Stranger Than You Dreamt It [5/?]
anonymous
September 25 2011, 04:18:25 UTC
"Back in a bit. Just gonna grab something to eat."
"…oh." Tavros tilts his head like the thought hadn't even occurred to him, and he slowly unwinds his limbs from around Dave's body. He looks…small. And kind of pathetic, Dave thinks, sitting naked on the floor with his crumpled wings spilling down his back. As pathetic as a troll with horns and fangs and claws can be, anyway.
Dave gets up stiffly, not missing the way Tavros' eyes follow him as he leaves, and it really doesn't take that long to use the bathroom and get to the kitchen. Rose is already in there, and her gaze is steady upon him. He remembers that he hasn't changed and is covered in green ooze. Shrugging it off, he walks up next to her and waits for her to finish with the alchemizer.
"Why did we need to make a kitchen anyway? Kinda stupid, when all we use is the alchemizer."
"It's like a little bit of home." Rose answers without missing a beat, and Dave leans forward onto the table, dropping to his elbows.
"Think you could make me a sandwich? Since you're already in the kitchen and all." He knows he doesn't even have to explain the irony of the request to his slime sister.
"Make your own." She steps aside and tilts her head as he slides over. "How are you feeling?"
"Gross."
"And?"
"Weirded out."
"How do you think Tavros is feeling?"
Dave pauses.
"I don't think he knows what's going on any more than you do."
"Now you make it sound like I'm blaming him for turning into a beautiful butterfly or whatever."
Rose sighs. "No, Dave. But for whatever reason, it seems like he doesn't want to be around anyone but you, right now. Maybe it's because you're the person who has been there for him this entire time. Maybe he's feeling vulnerable and alone."
"You think his whole personality's different, now?"
"Dave, he's always been at the bottom of the food chain. He's of a very low class. And now he has yet another thing that's making him different. It could also be that he has some sort of hatchling mentality, seeing as how he did just hatch, so to speak."
"So, I'm like his mother?" Dave alchemizes another set of clothes for himself and some towels while he decides what he wants to eat.
"No. I just think…he needs a friend right now. Maybe you should go back to him."
"Was just leavin'." Dave grabs his plate of sandwiches (that he alchemized himself) and wanders back to Tavros' room, wondering if the troll really does see him as a parent now. Do troll hatchlings imprint? (Do trolls even hatch, normally?) Is he going to go through life now with Tavros trailing along after him like a duckling?
Tavros hasn't moved since Dave left, and as soon as the door opens and Tavros sees who it is, he gives Dave the sweetest smile, and that's kind of cute.
"Hey, bro. You doin' okay? I brought food, if you want any."
"No, thank you. I'm not, hungry."
"And the first question?"
"I, uh…" Tavros shifts. "This is, really weird. I'm not… I don't, know what…"
"You and everyone else here." Dave drops to the floor in front of him, clothes and linens beside him, not missing the way that Tavros sways forward before halting suddenly. The coolkid takes a bite of another sandwich and, in a nod to Rose, asks, "What're you feeling?"
Tavros shifts, rolling his shoulders, and he glances only briefly up at Dave before looking away again.
"Spit it out, Tavbro. Emote, or whatever. We've already had naked gooey cuddle time. I think we're there."
"I want you."
Dave almost chokes on his sandwich, and Tavros quickly backpedals.
"I didn't mean… I, um, I… I just… Can I…" There's a brownish blush high on his cheeks, and he looks like he's curling in on himself.
Dave sighs and puts his sandwich down, opening his arms. "Come on, Tavbro."
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Re: Stranger Than You Dreamt It [5/?]siadeaSeptember 26 2011, 12:36:28 UTC
Oh, Rose. Rose, I love you SO MUCH. "How do you think Tavros is feeling?" And the observation that Tavros wants Dave there because Dave was there for him throughout the whole mess - I mean, just, awww. And oh god, yes, Tavros just really needs a hug right now. (And, in true Tavros fashion, asks for one in THE most awkward way possible.)
