Time Warp for good old fashioned shenanigans
WHO: Kai, Søren, Sindre and Valdi
WHEN: Last Friday night, October 15th
WHERE: Sindre's Apartment
WHAT: Kai decides after much debate to follow Søren down the trellis to Sindre and Valdi's apartment. The usual Danish hijinks and chaos ensues, and an unexpected declaration of love?
RATING: PG-13, since it's the Danes. Rampant cursing is used.
Oh, he'd show that fucking Søren Nielsen.
The two had been squabbling upstairs for the last several hours over a highly important, sensitive subject: whether or not Disney's representation of “The Little Mermaid” was an apt tribute to their own sad tale of the sea maiden who became part of the misted air. Neither really aligned with Disney's portrayal, but also, each had their own bone to pick. Søren insisted that the story was better left simply put with Mr. Andersen's words, whereas Kai felt that in modern society it was better to twist the tale to inspire hope in a world that was quite well bled dry.
Well, that made Søren tell Kai that he was a dumbass, he needed a haircut to get rid of that ”fucking stupid as hell purple bullshit”, and that Mr. Andersen would be ashamed to call him Danish. In retort, Kai told Søren to get the dildo out of his ass and man the fuck up. The two wrestled, a shirt might have been ripped, Danish insults yelled at the tops of lungs (though none of them were meant), and a Christianian flag could have been scribbled crudely on someone's arm with an old faded sharpie marker. And they would have continued--
But then Søren's cell began to ring with the familiar sound of a text message received. It was Sindre.
And Søren was gone just like that, leaving Kai sitting in the middle of the oversized bed.
Now, he had been told that the apartment was mostly his to roam and plunder (with the exception of doing any metallurgy or weed smoking indoors) but one thing, one small, generally un-noteworthy thing was off limits to him: using the trellis. Kai was not allowed to in any way, shape or form follow Søren down or even use the damn thing to get down to Sindre's apartment. And it wasn't that Kai even wanted to scale the building and have a split second chance of falling to his demise; but because Søren made a rule about it - that is what drove him up the wall.
After retrieving a fresh shirt he padded out to the living room to meet eye to eye with this forbidden creature on the balcony, a wary glance tossed first to the chairtergeist that in recent days had been chained to the bars to keep it from.. well, chairtergeisting and scaring them shitless. He peered over the ledge to see how far down it was from there to the ground - Not so bad, he thought. And it seemed fairly sturdy when he gave it small shake between a firm grip. And Søren did just bail in the middle of their fight.
Yeah, he was going to get called 'Claus' for this one, but. Søren genuinely had it coming.
The trellis was scaled with little effort other than a few momentary pauses and internal whimpers of 'Jeg har tænkt mig at dø, jeg har tænkt mig at dø'. Once on the relative safety of Sindre's balcony Kai glanced all around to make sure the coast was clear, then popped the door handle as quietly as he might to enter the apartment and try to find them.
… And then he realized just why he wasn't allowed to use the trellis, since apparently the balcony was attached to Sindre's room.
“Whoa, look at all the cool Norwegian shit!” Kai silently exclaimed, eyes lighting up like a kid in a toy store during a Christmas sale rush. “And some Swedish shit, too.. Man, this is like a museum!”
It was easily said about Kai Søndergård that he lacked two very important things: a verbal filter, and respect to ones privacy. He took his precious time scouring the room from top to bottom, not looking for anything important - just browsing. Just trying to figure out this Sindre character a little bit more. He was the most important person in his older cousin's life after all.
WHEN: Last Friday night, October 15th
WHERE: Sindre's Apartment
WHAT: Kai decides after much debate to follow Søren down the trellis to Sindre and Valdi's apartment. The usual Danish hijinks and chaos ensues, and an unexpected declaration of love?
RATING: PG-13, since it's the Danes. Rampant cursing is used.
Oh, he'd show that fucking Søren Nielsen.
The two had been squabbling upstairs for the last several hours over a highly important, sensitive subject: whether or not Disney's representation of “The Little Mermaid” was an apt tribute to their own sad tale of the sea maiden who became part of the misted air. Neither really aligned with Disney's portrayal, but also, each had their own bone to pick. Søren insisted that the story was better left simply put with Mr. Andersen's words, whereas Kai felt that in modern society it was better to twist the tale to inspire hope in a world that was quite well bled dry.
Well, that made Søren tell Kai that he was a dumbass, he needed a haircut to get rid of that ”fucking stupid as hell purple bullshit”, and that Mr. Andersen would be ashamed to call him Danish. In retort, Kai told Søren to get the dildo out of his ass and man the fuck up. The two wrestled, a shirt might have been ripped, Danish insults yelled at the tops of lungs (though none of them were meant), and a Christianian flag could have been scribbled crudely on someone's arm with an old faded sharpie marker. And they would have continued--
But then Søren's cell began to ring with the familiar sound of a text message received. It was Sindre.
And Søren was gone just like that, leaving Kai sitting in the middle of the oversized bed.
Now, he had been told that the apartment was mostly his to roam and plunder (with the exception of doing any metallurgy or weed smoking indoors) but one thing, one small, generally un-noteworthy thing was off limits to him: using the trellis. Kai was not allowed to in any way, shape or form follow Søren down or even use the damn thing to get down to Sindre's apartment. And it wasn't that Kai even wanted to scale the building and have a split second chance of falling to his demise; but because Søren made a rule about it - that is what drove him up the wall.
After retrieving a fresh shirt he padded out to the living room to meet eye to eye with this forbidden creature on the balcony, a wary glance tossed first to the chairtergeist that in recent days had been chained to the bars to keep it from.. well, chairtergeisting and scaring them shitless. He peered over the ledge to see how far down it was from there to the ground - Not so bad, he thought. And it seemed fairly sturdy when he gave it small shake between a firm grip. And Søren did just bail in the middle of their fight.
Yeah, he was going to get called 'Claus' for this one, but. Søren genuinely had it coming.
The trellis was scaled with little effort other than a few momentary pauses and internal whimpers of 'Jeg har tænkt mig at dø, jeg har tænkt mig at dø'. Once on the relative safety of Sindre's balcony Kai glanced all around to make sure the coast was clear, then popped the door handle as quietly as he might to enter the apartment and try to find them.
… And then he realized just why he wasn't allowed to use the trellis, since apparently the balcony was attached to Sindre's room.
“Whoa, look at all the cool Norwegian shit!” Kai silently exclaimed, eyes lighting up like a kid in a toy store during a Christmas sale rush. “And some Swedish shit, too.. Man, this is like a museum!”
It was easily said about Kai Søndergård that he lacked two very important things: a verbal filter, and respect to ones privacy. He took his precious time scouring the room from top to bottom, not looking for anything important - just browsing. Just trying to figure out this Sindre character a little bit more. He was the most important person in his older cousin's life after all.