Dance this new creation It's the new sensation

[whatsacliche]

Characters: whatsacliche aaaand anyone and everyone

Setting/Location: In the halls of the caravan

Date & Time: Noon on Day 11

Warnings: Public humiliation (for Finn)

Summary: Finn's making things up to Kurt for everyone's amusement

Comments

This? The best possible way to meet one's future roommate, I've no doubt. XD Yo~

[justice_by_coma]

Gau was hunched in a little corner scribbling like mad into his notebook.

JOIN CARAVAN was crossed off his list with a sense of purpose, and unecessary solemn dignity.

And then he caught a flash of pink,a nd looked up again, startled,a nd hopeful.

Uuuu...

His eyes widened. No...That definitely wasn't Raikou.

Even Raikou had more fashion sense than that, for once, and the words...well...the voice was different. And a massive, hopping, dancing, singing man in a bunny suit was really enough to make Gau question whether or not he might be dreaming after all.

...No...probably not.

He swallowed, ears burning, a little flare of self-righteous annoyance flitting through his brain.

What kind of person actually does that to themselves?!

He called after the skipping fellow (MUCH too tall to be dressed up like a pre-school nightmare, Gau added in his mind, irritably) in his unwittingly too-loud-for-the-indoors-voice, "You're being really loud

XD I AGREE

[whatsacliche]

Finn stopped, spinning to face whoever was talking. The costume wasn't all that helpful when it came to peripheral vision, so he had to be sure to face whoever it was.

Man, what was this guy so upset about? "Um...It's kind of like...like a bet thing. I have to do it. And, you know, the louder the better."

Chewing his lip, he added quietly, "But thank you for being so nice. Guys at my school back home would've just been laughing."

XDD And you called him nice. Oh gosh... The insecurity will flow like wine~

[justice_by_coma]

Gau's mouth turned downwards quickly, and he tried to hide the flush building in his cheeks. Nice?! It was one thing hearing that from girls, but from other men?

It was just so...undignified! Brave! Useful! Efficient! Supportive! Strong! (Aah~ He'd do anythign for someone to think of him as strong...)

Any of those! But nice?!

"Well they shouldn't be laughing!" Gau retorted trying to disguise how warm-faced affected he was by compliments with a veneer of anger.

He was a bad actor even at the best of times, though. Much too straightforward--even when being complimented on niceness by a huge person in a bunny suit.

He hoped nobody saw him, on gut reaction, then...asked himself who would possibly be there to see him? Or care? This wagon if interplanar refugees all forced from their homes into a place like this? How could any of them bother to do something against one another?

"A bet is like a promise!" Gau affirmed loudly, with the air of serious hair-trigger fire normally reserved for his rants on justice. (He also noted for about

only 5'6" :| I'm 5'1", shut up man.

[whatsacliche]

Finn was really, really confused. This guy looked pretty young-- maybe even younger than him? --and yet he was talking like a crotchety old teacher or something. It was just weird. Yeah, it was kind of obnoxious, but compared to letting Kurt (attempt to) through him into a dumpster, this was a step up, wasn't it? It wasn't like people were murdering or raping each other or anything. Geez.

"Chill, dude. I did something mean to someone and I'm just trying to even the score. It's-- like, repenting. It's totally cool, alright? Nobody did this to me." Seriously, did this guy think someone shoved him into the suit?

[bullseyebaby]

Marston had to admit, with all the shootin' around going on the previous day with the attack on the caravan, he was more than a lil' sore. But it was the sort of pain that he was used to, that settled easy on his bones - 'sides, he was never one for sleeping in past eight in the morning. Granted, though, with the caravan in Streamdrab still, getting a few shingles repaired or what have you - there wasn't much to do. He wasn't up to skinning the monsters for some good meat, considering they might as well coulda been poison, though he had done as much as to help move the corpses so the damn town wouldn't stink up

[whatsacliche]

Finn froze, his cheeks immediately pinkening at the sound of Mr. Marston's drawl. He turned to face the man, surprised at how horribly embarrassing it was to have this guy of all people see him doing this. Something had to be said for the most difficult audience being the one made up of your friends. Not that Mr. Marston was a friend, exactly, but it was kind of the equivalent to doing this in front of Artie. He knew him well enough, and the fact that he did meant that this would probably be an inside joke between them forever. An inside joke at Finn's expense.

"Gratification," Finn answered after a bit of a hesitation, "isn't...exactly the point." Looking for something to occupy his mind with other than how much his cheeks were burning, he started tugging the fluffy rabbit paws tighter over his fingers as he went on, "Did you see that post Kurt did yesterday?"

[isfullofennui]

Kurt's day had so far been relatively uneventful, spent organising and laying down outfits for each day of the week. He'd managed to accumulate a sufficiently sized wardrobe that he had - in the hopes of not sounding like a petty sandbagger - artfully borrowed from the Beast's storage rooms. It was a significantly less generous collection than his own, being limited by the amount of space his and Finn's bags could accommodate, but they say beggars can't be choosers.

As it was, there was hardly any point in lamenting what had become a lost cause.

Organising one's accoutrements was rendered an impossibly difficult task, however, when there was an ungodly amount of hullabaloo streaming from the halls. Tossing aside the bunched shirt in his hand, Kurt stood and threw open his bedroom door, strolling down the hall to reprimand whoever had decided it was necessary to cause such an unnecessarily obnoxious -

"- Oh my God."

[bullseyebaby]

Marston couldn't help it. He was laughing like a fool, leaning a shoulder against the wall to brace himself and pull his hat from his head, rounding the brim with his fingers. "Nah, I didn't read no entries the other day," Marstom rumbled between chuckles, eyeing the boy. "Why, you do something?" he questioned a little bit more seriously, though the smile was still cracking his face open.

