Demon Marcus, Sunday

[myownface]

Sparkle... had kind of noped out of yesterday. He'd been doing pretty decently overall these days, sure, but between the awesomeness of last weekend being immediately followed by sending Elias back home, and that whole... thing... with his sister a few weeks back, he just hadn't been emotionally prepared to watch any of the students take one more

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[rebelseekspizza]

One more day until Dante was taking off from the island for a while. At least two weeks. And now that he knew the source of some grade-A ridiculous Kathy material, he had to go and see if Sparkle would part with it.

So he wandered in the store around noon, smirking a little. "Yo, what's up?"

Hi, Sparkle. Don't mind about the hair.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Wait, you tried to steal a camel?" Dante asked.

He blinked at Sparkle. "... What kinda people were you running with?"

Bless his heart, he couldn't see Sparkle coming up with that on his own.

[myownface]

"Space idiots," Sparkle replied brightly. "I mean, shit, I still live with one of those."

Really, one couldn't possibly have too many space idiots in one's life.

"We got detention for the camel thing. You're so lucky Alenko isn't teaching here anymore, man. The teachers in this place used to be real hardasses."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Does this place even know how to hire hardasses?" Dante said, snorting softly. "Never thought about stealing animals before. Seems like way too much trouble when you can just swing by the cat café and bring somebody home."

[myownface]

"... And now I'm wondering why the fuck the island doesn't have a cat cafe yet. Somebody would make BANK running one of those."

And Sparkle liked cats.

[rebelseekspizza]

"'Cause there's one in Washington DC already?" Dante said. "...Though I should pitch that one to Anders. Bet he'd be all over it."

Why'd he come here again?

Oh, right. Pictures.

[myownface]

"And I'd be a regular," Sparkle decided. "Me and anybody who can't get to DC."

He gave his hand a shake, making sure his nails were dry, and then went fishing in his pocket for his phone.

"So, pictures of Mouse, right? God, I'm gonna have to go way back on my camera roll for that stuff."

[rebelseekspizza]

"It'll be like a trip down memory lane," Dante said easily. "Man, I've heard way too many stories from back then in general, but nobody ever shows me the pictures."

[myownface]

"Clearly people need to keep blackmail material in mind more often," Sparkle mused, thumbing his way back through... several years of pictures. "All the better for loving mockery ages down the road, right?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"Especially if it's as bad as people keep telling me," Dante said, smirking. "Thanks, man. I'm gonna owe you lunch sometime for this."

[myownface]

"I will never say no to lunch," Sparkle decided, then perked up a little as he started hitting things that looked a little more familiar. "Ha! Here we go! Old-school Mouse stuff. Her closet, because it needs to be seen to be believed. And if you keep going back, there should be a few of her actually wearing this shit. I think my favourite 'oh please god never again' look was the one that screamed 'I like floral, but I also enjoy burlap.'"

He smirked as he held out his phone for Dante to poke at.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante took it, blinked, and then cracked up. "Holy shit," he said. "She said it was bad, but damn - did she trip and fall into the 80s?"

[myownface]

"I think it's kind of more like she tripped and fell into something that the 80's stepped in, and then vomited on," Sparkle mused. "I still haven't figured out if those were hand-me-downs, thrift store chic, or she actually thought that stuff was fashionable even in the decade it was made in."

[rebelseekspizza]

It was debatable how much shade a guy who dressed like a punk rock club kid like Dante could really throw at this, but that wasn't able to stop him. "So how much time did it take to convince her this was bad, exactly?"

He paged on to the next picture.

[myownface]

Well, in fairness, look at how Sparkle tended to dress. Dante was at least in good company.

"God, I don't even know. Like, maybe she really didn't even get a hang for it until after I graduated? You should have seen her first attempt at that fucking rainbow thing of hers."

He was sure Dante knew the one.

[rebelseekspizza]

"It was worse?"

Yes. Yes, he knew the one.