Walk. Walk. Waddle. Waddle. OwO
I took a walk this morning. I first went to McDonald's Taft and had breakfast. I was a pig and did some contemplating on my life. Should I take up law? Where would I get money to study anyway? -_-; Maybe I'll just take voice lessons for now...
Then I walked briskly up until Planet Goks, pretending I was late for class. XD; Then I turned around because the construction was doing bad things to my lungs, I had a feeling. I then went around the St. Scho area and turned to go home. I perspired. XD It was great.
And the real reason for this post: SCENES! These are from the bestfriends!AU for Rhia and Azel that Sae Sae and I cooked up. I was restless yesterday and I just started writing. XD It was terrible. I had a hell of a time getting to sleep after lol.
"Cimber, it's Tuesday. What does that mean?"
"Hm... Do you mean something else or what I think you're thinking?"
"What am I thinking, Cimmy?"
"That it's Tuesday and it means that Saeran is going to be trying out the new dish he learned from cooking class yesterday."
"Very smart, Cimber. There's hope for you yet."
"Oh and that surely he would have lots of food to spare for well, us, yes?"
"Perfect. Absolutely perfect."
"Well, what can I say? I learned from, hm, the best?"
"Is that doubt in your tone, boy?"
"*laughs* Should I round them up?"
"Of course."
"But what about Arthur? You know he and Melina might have some plans..."
"Never hurts to ask. And it's not as if this isn't a weekly thing. He should know to keep his Tuesdays free."
"Well Melina is his fiancee..."
"So I'll call Rhia and Melina can come along. Come on, Cimber, get with the program. There's going to be a sumptuous dinner for us tonight. Just round 'em up."
"Aye aye Cap'n."
"Ashura."
"I'm busy."
"...Of course you are."
"Of course I am. It's Tuesday, second day of the week. It's the day when I actually start working."
"Right."
"Right. Now get off. If my boss catches me--"
"Later tonight at Saeran's. Dinner. You know you don't want to miss it."
"--7 right? Yep, I'll be there. Screw Anita."
"You wish."
"*sighs* No. Frankly she scares me. Now Aurore. She's another story--"
"Get back to work, Ashura."
"You'll get your day, Squirt."
"Now Cimber, this better be important..."
"It is! It's Tuesday dinner!"
"Which I would not have problem getting since I have a lovely fiancee who promises me dinner and so much more tonight... If I could come home early, so I suggest we cut this conversation short."
"Azazel said to bring Melina along to Saeran's. He said he'll bring Rhiannon."
"...Has he finally gotten his head out of his ass and asked the poor woman to marry him?"
"Now the day Azazel does that is the day all the other playboys get married. You know that."
"*sighs* Azazel is such a moron."
"So, are you coming?"
"...I'll ask Melina, but I promise you nothing."
"See you then~!"
"Hey Cimberball~!"
"Hey Ronan."
"You could be more enthusiastic! You're the one who called!"
"Yeah, yeah, hi, but I still have a couple of calls to make and you know, I do also have to work you know."
"Work, yeah. Sitting in your fancy office and signing stuff when they come in. I love your work, man."
"Anyway~"
"It's Tuesday~ You know I'll be there."
"Great and hey, you'll take care of Keefe for me right?"
"I'm way ahead of you, Young Padawan."
"Ronan."
"Hey Keefe~"
"What is this I hear from my secretary that all my evening appointments have been cancelled because I have a dinner meeting with a VIP. Namely Mr. Azazel Alastor and associates?"
"You're having dinner with us! It's Tuesday!"
"Ronan--"
"I'll see you there later, 'kay?"
"You--"
"Bye!"
"...I will end you."
"Rhiannon~"
"Yes?"
"Will you have dinner with me tonight?"
"...Oh no. You are not picking on the poor boy again. No, I will not be party to your nefarious plans. No."
"But Rhia~"
"Don't 'but Rhia' me, Alastor. It's mean and you know it."
"But then what would I do with my time?"
"Get a life?"
"Rhia~"
"No~"
"...He will have cake. You know you love Saeran's cake."
"..."
"What could it be tonight? Black forest? Devil Cake? Mango and cream?"
"..."
"Or maybe it would be strawberries and--"
"Okay! I'm going! I'm going!"
