JD is currently in the cupboards of the cafeteria. There's a box on the ground next to him filled with forks.
One wouldn't think there'd be this many forks in one kitchen, but apparently they are overstocked on silverware.
He keeps coming across more forks on his search for the other materials he needs. Namely a box of spaghetti noodles, Prego
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"So... you're either gathering supplies for some sort of weird modern art, or... Yeah, that's all I've got."
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JD pulls his head out of the cupboard and turns around.
"No, not it, but very good guess." He throws the box of spaghetti he found into the bigger fork-holding box. "I am gathering supplies, but I'm no good with art. It's more of a..." JD tilts his head to the side. Descriptor word. Descriptor-. "Romantic thing."
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"Woo? God, I love that word. It's fun." He stands up, surveying the cupboards on the other side that he hasn't searched through yet and trying to think about the best way to go about this. "But, uh, no. I'm not wooing anyone." Another goofy grin at the word use-age. "It's not for me. Y'see... I'm trying to save a threesome."
Eeny, Meanie, Miney, Moe... Point, point, point, point.
Perfect way to choose which cupboard to search through next, JD. Really.
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"You're trying to - wait, hold up. I'm confused."
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JD abandons the cupboard picking for now.
He'd much rather explain the glorious threesome. The club needs more members now, anyway.
"Oh! Have you read your journal? I mean, really read it?" Right, because the only reason you're the only person to notice the threesome action is because no one else is reading it right. Sure.
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"Uh... no? What am I supposed to be reading there?"
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Apologies Nate. JD has incredible trouble staying focused long enough to make much sense.
"Okay. So the OT3 is made up of Martha Jones, Desmond Descant, and the Doctor. Do you know... any of them?" If not, he'll happily provide descriptions. Note those descriptions will be very biased, but... they will be descriptions.
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"I know Martha, yeah." She's one of the few people he and Mat regularly spoke to, and Mat has this huge crush on her - he definitely knows Martha. "I don't think I've met the other two."
He's certain he hasn't met them, but that's just because he doesn't meet a lot of people willingly. Now that he doesn't have that reason anymore, he's meeting more people, but it's a process.
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JD grins, glances at the box by his feet, and then shakes his head, smile quickly fading away. "Well, it's harder now, because of what... happened. Which is why I'm collecting all the forks."
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Nate grins and leans forward, glancing from the forks to JD's face again. "But you still haven't explained where the forks come in."
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He leans back against the cupboards behind him.
"Have you ever seen Lady and the Tramp?"
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Nate pauses a moment. Yes, many times. He doesn't want to admit that either, but he decides he can pass it off as that having been when he was a kid.
"Yeah...?" He stops. "Oh, you're kidding."
Yeah, he got that much too quickly.
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JD smiles, glad he doesn't have to explain it any further.
"...no? Well. Not really. But I ran out of ideas. I need them all together in a room in some kind of romantic setting. It's the only way I can think to make them realize, unless I ran up to each of them smacking them in the forehead with a journal, yelling, JUST GET TOGETHER ALREADY, before I run off into the darkness... and I just don't think that'll do any good and this is much more romantic."
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...Was that flirting? No, that wasn't flirting. Moving on.
"You think a candlelit spaghetti dinner with no forks is going to fix all their problems? ...And how's that supposed to work with three people?"
That's right, Nate. Shoot holes in JD's master plan.
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"I'll take that as a compliment."
He opens his mouth at the shooting of the holes in his plan. And for a second he can't even come up with anything to say in response.
"Not fix their problems, but at least get them in the same room and thinking about where the hell it all came from instead of, ya know, the other stuff. Then, at least, it'll keep them from not... being a them, anymore? They're having a hard time of it on their own... so. I feel like I have to do something."
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