Is it horribly prurient to note that I'm kind of intrigued by the earlier remark about no visible genitalia? Am I being completely ridiculous by asking if I'm being prurient in a kink meme request? ...probably. Oh well!
"…oh." Tavros tilts his head like the thought hadn't even occurred to him, and he slowly unwinds his limbs from around Dave's body. He looks…small. And kind of pathetic, Dave thinks, sitting naked on the floor with his crumpled wings spilling down his back. As pathetic as a troll with horns and fangs and claws can be, anyway.
Dave gets up stiffly, not missing the way Tavros' eyes follow him as he leaves, and it really doesn't take that long to use the bathroom and get to the kitchen. Rose is already in there, and her gaze is steady upon him. He remembers that he hasn't changed and is covered in green ooze. Shrugging it off, he walks up next to her and waits for her to finish with the alchemizer.
"Why did we need to make a kitchen anyway? Kinda stupid, when all we use is the alchemizer."
"It's like a little bit of home." Rose answers without missing a beat, and Dave leans forward onto the table, dropping to his elbows.
"Think you could make me a sandwich? Since you're already in the kitchen and all." He knows he doesn't even have to explain the irony of the request to his slime sister.
"Make your own." She steps aside and tilts her head as he slides over. "How are you feeling?"
"Gross."
"And?"
"Weirded out."
"How do you think Tavros is feeling?"
Dave pauses.
"I don't think he knows what's going on any more than you do."
"Now you make it sound like I'm blaming him for turning into a beautiful butterfly or whatever."
Rose sighs. "No, Dave. But for whatever reason, it seems like he doesn't want to be around anyone but you, right now. Maybe it's because you're the person who has been there for him this entire time. Maybe he's feeling vulnerable and alone."
"You think his whole personality's different, now?"
"Dave, he's always been at the bottom of the food chain. He's of a very low class. And now he has yet another thing that's making him different. It could also be that he has some sort of hatchling mentality, seeing as how he did just hatch, so to speak."
"So, I'm like his mother?" Dave alchemizes another set of clothes for himself and some towels while he decides what he wants to eat.
"No. I just think…he needs a friend right now. Maybe you should go back to him."
"Was just leavin'." Dave grabs his plate of sandwiches (that he alchemized himself) and wanders back to Tavros' room, wondering if the troll really does see him as a parent now. Do troll hatchlings imprint? (Do trolls even hatch, normally?) Is he going to go through life now with Tavros trailing along after him like a duckling?
Tavros hasn't moved since Dave left, and as soon as the door opens and Tavros sees who it is, he gives Dave the sweetest smile, and that's kind of cute.
"Hey, bro. You doin' okay? I brought food, if you want any."
"No, thank you. I'm not, hungry."
"And the first question?"
"I, uh…" Tavros shifts. "This is, really weird. I'm not… I don't, know what…"
"You and everyone else here." Dave drops to the floor in front of him, clothes and linens beside him, not missing the way that Tavros sways forward before halting suddenly. The coolkid takes a bite of another sandwich and, in a nod to Rose, asks, "What're you feeling?"
Tavros shifts, rolling his shoulders, and he glances only briefly up at Dave before looking away again.
"Spit it out, Tavbro. Emote, or whatever. We've already had naked gooey cuddle time. I think we're there."
"I want you."
Dave almost chokes on his sandwich, and Tavros quickly backpedals.
"I didn't mean… I, um, I… I just… Can I…" There's a brownish blush high on his cheeks, and he looks like he's curling in on himself.
Dave sighs and puts his sandwich down, opening his arms. "Come on, Tavbro."
Thank you guys so much for your awesome comments! ♥
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Is it horribly prurient to note that I'm kind of intrigued by the earlier remark about no visible genitalia? Am I being completely ridiculous by asking if I'm being prurient in a kink meme request? ...probably. Oh well!
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Haha! I'm using my personal headcanon for that, and, well...could be that Dave's cursory glance just wasn't thorough, enough~
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