"You know I love you, Gorgeous."
"I hate you, Azazel."
"You know you don't mean that. I'll see you tonight."
"Yeah, yeah..."
"*click*"
"...Yeah, I love you too..."
And because I needed more sappiness...XD And I adore them, really
"Melina, darling--"
"It's Tuesday, Arthur. You should have told me."
"But you know I always spend Tuesdays with them--"
"Yes, love, and I don't mind, really. It's your time with them."
"But--"
"It's okay."
"...They said you could come along. If you wanted."
"Oh really? That's very nice of them, but wouldn't I be in the way?"
"Azazel's bringing his woman."
"Her name is Rhiannon, love."
"Azazel is such an idiot."
"So you've said many times, dear."
"I just don't understand him. Here is this wonderful woman who is right in front of him and he just..."
"Not all men are wonderful like you are, Arthur."
"...I love you, Melina."
"I know, Arthur, I love you too."
"...So I guess you're coming later."
"Yes. If it's all right with you and your friends."
"You will make the night more bearable than usual."
"You are so mean. They are your friends."
"And you're the love of my life."
"Arthur..."
Did I get everything? Let's go over the list again: chicken, potatoes, tomato paste, beans... Yep, I got it all covered. Wouldn't want to go back to the store. Timing means everything in preparation after all.
*presses the up button*
*sighs*
I swear, if Azazel shows up with his friends again, I'll shut the door in his face.
*gets into the elevator*
He can get dinner somewhere else. He can starve for all I care. Not as if he had it coming. Stupid, meddling--
"Oh wait! Please hold the elevator!"
Oh... My... God.
...
"Thank you so much."
...
"Eeeyy..."
She...
She's here.
HERE.
In the elevator.
WITH ME.
For the fifty-second time since I came into this apartment building.
Gael...
*door closes and stands quietly inside elevator*
...
Just a little peek. Don't care if my eyeballs hurt by doing it.
Oh...
She smells so nice... I never really figured out what that scent is...
Oop!
Don't lean to close!
*flails a bit, but then rights self*
Aha, that was what botched Elevator Encounter with Gael #18! She got freaked out because I was smelling her hair andandand--
Oh she smells so good...
*leans a little, just a bit*
Gael... You're so pretty. You have such a cute nose. Your eyes are just so, so blue you know... And your hair. It looks so soft. I want to...Could I get a lock of it? Just one? I swear I'll take care of it.
Pretty...
*straightens*
Saeran! Shut up and think of something good to say!
Anything!
Well, not anything. Remember Encounter #32?
"Why do people get so quiet inside elevators?"
That was terrible.
Azazel won't stop laughing over it for a week and the security guys kept on giving me pitying looks.
*frowns*
I swear someday they'll pay. Stupid idiots...
Happy thoughts!
*more pleasant expression on face*
I do not need a repeat of Encounter #5! Gael couldn't leave the elevator fast enough because of how hard I was frowning at the back of her head.
I swear she thinks I'm out to get her.
*sighs*
But Gael, I'm not a stalker. I don't want to kill you either. I just... I really think you're pretty and I want to get to know you. I just... I don't know how to show it to you. Much less tell you...
...
And it has to stop!
God, I'm pathetic! She's just a girl and I'm just going to tell her how I feel! It shouldn't be so hard! I just need to open my mouth! The words are there! I just need to say them and she needs to take it all in!
It's now or never!
I've got nothing to lose!
Here I go!
I'm going to do it!
"Ga--"
*elevator door opens*
"Ga..."
...
*elevator door closes*
"Ga..."
She's...
GONE.
...
"DAMMIT!"
*HEADWALL*
ENCOUNTER #52 FAILED
It was just his luck, really, Ashura thought rather grouchily as he eyed the two people in front of him in the elevator. It was also just his luck that the elevators in this apartment building took so long to get to where it should. And he was dying for a smoke. His mother said it would be the death of him, but right now he didn't care. He had to have his smoke, but the elevator was slow and his two elevator-mates made him want to start clawing at the walls.
The girl to his right was quiet and just waiting patiently for the elevator to get to the ground floor. She was calm and unhurried. She was just like any normal person riding an elevator.
