The Apartment Above the Boards, Sunday Evening

[apocalipped]

What was the point of informing all of his Glacian war cohorts that they were staying at his apartment if he wasn't going to actually entertain them? Jono very rarely did anything that even remotely resembled 'having a social life,' or even 'entertaining company,' but when he had Momoko, Dinah, Raven, Karla, and Warren all staying under his roof,

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[blondecanary]

"Pizzzza," Dinah said appreciatively. And not at all zombie-like. "Thank you, Jono... Can Joni have some of my pepperoni?"

What, she was giving Dinah the eyes, she was supposed to resist that?

[apocalipped]

"Some," Jono decided, glancing Dinah's way and smirking a little. "Feed her too much, she's liable to get fat. And since she's so small in the first place, really, that'll just amount to me being the proud owner of a little furry bowling ball."

Joni seemed to be okay with this possibility, of course.

[blondecanary]

Dinah picked off two pepperoni for the cat, grinning, and said to Joni, "Would you enjoy being rolled down the streets? I think you would. Or is Jono slandering you?" She TK'd a napkin and a drink to herself, and settled into the cushions comfortably. "Okay, I haven't seen either of the Fence movies, but I hear there's a ritual with a rake?"

[apocalipped]

"Something about raking a pentagram into the leaves or something," Jono replied, waving a hand vaguely. "I'm usually laughing too hard by the ridiculous attempts at creating believable gore to really pay much attention to that part."

Jono could handle gore. Blow your insides out through your chest a few times and see how squeamish you got when faced with it.

[trigons_child]

Raven was claiming Joni for snuggles, thank you very much.

She was also perched on one end of the sofa, definitely not looking at the TV.

[apocalipped]

"Little too violent for you, luv?" Jono gave Raven a sideways little smile. "There'll be some tamer ones later tonight, I promise. Something with the Muppets and Vincent Price, and another one where an overweight orange tabby runs afoul of a pirate ghost ship, if I remember correctly."

Look, Jono's childhood had been a long while ago. Things got fuzzy.

[trigons_child]

"It is all right," Raven said. "I know it is the season for such movies, and others enjoy them very much, like you."

She'd just seen far too much blood recently to enjoy a movie splattered with it, even knowing it was fake.

[apocalipped]

"I do," Jono agreed, shrugging his shoulders a little. "But honestly, that's mostly a nostalgia thing, for me. The lot of us would sit around watching them back in my Generation X days."

And would then all gang up on Jubilee to try to give her nightmares, because they were teenagers and were great friends like that.

[momslilassassin]

"Hello?" Ben called from the door. "I heard there were terrible horror films here tonight."

[apocalipped]

"There are!" Jono replied, grinning up at him and waving him into the apartment. "C'mon in, mate. We've got the whole run of Death in a Fence, and I can make a bowl of popcorn if we absolutely need something to throw at the screen while we watch."

Because, really, they were pretty awful.

[momslilassassin]

"We'll need something," Ben said, finding a place to sit. "It's traditional."

[apocalipped]

"And I didn't think far enough ahead to bring a bowl of candy," Jono agreed with a thoughtful nod. "Would you like something to drink? There's... beer."

A beat.

"Or, er, tapwater, until somebody brings something else along."

Again, Jono's planning skills sometimes left something to be desired. This would be remedied once Karla arrived with milkshakes, but for the time being, options were few.

[glacial_queen]

Karla had gone out to make a stop of her own. "Look what I brought!" she sang out, even though she was making Warren carry most of it. Because that's what good boyfriends were for, being pack mules. "Anyone else in the mood for milkshakes and sundaes?"

Chilly Boulder had made a mint off of Karla today. Pun very much intended.

[not_a_parakeet]

"Please, somebody be in the mood for milkshakes and sundaes," Warren intoned, arms full of assorted ice creams and other such things. "It's not heavy or anything, but it's cold."

The boy lived in a place called Glacia now. One would think he'd be above complaining about this sort of thing.

[glacial_queen]

"Oh buck up," Karla said, nudging his shoulder companionably. "You want cold, we'll go swimming in a loch up in the mountains. Now that's cold. It'll shrivel your assets for like a month."

Then she considered that.

"Nah, don't go swimming. I like your assets just as they are."

Which was why they hadn't arrived at Jono's apartment until roughly six this morning. The exasperated look Jono had given them as they'd giggled and 'snuck' to their assigned bedroom had been priceless.

[not_a_parakeet]

"Yeah, that would make two of us." Warren gave her a roll of his eyes, and then looked around the living room for a place to put the ice cream down. "Plus, you know me and swimming."

He'd get waterlogged and drown, and it would suck.

[not_a_parakeet]

If anybody needed Warren, he was going to be sitting on the floor with his wings sprawled at awkward angles and a kitten intermittently attempting to eat his slightly red-tinted feathers. Just like old times, except the kitten was black instead of white, and he wasn't sharing a dorm room with Hinata, he was in Jonothon's living room, lamenting the lack of wing-friendly furniture.

Knowing Jonothon, that was probably deliberate.

[weldedtomyspine]

"Hey, Warren," Jaime said, settling casually onto the floor nearby. "How's it been going?" And wasn't that a big question?

[not_a_parakeet]

Wasn't it, though?

"Hey, Jaime," Warren replied, giving him a little nod in greeting. "It's been going well enough, I suppose. I could start listing off my grievances with the way things are these days, but we'd be here all night discussing politics, mostly. How are you doing?"

[weldedtomyspine]

"Can't complain," Jaime answered with a shrug. "I mean, it'd seem pretty silly considering what everyone I know seems to be dealing with these days. The difficulties of biochemistry exams just don't seem to hold that much weight in comparison, you know?"