Couch surfing! RP with cantbewithhim

[imthedeadone]

Fred leaned back on Ennis's couch and whined.  "I'm sleeping here tonight.  I am one hundred percent positive I will splinch myself if I go home."   He flopped his hands dramatically over his eyes.  "Repay the favor, etcetera, Ennis.  Plus I gave you brownies.  Birthday brownies!"

Junior had left a while ago, and the two of them had amused

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[cantbewithhim]

Fred was just lucky he hadn't said that aloud. Ennis pulled out a cigarette and lit it, sighing happily at the weather.

[imthedeadone]

"I don't have any pranks planned," Fred realized, speaking suddenly after a long silence. "That is really odd."

[cantbewithhim]

"Guess ya'd better get on that," he said, pushing his mare sideways to offer Fred a cigarette.

[imthedeadone]

"I know, right?" He grinned thankfully and took a cigarette. "Might just wait 'til next year, I guess. Seems weird to celebrate today at all without George around."

[cantbewithhim]

Ennis tossed Fred the book of matches with quite a bit of coordination. "Well, he'll be here soon 'nough, won' he?"

[imthedeadone]

With a bit less coordination, Fred fumbled but managed to catch the matches. "Yeah. Not sure when, but it'll probably just be whenever he and Cayden can hop over. Pretty sure she runs her own shop, too, so it's not like they need to," he paused to light his cigarette and take a long drag, attempting to keep a hold on the reins at the same time. "Make excuses or talk to their boss or anything."

[cantbewithhim]

"Ya only need to hold the reins with one hand, y'know," he pointed out helpfully, looping back around to start down the mountain.

[imthedeadone]

Fred wrinkled his nose, twisting the reins around one hand. "I'm -- okay, like this?" he mumbled around his cigarette, dangling from his lips.

[cantbewithhim]

"Sure." Oh, yes, Ennis was having fun. Uncharacteristic, but trufax.

[imthedeadone]

That was awesome. A happy Ennis was kind of -- well, brilliant. Look at him all smiling under his cowboy hat! Adorable. Fred grinned, shifting a bit in the saddle.

[cantbewithhim]

"What're ya lookin' at, cowboy?" he asked with a snort, taking a long drag as Missy stepped calmly over some brush.

[imthedeadone]

"Wait, I'm a cowboy now? Yes! Best birthday ever," Fred said. Fist pump!

[cantbewithhim]

"Well, accordin' ta yer Ma we need some cows fer you t'be a true cowboy. An' I don' see no cows out here."

[imthedeadone]

"Horseboy?" Fred frowned. "No, then I'd have to stare at the stars all night and be all mystically annoying. Bleh." What a conundrum.

[cantbewithhim]

"What're you on about?" Ennis never knew.

[imthedeadone]

Fred pretty rarely knew himself. But this time he did! "Centaurs. Of course."