The boy to his left, Saeran, was anything but. Sure, at first glance it looked like he didn't have any problem. He stood quietly. He didn't have any odd mannerisms. He looked totally relaxed, except that he was leaning just a LITTLE bit too much towards the right. Like he was trying to say something or smell the girl without her noticing.
Which he probably was, Ashura thought irritably as he rolled his eyes in disgust. Knowing the little freak.
Their annoyed voyeur focused his droll gaze on the girl again and the wheels in his head started to turn. This must be the girl Saeran had been panting after for forever. Well, ever since he started living in this apartment, anyway. Saeran had lived there for almost a year now and the girl, Gael, probably just had no idea she was the object of the little weirdo's affections.
Ashura thought it was all pretty pathetic really and it was all just adding to his irritable mood. When Ashura was irritated at something, he did the best he could to get rid of the source of his annoyance as quickly as possible.
Now if only this damned elevator would cooperate...
No one was happier than he when the elevator doors opened and no one was more shocked than his victims when he grabbed both youngsters by the shoulders and pulled them out of the elevator with him.
"Well!" He declared rather loudly, startling the girl more and making Saeran's shift his wide-eyed gaze to him. That and Ashura never deigned to manhandle people on a regular basis.
Sharp, gray eyes looked from one shell-shocked face to the other as Ashura grinned all-friendly-like and continued, "It was suffocating in there wasn't it?" Saeran's crush was supposed to respond, but their personal meddler decided he didn't care that she can speak. "Well for me it was and it was because of the two of you--" At this, the grin turned completely fake. "So let's get this over with shall we?"
Another fast maneuver from Ashura and he had their hands clasped together in a semblance of a handshake. The girl now looked like she was just very confused instead of scared. Ashura thought there was hope for her yet, unlike Saeran, who looked like he would have an orgasm just by holding the poor girl's hand. The boy needs to get laid. Fast.
"Gael." Ashura addressed the girl by her name and she looked very startled that he knew what it was. "This is Saeran."
He looked to Saeran and commanded. "Shake her hand Saeran."
The boy followed through quickly enough, Ashura was glad to note. Maybe there was some hope for him yet.
His two victims acknowledged each other rather awkwardly.
"H-hi..."
"Hello..." Her smile to Saeran was tentative, but at least she was smiling, not screaming. Ashura thought it was pretty good so far, if not a little sweet and nauseating.
Before he could start barfing out his delicious dinner, Ashura plodded on.
"Saeran has been wanting to ask you out since he first saw you." He thought he heard Saeran choke, but he decided to ignore it. Who said his opinion mattered at this point?
"Would you agree to go out with him? You know, even just for coffee in broad daylight? That wouldn't be so bad e?"
Saeran looked like he wanted to eat him, which was disgusting to the extreme. Or bite his head off, whichever came first. Meanwhile, the girl seemed to be recovering slowly from the whole surreal experience and was looking at Saeran carefully.
Ashura almost popped a blood vessel just watching her hesitate.
Come on! I said "coffee in broad daylight"! That is so not creepy!
"Well..." She began again, tentatively, her big blue eyes wavering between him and Saeran. Ashura sort of got her appeal. She was a cute little thing. "I suppose it would be okay..." And she had the most charming accent. Was that Irish?
And now Saeran looked like zombies had gone away with his brain. His eyes were huge, but rather blank as he stared at her and it looked like he would start drooling. Just wasted-looking, really. Then he started communicating. It was painful to watch.
"You...You w--" He was stuttering and wonder of wonders! He smiled, a little tilt of one side of his lips, but a smile nonetheless. "You would?"
Gael was all smiles now, shock and trauma forgotten. "Yes-"
"And my work here is done!" Ashura announced with flourish with a clap, startling them both. He then quickly pushed past them to get his smoke. It was as if he couldn't get away fast enough to escape their cooties. With a dramatic swish of his fashionable trench coat, he pushed the main doors of the apartment building open and vanished into the night.
His two sources of annoyance just looked after him as if he were a wayward whirlwind that passed them by. Or a demented fairy godmother on crack, whichever works. Then they went back to smiling at each other outside the elevator doors.
And that's my good deed for the day. Ashura thought to himself as he took a deep drag of his newly lighted cigarette. He was outside and peacefully making his way home. Finally, he was relaxed. With the help of the nicotine rush and the cool night air, he forgot all about his troubles and how he just helped start a really cute relationship between a shy sometimes-cook and his Irish cutie.
