some things
Yes, NINJA is done. No, it's not ready to be posted yet. It's 32,000 words of craptastic highschool AU right now, and it might be paired down some.
I have moved on to small town FOLK BATTLES and were-dogs, though not in the same fic.
Kevin likes Michael Guy. He’s kind of nice and doesn’t blow cigarette smoke in his face and he takes them with him to The Tar Pit, which is actually a cozy little bar with bright lights and loud music and it seems like the entire town is packed inside.
He chews on the end of his cigarette and glances them up and down and says, “You’re those Jonas kids,” and he doesn’t seem impressed or anything, which is awesome. He seems mostly noncommittal about them on the whole, just jerks his head towards the door and says, “Go on. Nobody’ll bite,” and then he flashes this big smile, like maybe, maybe someone will. Kevin’s not sure how he feels about that.
Joe just shrugs and heads inside.
Kevin grabs onto Nick’s hand and sticks close. If he had a monkey, this would be easier. It’s not like Kevin’s shy, but monkeys are, like, the ultimate ice breaker - all the fun of being recognized without the possible derision for who they actually are. Oh, you’re a Jonas Brother? HEY CHECK OUT YOUR MONKEY! NO, I NO LONGER WANT TO MOCK YOUR TIGHT PANTS AND FANCY AMULET. And it’s not an amulet, anyway. It’s just something pretty.
I have moved on to small town FOLK BATTLES and were-dogs, though not in the same fic.
Kevin likes Michael Guy. He’s kind of nice and doesn’t blow cigarette smoke in his face and he takes them with him to The Tar Pit, which is actually a cozy little bar with bright lights and loud music and it seems like the entire town is packed inside.
He chews on the end of his cigarette and glances them up and down and says, “You’re those Jonas kids,” and he doesn’t seem impressed or anything, which is awesome. He seems mostly noncommittal about them on the whole, just jerks his head towards the door and says, “Go on. Nobody’ll bite,” and then he flashes this big smile, like maybe, maybe someone will. Kevin’s not sure how he feels about that.
Joe just shrugs and heads inside.
Kevin grabs onto Nick’s hand and sticks close. If he had a monkey, this would be easier. It’s not like Kevin’s shy, but monkeys are, like, the ultimate ice breaker - all the fun of being recognized without the possible derision for who they actually are. Oh, you’re a Jonas Brother? HEY CHECK OUT YOUR MONKEY! NO, I NO LONGER WANT TO MOCK YOUR TIGHT PANTS AND FANCY AMULET. And it’s not an amulet, anyway. It’s just something pretty.