He glanced over at Kurt when he heard the other boy's voice, slapping his hat back on his head and tipping it briefly towards him. "You got any lick of sense why your friend is dressed up like this?" he questioned jovially. Maybe he was regretting now he hadn't gone to that masquerade. Woulda been hella funny.

[pennated]

There were plenty of interesting characters on the Caravan that things were never dull in the hallways, especially today. Turning the corner she was greeted by the tallest person she'd run into so far spinning around in a bunny suit. She vaguely remembered a similar outfit from the ball... but there certainly wasn't a ball or costume event going on at the moment.

A bit surprised, Nill took a step back before she paused to stare up at him, practically a giant compared to the girl. With a loud, quick breath to catch his attention she pointed at his costume and tilted her head, as to ask why he was wearing such a thing.

[whatsacliche]

Finn paused, turning to send a curious look at whoever had made that odd noise, before realizing it was a girl who looked, well, a little afraid of him. Well, crap. He hadn't meant to do that.

"Um-- sorry. It's a-- I'm trying to make things up to a friend. It's no big deal, really." Finn wiggled his head around so the ears flopped playfully. "Funny, right?" He hoped so or this was all kind of pointless.

[pennated]

Make it up to a friend? Well jumping around in a bunny costume seemed a little odd for an apology but it wasn't exactly normal here. As he flopped his ears around she couldn't help but chuckle, silently of course, which always tended to look a little odd to people. It was cute, and she couldn't help but smile and nod, a bit curious as to who this friend was. With another tilt of the head she pointed up at Finn, as if to ask for his name.

...man he can barely handle verbal communication, ffff

[whatsacliche]

Finn swallowed, awkwardness setting in again. He liked saying he was a stud and all, but when it really got down to it he was not the smoothest with the ladies. Especially ladies he didn't understand completely. Or at all.

It'd be helpful if she...talked. But just as soon as Finn wished that, he realized how insensitive it was. This girl was probably mute or something and he was complaining about her disability? Talk about class A douche.

Still, he was at a loss for what she wanted. "Um...I don't...know what you're getting at. I'm sorry."

[kickasspacifist]

As he headed down the hall, X was thinking Serious Thoughts. About the situation here, about the probable situation at home, about how he was going to explain his absence when (if? no, when) he got back, without Lifesaver demanding that he take a few hours off and get a full CPU scan done...

All Serious Thoughts were stopped dead in their tracks as a guy in a bunny suit did a spinhop in front of him and said something about being a bitch.

For a moment, he stared, but on the other hand, X had been around the block a few times, and after some of the people he'd worked with, he could come up with a few probable scenarios to explain this kind of thing. The excuse me, what look on his face was soon replaced by amusement. "Lost a bet?"

[whatsacliche]

Finn spun to face the latest inquirer, nodding slightly. "Yeah. Basically." He just barely kept from asking the same of the strangely dressed guy in front of him. He'd learned quickly that some people really did just look like that. The weird armor and cowboy outfits and everything-- that's what they really wore.

But apparently all these universes drew the line at bunny suit. Just Finn's luck.

Okay, that was probably enough awkward silence. "I wore this to the masquerade," he added, as if that explained more.

[kickasspacifist]

It hadn't really been the bunny suit so much as the I'm a bitch! that drew X's attention, really. Bizarre choice in fashion was one thing, but flamboyant self-deprecation tended to stand out almost anywhere you went.

"Pretty convenient to have that still lying around," he said. "Though there seems to be a shortage of video cameras around here, luckily for you." (Despite what some rookies in the Maverick Hunters swore up and down, X did in fact have a functional sense of humor.)

[whatsacliche]

Finn hadn't even thought of that. Good Lord, if this ever got home to youtube...

He shuddered to think.

But yes, this guy was right. He was really lucky that this was something only the few hundred people in the caravan would see. Not like he would be spending the next few months-- possibly years --with these people as they journeyed to that town, right?

Finn would've smacked himself in the forehead if it wouldn't have just felt like a self-pillow fight. God, what had he done to himself? Kurt had better forgive him for all this.

"Yeah...I mean. I kept it. I figured-- I dunno, if we ever have a costume party or...something." He shrugged a little. "And well, it already came in handy so I think it was a good idea to take it, right?" He wouldn't compare this one act of theft to the copious amounts of clothing Kurt had stuffed into their bags out of fear that this would just piss him off further, but the bar graph was definitely lingering in the back of his mind.

[always_great]

Back home, Mizuti's outfit was considered relatively normal, especially considering the diverse culture each Island had (towns made out of food). It was a tradition in her village and her friends had accepted it.

But bunny suits? While some masks may be made to look like rabbits, a bright pink suit was just strange. And so was what the man seemed to be saying.

"Is there being a reason for this? The Great Mizuti is quite curious..."

[whatsacliche]

The Great Mizuti? Did all the...eccentric people come out to see him today? "Uh, it's-- I'm making something up to my friend," Finn explained, gesturing at the costume as he turned around.

Wow, the weird name matched the weird outfit. Man, who was this person to judge him for wearing a bunny suit? It wasn't really that strange compared to--

Well, different world. Damn. But still, come on, he was just wearing a costume. He was starting to get a little irritated as well as embarrassed by this display he'd thrown himself into.

"I did something mean. Embarrassed him. So I'm punishing myself by embarrassing myself," he added, in case it wasn't clear enough the first time. People seemed to think Kurt had put him up to this, and he didn't want that to be the rumor if it made Kurt look bad somehow.