Then I walked briskly up until Planet Goks, pretending I was late for class. XD; Then I turned around because the construction was doing bad things to my lungs, I had a feeling. I then went around the St. Scho area and turned to go home. I perspired. XD It was great.
And the real reason for this post: SCENES! These are from the bestfriends!AU for Rhia and Azel that Sae Sae and I cooked up. I was restless yesterday and I just started writing. XD It was terrible. I had a hell of a time getting to sleep after lol.
"Cimber, it's Tuesday. What does that mean?"
"Hm... Do you mean something else or what I think you're thinking?"
"What am I thinking, Cimmy?"
"That it's Tuesday and it means that Saeran is going to be trying out the new dish he learned from cooking class yesterday."
"Very smart, Cimber. There's hope for you yet."
"Oh and that surely he would have lots of food to spare for well, us, yes?"
"Perfect. Absolutely perfect."
"Well, what can I say? I learned from, hm, the best?"
"Is that doubt in your tone, boy?"
"*laughs* Should I round them up?"
"Of course."
"But what about Arthur? You know he and Melina might have some plans..."
"Never hurts to ask. And it's not as if this isn't a weekly thing. He should know to keep his Tuesdays free."
"Well Melina is his fiancee..."
"So I'll call Rhia and Melina can come along. Come on, Cimber, get with the program. There's going to be a sumptuous dinner for us tonight. Just round 'em up."
"Aye aye Cap'n."
"Ashura."
"I'm busy."
"...Of course you are."
"Of course I am. It's Tuesday, second day of the week. It's the day when I actually start working."
"Right."
"Right. Now get off. If my boss catches me--"
"Later tonight at Saeran's. Dinner. You know you don't want to miss it."
"--7 right? Yep, I'll be there. Screw Anita."
"You wish."
"*sighs* No. Frankly she scares me. Now Aurore. She's another story--"
"Get back to work, Ashura."
"You'll get your day, Squirt."
"Now Cimber, this better be important..."
"It is! It's Tuesday dinner!"
"Which I would not have problem getting since I have a lovely fiancee who promises me dinner and so much more tonight... If I could come home early, so I suggest we cut this conversation short."
"Azazel said to bring Melina along to Saeran's. He said he'll bring Rhiannon."
"...Has he finally gotten his head out of his ass and asked the poor woman to marry him?"
"Now the day Azazel does that is the day all the other playboys get married. You know that."
"*sighs* Azazel is such a moron."
"So, are you coming?"
"...I'll ask Melina, but I promise you nothing."
"See you then~!"
"Hey Cimberball~!"
"Hey Ronan."
"You could be more enthusiastic! You're the one who called!"
"Yeah, yeah, hi, but I still have a couple of calls to make and you know, I do also have to work you know."
"Work, yeah. Sitting in your fancy office and signing stuff when they come in. I love your work, man."
"Anyway~"
"It's Tuesday~ You know I'll be there."
"Great and hey, you'll take care of Keefe for me right?"
"I'm way ahead of you, Young Padawan."
"Ronan."
"Hey Keefe~"
"What is this I hear from my secretary that all my evening appointments have been cancelled because I have a dinner meeting with a VIP. Namely Mr. Azazel Alastor and associates?"
"You're having dinner with us! It's Tuesday!"
"Ronan--"
"I'll see you there later, 'kay?"
"You--"
"Bye!"
"...I will end you."
"Rhiannon~"
"Yes?"
"Will you have dinner with me tonight?"
"...Oh no. You are not picking on the poor boy again. No, I will not be party to your nefarious plans. No."
"But Rhia~"
"Don't 'but Rhia' me, Alastor. It's mean and you know it."
"But then what would I do with my time?"
"Get a life?"
"Rhia~"
"No~"
"...He will have cake. You know you love Saeran's cake."
"..."
"What could it be tonight? Black forest? Devil Cake? Mango and cream?"
"..."
"Or maybe it would be strawberries and--"
"Okay! I'm going! I'm going!"
"You know I love you, Gorgeous."
"I hate you, Azazel."
"You know you don't mean that. I'll see you tonight."
