fudge ripple. eggnog.
Title: Playing Telephone.
Author: Zombz
Rating: PG13
Challenge: fudge ripple 6. betrayal. eggnog 7. snowball fight.
Extras/Toppings: chopped nuts. pocky chain.
Word Count: 727.
Story: Hoppers: Alternate Normal Person Universe.
Summary: This is how fast gossip spreads.
Notes: Set in the same universe as the prom pieces the Hoppers are now in college and being all crazeh~. This was just for laughs and I hope other people find it as amusing as I did while I was writing it.
December 22nd. 12:37 A.M.
“Ow, my hair!”
“Sorry…”
“Ugh, just stop. Do you, like, have any idea what you’re doing?”
“I have an inkling.”
“Will you just- Arg! Get off.”
“Okay, okay!”
“What do you mean ‘an inkling’?”
“I mean, if you stopped being so critical I could figure it out. It’s not like I’ve done this before. You could cut me some slack.”
“Wait, you’re a virgin?”
“Yeah, so what? It’s not a big deal!”
“You aren’t lying?”
“No, I just say that I’m a virgin. It really gets girls hot. Wha-what’re you doing?”
“Getting naked. We’re gonna do it.”
“Praise Jesus!”
December 23rd. 1:40 P.M.
“So, I cheated on Dom last night,” Alison says casually while Tara is paying for the delivery. They had been packing since they woke up; winter break was upon them. Tara reclaims her seat on the other end of the couch and looks at Alison for a moment.
“Why’re you telling me this? He’s my friend, you’re… not.” There isn’t any cursing or threats or disbelieving stares. And that’s the whole reason she had confided in Tara first. She dug through the bag that the other girl had brought in.
“I had to tell someone,” she replied with a shrug.
December 23rd. 5:03 P.M.
“She… what?” Dom asks, staring across at Tara as she stares down the pieces in front of her with a thoughtful face.
“Cheated,” she repeats. “On you. Does he have a hat?”
“What? Oh, no.” He pauses. “With who? When? Why did she tell you?” She shrugs and leans back in her seat. “I’m upset.” He frowns. He doesn’t feel heartbroken but rather insulted.
“Your turn.”
“Are you honestly still trying to play this game? I just found out my girlfriend cheated on me!” He places a fist against his chin as he attempts to think.
“You forfeit. I win.”
December 23rd. 8:22 P.M.
“So can you believe it?” Dom asks as he peeks into his cup noodles to see if they were done. He sighs and places the lid down again to finish waiting.
“Maybe she was really drunk,” David asserts. He shoves a wad of ramen into his mouth and waits for Dom’s response.
“That’s not an excuse.” Dom checks his noodles again and smiles when he sees they’re ready.
“Really, really drunk. And-and she was like… doing someone a favor.” Dom stares at his friend.
“What are you talking about? Are you drunk? Right now?”
“…I was when we slept together…”
December 23rd 10:50 P.M.
“Please let me explain!” David pleads. He wiggles the doorknob to the bathroom and then contemplates getting the screwdriver to take the door down. They did it all the time to play beerpong since the door was a good length.
“Can you leave me alone for a while? Please?” It’s Dom’s continued courtesy that drives David to such crazy thoughts as taking the door down. If he was yelling and cursing at him it wouldn’t be so bad. David would agree with him. Instead he was just sitting quietly in the bathroom saying please.
“It was only like thirty seconds!”
December 23rd. 10:55 P.M.
“Yeah, and then I think she blogged about how bad it was.”
“Ugh, she’s so obsessed with blogging.”
They were walking along the snow covered campus. Dom had wanted fresh air and David wanted Dom to talk to him. His friend didn’t seem mad at him which he liked, but he still felt horrible.
“Hit me,” he demanded, causing Dom to stop walking and stare. “It can even be in the face.”
“…I’ll throw a snowball at you,” Dom said with a smile as he stooped to roll snow.
“But that won’t- OW! MY BALLS!”
“They were the offending party.”
December 24th. 3:00 A.M.
“Sorry to call so late but… you told him?”
“Yeah.”
“And he’s okay?”
“Seemed so. Though he didn’t wanna finish playing Guess Who.”
“Haha, lame. Do you think we’ll be able to be friends?”
“Yeah, I mean, he had called me before but had missed it for some reason. His voicemail said that he found out David was the culprit but that they were okay cause Dom hit him in the ‘nads.”
“I meant you and me.”
“Eh, I guess so… You owe me a favor though.”
“Deal. …Wait, so, Dom touched David’s balls?”
