm a good teacher." It was a lighthearted joke, at the expense of himself, but that was just how he rolled. He didn't think anything weird about it, it was just how he was.
"Yep. We didn't." He blinked, waiting for Orca to keep talking about it, but he didn't, so he dropped it, much like it was hot. Besides, he didn't really want to know just who Orca had been to Africa with. Not that he'd be jealous, or anything.
"Yeah, it was warm." So maybe he hadn't gone after all! Was he confusing the location, along with the person? Hm.
Sparky smiled, feeling a lot more lighthearted and happy than he had in a long while. He didn't have many friends, and lacking even one had been a big stress upon his life. Small comforts, or something.
"My dog is..." And then his face fell. "Do you remember my flyers?" Maybe he shouldn't have mentioned that night. He winced. "Well uh, no one has answered. So I guess..."
He swallowed hard, like it was okay.
"Maybe she's gone. Hopefully she is happy." Sparky nodded. It was his idea of good ownership that if a pet wanted to leave, then it should be able to leave. It'd be fine, after all, Sparky had found it in the wild, after all. He was just worried the massive pink dress she'd been wearing when she'd disappeared would hinder her movements. She'd probably torn it off by now, though. Ah well. Such was a dog's life.
Orca coughed, suppressing a laugh. Seriously, Sparky? It was his fault, really. He just hadn't had the time to spare lately. Or the patience. As Teagan II, he had to indulge Sparky's slightly worrying obsession of dressing him up in girly clothes that generally weren't even made for dogs. I mean, when he walked around with those big poofy dresses, they dragged on the ground and his paws stepped on them and usually he either tripped or the dress ripped, and either way Sparky got sad.
It was exhausting.
But still fun?
"No, no," he reassured the boy, scooting his chair closer to pat Sparky on the shoulder. "Teagan II is fine! I saw hi- her just the other day." He put on a serious face. "I think she was looking for you. Plus, she's so smart, right? So like, maybe people did see your fliers, and they tried to catch her but she just got away 'cause it wasn't you!"
He should feel bad, he really should, lying out his ass like this to his crush best friend, but what was that saying? A little white lie never hurt? Something like that. He just didn't want Sparky to be sad anymore, 'cause it made him sad. And Orca didn't like to be sad.
It came to him, quite randomly, that he actually didn't know Sparky that well. Sure they hung out all the time, sure they'd gotten drunk that one time together -- oh god why did that always come up -- but like, he didn't know him. He knew little to none about Sparky's past, or even just about Sparky himself.
He knew how to fix that.
"Spark!" the word came out almost like a bark. He leaned in, invading the boy's personal space, teal eyes bright. "Wanna go on a date with me?"
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Oct 24, 2010 14:37:02 GMT -5
Sparky's jaw dropped a little as he intently paid attention to what Orca was saying. The other boy had seen Teagan II?! That meant she was still around! And she was looking for him?! He should get up, right now, right now, and go looking. Poor dog, she must have been looking everywhere for him! Maybe there was a charm on the school or something that screwed up natural animal senses, making it hard for them to find their owners or even their homes! That was dangerous, did Talon now know how many students, and even the teachers, had pets? Who would know who was who if they had like, four different cats who didn't know who their owners were that were pure black? It'd be a disaster!
Shit!
But Orca was still talking. Sparky settled down so he could listen, like a proper lady. Or, well, you know. Not a lady, but still proper. Like a gentleman.
And then bam!
"Spark! Wanna go on a date with me?"
The world stopped, and Sparky spluttered, barely stopping himself from coughing biscotti chunks all over Orca's pretty little face.
A date?
Like, with candles? And fancy dinners, and crazy italian waiters and kisses and wine and awkward conversations about vibrators and friggin' baguettes?!
Sparky went near catatonic.
Did he want to go on a "date" with Orca?
Yeah, sure, sure he did.
Should he?
Traumatic past experiences that won't be mentioned here aside, he cleared his throat, trying to play it cool. Nevermind that he'd just turned to stone for about a minute, maybe two.
"I, uh, sure. Wh-wh-when, I mean, uh, where, ah..."
At his oh so tactfully worded request, Sparky's face went blank. There was a long moment where neither said a word. Orca shifted, confidence fading. Was this Sparky's way of saying 'no'? Then: a stuttered string of babbled words.
"Okay."
Orca grinned, victorious.
"Good. Next time you're in town, I'll find you and we'll go. Casual dress; it'll be fun! 'Kay?"
Quick as a flash, the lycan grabbed Sparky in a hug, then pulled back, one hand snatching up his shake, the other grabbing up the cat, who had by now fallen asleep.
He sauntered toward the door, calling a lazy, "See yaaaa," over his shoulder at the boy.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Oct 24, 2010 15:28:26 GMT -5
What had he just done. Casual dress? Oh no! Did that mean physical activities? Shit. What was he gonna do? Before he could hyperventilate, Orca had excused himself, grabbed his drink, cat, and left.
Dang.
That was one smooth man.
Not that Sparky had felt his skin, no, the other smooth.
Sparky stared at his little table for a few minutes, thinking over the upcoming 'date'. It was odd. He'd just agreed to a date with a man.
That didn't make any damn sense.
Sighing, he left a sickle as tip (for Tits, who he hoped would appreciate it) and made his way out as well, cautiously choosing the opposite direction to walk to as Orca because he didn't want to end up running into him after they'd said goodbye.
This, of course, led to him walking the complete opposite direction that he'd initially wanted to, but no matter.
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