"Yeah, yeah..."
"*click*"
"...Yeah, I love you too..."
And because I needed more sappiness...XD And I adore them, really
"Melina, darling--"
"It's Tuesday, Arthur. You should have told me."
"But you know I always spend Tuesdays with them--"
"Yes, love, and I don't mind, really. It's your time with them."
"But--"
"It's okay."
"...They said you could come along. If you wanted."
"Oh really? That's very nice of them, but wouldn't I be in the way?"
"Azazel's bringing his woman."
"Her name is Rhiannon, love."
"Azazel is such an idiot."
"So you've said many times, dear."
"I just don't understand him. Here is this wonderful woman who is right in front of him and he just..."
"Not all men are wonderful like you are, Arthur."
"...I love you, Melina."
"I know, Arthur, I love you too."
"...So I guess you're coming later."
"Yes. If it's all right with you and your friends."
"You will make the night more bearable than usual."
"You are so mean. They are your friends."
"And you're the love of my life."
"Arthur..."
Did I get everything? Let's go over the list again: chicken, potatoes, tomato paste, beans... Yep, I got it all covered. Wouldn't want to go back to the store. Timing means everything in preparation after all.
*presses the up button*
*sighs*
I swear, if Azazel shows up with his friends again, I'll shut the door in his face.
*gets into the elevator*
He can get dinner somewhere else. He can starve for all I care. Not as if he had it coming. Stupid, meddling--
"Oh wait! Please hold the elevator!"
Oh... My... God.
...
"Thank you so much."
...
"Eeeyy..."
She...
She's here.
HERE.
In the elevator.
WITH ME.
For the fifty-second time since I came into this apartment building.
Gael...
*door closes and stands quietly inside elevator*
...
Just a little peek. Don't care if my eyeballs hurt by doing it.
Oh...
She smells so nice... I never really figured out what that scent is...
Oop!
Don't lean to close!
*flails a bit, but then rights self*
Aha, that was what botched Elevator Encounter with Gael #18! She got freaked out because I was smelling her hair andandand--
Oh she smells so good...
*leans a little, just a bit*
Gael... You're so pretty. You have such a cute nose. Your eyes are just so, so blue you know... And your hair. It looks so soft. I want to...Could I get a lock of it? Just one? I swear I'll take care of it.
Pretty...
*straightens*
Saeran! Shut up and think of something good to say!
Anything!
Well, not anything. Remember Encounter #32?
"Why do people get so quiet inside elevators?"
That was terrible.
Azazel won't stop laughing over it for a week and the security guys kept on giving me pitying looks.
*frowns*
I swear someday they'll pay. Stupid idiots...
Happy thoughts!
*more pleasant expression on face*
I do not need a repeat of Encounter #5! Gael couldn't leave the elevator fast enough because of how hard I was frowning at the back of her head.
I swear she thinks I'm out to get her.
*sighs*
But Gael, I'm not a stalker. I don't want to kill you either. I just... I really think you're pretty and I want to get to know you. I just... I don't know how to show it to you. Much less tell you...
...
And it has to stop!
God, I'm pathetic! She's just a girl and I'm just going to tell her how I feel! It shouldn't be so hard! I just need to open my mouth! The words are there! I just need to say them and she needs to take it all in!
It's now or never!
I've got nothing to lose!
Here I go!
I'm going to do it!
"Ga--"
*elevator door opens*
"Ga..."
...
*elevator door closes*
"Ga..."
She's...
GONE.
...
"DAMMIT!"
*HEADWALL*
ENCOUNTER #52 FAILED
It was just his luck, really, Ashura thought rather grouchily as he eyed the two people in front of him in the elevator. It was also just his luck that the elevators in this apartment building took so long to get to where it should. And he was dying for a smoke. His mother said it would be the death of him, but right now he didn't care. He had to have his smoke, but the elevator was slow and his two elevator-mates made him want to start clawing at the walls.
The girl to his right was quiet and just waiting patiently for the elevator to get to the ground floor. She was calm and unhurried. She was just like any normal person riding an elevator.
The boy to his left, Saeran, was anything but. Sure, at first glance it looked like he didn't have any problem. He stood quietly. He didn't have any odd mannerisms. He looked totally relaxed, except that he was leaning just a LITTLE bit too much towards the right. Like he was trying to say something or smell the girl without her noticing.