“Apparently that’s how it went down.”
Author: Zombz
Rating: PG13
Challenge: fudge ripple 6. betrayal. eggnog 7. snowball fight.
Extras/Toppings: chopped nuts. pocky chain.
Word Count: 727.
Story: Hoppers: Alternate Normal Person Universe.
Summary: This is how fast gossip spreads.
Notes: Set in the same universe as the prom pieces the Hoppers are now in college and being all crazeh~. This was just for laughs and I hope other people find it as amusing as I did while I was writing it.
December 22nd. 12:37 A.M.
“Ow, my hair!”
“Sorry…”
“Ugh, just stop. Do you, like, have any idea what you’re doing?”
“I have an inkling.”
“Will you just- Arg! Get off.”
“Okay, okay!”
“What do you mean ‘an inkling’?”
“I mean, if you stopped being so critical I could figure it out. It’s not like I’ve done this before. You could cut me some slack.”
“Wait, you’re a virgin?”
“Yeah, so what? It’s not a big deal!”
“You aren’t lying?”
“No, I just say that I’m a virgin. It really gets girls hot. Wha-what’re you doing?”
“Getting naked. We’re gonna do it.”
“Praise Jesus!”
December 23rd. 1:40 P.M.
“So, I cheated on Dom last night,” Alison says casually while Tara is paying for the delivery. They had been packing since they woke up; winter break was upon them. Tara reclaims her seat on the other end of the couch and looks at Alison for a moment.
“Why’re you telling me this? He’s my friend, you’re… not.” There isn’t any cursing or threats or disbelieving stares. And that’s the whole reason she had confided in Tara first. She dug through the bag that the other girl had brought in.
“I had to tell someone,” she replied with a shrug.
December 23rd. 5:03 P.M.
“She… what?” Dom asks, staring across at Tara as she stares down the pieces in front of her with a thoughtful face.
“Cheated,” she repeats. “On you. Does he have a hat?”
“What? Oh, no.” He pauses. “With who? When? Why did she tell you?” She shrugs and leans back in her seat. “I’m upset.” He frowns. He doesn’t feel heartbroken but rather insulted.
“Your turn.”
“Are you honestly still trying to play this game? I just found out my girlfriend cheated on me!” He places a fist against his chin as he attempts to think.
“You forfeit. I win.”
December 23rd. 8:22 P.M.
“So can you believe it?” Dom asks as he peeks into his cup noodles to see if they were done. He sighs and places the lid down again to finish waiting.
“Maybe she was really drunk,” David asserts. He shoves a wad of ramen into his mouth and waits for Dom’s response.
“That’s not an excuse.” Dom checks his noodles again and smiles when he sees they’re ready.
“Really, really drunk. And-and she was like… doing someone a favor.” Dom stares at his friend.
“What are you talking about? Are you drunk? Right now?”
“…I was when we slept together…”
December 23rd 10:50 P.M.
“Please let me explain!” David pleads. He wiggles the doorknob to the bathroom and then contemplates getting the screwdriver to take the door down. They did it all the time to play beerpong since the door was a good length.
“Can you leave me alone for a while? Please?” It’s Dom’s continued courtesy that drives David to such crazy thoughts as taking the door down. If he was yelling and cursing at him it wouldn’t be so bad. David would agree with him. Instead he was just sitting quietly in the bathroom saying please.
“It was only like thirty seconds!”
December 23rd. 10:55 P.M.
“Yeah, and then I think she blogged about how bad it was.”
“Ugh, she’s so obsessed with blogging.”
They were walking along the snow covered campus. Dom had wanted fresh air and David wanted Dom to talk to him. His friend didn’t seem mad at him which he liked, but he still felt horrible.
“Hit me,” he demanded, causing Dom to stop walking and stare. “It can even be in the face.”
“…I’ll throw a snowball at you,” Dom said with a smile as he stooped to roll snow.
“But that won’t- OW! MY BALLS!”
“They were the offending party.”
December 24th. 3:00 A.M.
“Sorry to call so late but… you told him?”
“Yeah.”
“And he’s okay?”
“Seemed so. Though he didn’t wanna finish playing Guess Who.”
“Haha, lame. Do you think we’ll be able to be friends?”
“Yeah, I mean, he had called me before but had missed it for some reason. His voicemail said that he found out David was the culprit but that they were okay cause Dom hit him in the ‘nads.”
“I meant you and me.”
“Eh, I guess so… You owe me a favor though.”
“Deal. …Wait, so, Dom touched David’s balls?”
“Apparently that’s how it went down.”