Tantalus and Zin: "Snow Angels"
December 9th, 2009.
The faglets decided - rather, Tant thought out loud and Zin put pedal to metal - to go to Jersey to visit Tabitha and her kids, and presumably Eve). Despite this being a supposed 14 hour drive (PLEASE people, whoever thinks Zin drives even within 20 miles of the speed limit needs to be shot), they arrived at the Shakone house with time for a nap before the last matinee movie at the local cinema. Afterward, they cuddled and talked on the bench downtown, and shamelessly made out in the car. Zin asked him to go for a walk after they got back to the house, and they got to about the end of the block before they were all over each other again. There's something magic about Asbury Park, or maybe it's just the snow. Tant tackled him into the snow that covered the nearest lawn, and kissed him for a moment before laying back into the ice, hands clasped, and making a half-assed snow angel with his free arm and corresponding leg.
T. Bet your other boyfriend couldn't make snow angels.
Z. Are you kidding, he probably thinks it's a dessert. Tant, he can't even stand up when it gets cold out.
T. Won't you stay in Jersey with me? I have no reason to go back there, you know, especially not if you're with me.
Z. Tempting, but where am I gonna get any money? What am I supposed to do with Maple? Your aunt won't let me keep him, he'll eat her children. Anyway, his Papa is here...
T. Your mother would prefer if you come with me. At least you'll have family for the holidays, since your situation there hasn't exactly improved.
Z. I got yelled at for taking you to Winter Formal. Four years ago, almost exactly.
T. That was your dad. Your mom is fine with it. She loves me, Zin. Hell, I'm sure your dad even likes me better than you.
Z. No, fuck your straight A's, he'd be miserably disappointed you're an English major.
T. Hey, that's Russian Lit, not English.
Z. Whatever. My point is, you're smart and you can be successful. I may as well just trade you, at least you'd make him proud.
T. Well, at least you have a dad to disappoint on a daily basis.
Z. Take him. I could care less. I'm done pretending it was worth my time.
T. Your father loves you at least. He wouldn't get so upset with you otherwise. He wants you to have a good, well-paying career so you'll never go hungry or unemployed; he wants you to marry a 'wholesome' woman so you'll never be alone, and to have beautiful children so you'll never forget how to love...
Z. Have you talked to him?
T. Yep.
Z. Judas.
T. Of all the things I could do for you, all the kind words I could have just pulled out of my ass, you call me a traitor for telling you something true that you needed to hear?
Z. Who does that. Who gets all cozy with their boyfriend's parents and -- wait.
T. You disgust me.
Z. Shut up, you love it.
T. I love you. And I'm not gonna stop saying it. (Pause) Marry me.
Z. We can't, it's illegal now.
T. Not for long. Not as long as Abby and I are on the case.
Z. That's stupid. You don't marry your best friend.
T. I thought that's what it was all about.
Z. Funny, I thought it was supposed to be about love.
T. Who do you love more than your best friend, family aside?
Z. My love interest, that princess I've never met, who I'm supposed to be rescuing from that castle way off in the distance?
T. Nice try, Link. You're broken without me, babe. Come on, I'll get you a ring out of the quarter machine, we'll make it official.
Z. Fine, but you better hope we get a red one or the deal is off.
T. ...I can get a doctorate in literature if you steal the fat man's credit cards for me.
Z. Red, blue, baby-shit green, who cares, let's go.
The faglets decided - rather, Tant thought out loud and Zin put pedal to metal - to go to Jersey to visit Tabitha and her kids, and presumably Eve). Despite this being a supposed 14 hour drive (PLEASE people, whoever thinks Zin drives even within 20 miles of the speed limit needs to be shot), they arrived at the Shakone house with time for a nap before the last matinee movie at the local cinema. Afterward, they cuddled and talked on the bench downtown, and shamelessly made out in the car. Zin asked him to go for a walk after they got back to the house, and they got to about the end of the block before they were all over each other again. There's something magic about Asbury Park, or maybe it's just the snow. Tant tackled him into the snow that covered the nearest lawn, and kissed him for a moment before laying back into the ice, hands clasped, and making a half-assed snow angel with his free arm and corresponding leg.
T. Bet your other boyfriend couldn't make snow angels.
Z. Are you kidding, he probably thinks it's a dessert. Tant, he can't even stand up when it gets cold out.
T. Won't you stay in Jersey with me? I have no reason to go back there, you know, especially not if you're with me.
Z. Tempting, but where am I gonna get any money? What am I supposed to do with Maple? Your aunt won't let me keep him, he'll eat her children. Anyway, his Papa is here...
T. Your mother would prefer if you come with me. At least you'll have family for the holidays, since your situation there hasn't exactly improved.
Z. I got yelled at for taking you to Winter Formal. Four years ago, almost exactly.
T. That was your dad. Your mom is fine with it. She loves me, Zin. Hell, I'm sure your dad even likes me better than you.
Z. No, fuck your straight A's, he'd be miserably disappointed you're an English major.
T. Hey, that's Russian Lit, not English.
Z. Whatever. My point is, you're smart and you can be successful. I may as well just trade you, at least you'd make him proud.
T. Well, at least you have a dad to disappoint on a daily basis.
Z. Take him. I could care less. I'm done pretending it was worth my time.
T. Your father loves you at least. He wouldn't get so upset with you otherwise. He wants you to have a good, well-paying career so you'll never go hungry or unemployed; he wants you to marry a 'wholesome' woman so you'll never be alone, and to have beautiful children so you'll never forget how to love...
Z. Have you talked to him?
T. Yep.
Z. Judas.
T. Of all the things I could do for you, all the kind words I could have just pulled out of my ass, you call me a traitor for telling you something true that you needed to hear?
Z. Who does that. Who gets all cozy with their boyfriend's parents and -- wait.
T. You disgust me.
Z. Shut up, you love it.
T. I love you. And I'm not gonna stop saying it. (Pause) Marry me.
Z. We can't, it's illegal now.
T. Not for long. Not as long as Abby and I are on the case.
Z. That's stupid. You don't marry your best friend.
T. I thought that's what it was all about.
Z. Funny, I thought it was supposed to be about love.
T. Who do you love more than your best friend, family aside?
Z. My love interest, that princess I've never met, who I'm supposed to be rescuing from that castle way off in the distance?
T. Nice try, Link. You're broken without me, babe. Come on, I'll get you a ring out of the quarter machine, we'll make it official.
Z. Fine, but you better hope we get a red one or the deal is off.
T. ...I can get a doctorate in literature if you steal the fat man's credit cards for me.
Z. Red, blue, baby-shit green, who cares, let's go.