Which he probably was, Ashura thought irritably as he rolled his eyes in disgust. Knowing the little freak.
Their annoyed voyeur focused his droll gaze on the girl again and the wheels in his head started to turn. This must be the girl Saeran had been panting after for forever. Well, ever since he started living in this apartment, anyway. Saeran had lived there for almost a year now and the girl, Gael, probably just had no idea she was the object of the little weirdo's affections.
Ashura thought it was all pretty pathetic really and it was all just adding to his irritable mood. When Ashura was irritated at something, he did the best he could to get rid of the source of his annoyance as quickly as possible.
Now if only this damned elevator would cooperate...
No one was happier than he when the elevator doors opened and no one was more shocked than his victims when he grabbed both youngsters by the shoulders and pulled them out of the elevator with him.
"Well!" He declared rather loudly, startling the girl more and making Saeran's shift his wide-eyed gaze to him. That and Ashura never deigned to manhandle people on a regular basis.
Sharp, gray eyes looked from one shell-shocked face to the other as Ashura grinned all-friendly-like and continued, "It was suffocating in there wasn't it?" Saeran's crush was supposed to respond, but their personal meddler decided he didn't care that she can speak. "Well for me it was and it was because of the two of you--" At this, the grin turned completely fake. "So let's get this over with shall we?"
Another fast maneuver from Ashura and he had their hands clasped together in a semblance of a handshake. The girl now looked like she was just very confused instead of scared. Ashura thought there was hope for her yet, unlike Saeran, who looked like he would have an orgasm just by holding the poor girl's hand. The boy needs to get laid. Fast.
"Gael." Ashura addressed the girl by her name and she looked very startled that he knew what it was. "This is Saeran."
He looked to Saeran and commanded. "Shake her hand Saeran."
The boy followed through quickly enough, Ashura was glad to note. Maybe there was some hope for him yet.
His two victims acknowledged each other rather awkwardly.
"H-hi..."
"Hello..." Her smile to Saeran was tentative, but at least she was smiling, not screaming. Ashura thought it was pretty good so far, if not a little sweet and nauseating.
Before he could start barfing out his delicious dinner, Ashura plodded on.
"Saeran has been wanting to ask you out since he first saw you." He thought he heard Saeran choke, but he decided to ignore it. Who said his opinion mattered at this point?
"Would you agree to go out with him? You know, even just for coffee in broad daylight? That wouldn't be so bad e?"
Saeran looked like he wanted to eat him, which was disgusting to the extreme. Or bite his head off, whichever came first. Meanwhile, the girl seemed to be recovering slowly from the whole surreal experience and was looking at Saeran carefully.
Ashura almost popped a blood vessel just watching her hesitate.
Come on! I said "coffee in broad daylight"! That is so not creepy!
"Well..." She began again, tentatively, her big blue eyes wavering between him and Saeran. Ashura sort of got her appeal. She was a cute little thing. "I suppose it would be okay..." And she had the most charming accent. Was that Irish?
And now Saeran looked like zombies had gone away with his brain. His eyes were huge, but rather blank as he stared at her and it looked like he would start drooling. Just wasted-looking, really. Then he started communicating. It was painful to watch.
"You...You w--" He was stuttering and wonder of wonders! He smiled, a little tilt of one side of his lips, but a smile nonetheless. "You would?"
Gael was all smiles now, shock and trauma forgotten. "Yes-"
"And my work here is done!" Ashura announced with flourish with a clap, startling them both. He then quickly pushed past them to get his smoke. It was as if he couldn't get away fast enough to escape their cooties. With a dramatic swish of his fashionable trench coat, he pushed the main doors of the apartment building open and vanished into the night.
His two sources of annoyance just looked after him as if he were a wayward whirlwind that passed them by. Or a demented fairy godmother on crack, whichever works. Then they went back to smiling at each other outside the elevator doors.
And that's my good deed for the day. Ashura thought to himself as he took a deep drag of his newly lighted cigarette. He was outside and peacefully making his way home. Finally, he was relaxed. With the help of the nicotine rush and the cool night air, he forgot all about his troubles and how he just helped start a really cute relationship between a shy sometimes-cook and his Irish cutie.