happy halloween!

Oct 31, 2013 09:04

I am terrible at Halloween this year, internet. I haven't carved my pumpkin yet, I missed work!Halloween because of a stupid conference I had to be at, and I I didn't even get a chance to make the Halloween treats for my workmates that I've been thinking about for two weeks. Basically, I feel like Charlie Brown at the end of It's the Great Pumpkin ( Read more... )

work: office girl, writing: meme, halloween

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pearl_o October 31 2013, 16:45:01 UTC
MEEEEEEEEEE

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pocky_slash October 31 2013, 20:26:26 UTC
Raven was right in her insistence that the mansion would be the perfect place for a Halloween party.

"And it's not like we have a ton of friends," she added. "We can get like, five people up to the attic easy. Dad and Sharon and Cain will never even know they're in the house at all."

It's even easier than that when Halloween comes--Charles' mother has opera tickets. Raven's father, somewhat against his will, goes with her to network with the other Met subscribers. Cain heads into town for a kegger someone on the football team is throwing, and rather than lead their friends in from back entrances, Charles finds himself opening the front door to Erik for the first time.

"Hm," Erik says, looking around.

"Yeah," Charles says. He rubs the back of his neck. As usual, Erik's feelings don't give away his thoughts--they're the orderly hum that means that Erik is thinking, but gives no clues as to what he's thinking. "Come on in. Raven is taking Angel and Alex upstairs. Moira will be here soon ( ... )

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pearl_o October 31 2013, 21:03:46 UTC
ahhhhhhh I'm loving this so much so far ahhhhh

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pocky_slash November 1 2013, 02:49:52 UTC
It's not the traditional board that Charles is used to--it's literally a slab of wood, maybe a quarter of an inch thick, with the usual alphabet and numbers and "yes" and "no" and "goodbye." The pointer is wood, too, and Raven places it gently on the board ( ... )

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pocky_slash November 1 2013, 02:50:03 UTC
"I'll go with him," Erik says in a tone that books no argument. He gets to his feet quickly and then offers Charles a hand. Charles, dazed and frozen and inwardly cursing that Erik chose this moment to touch him, takes it and weakly gets to his feet. He absolutely doesn't want to go out there, but Erik's behind him, steering him towards the door, and he can't get his thoughts in order enough to stop this, let alone find his voice to protest. The door opens with a wave of Erik's hand, and then they're both stepping out into the cool October air ( ... )

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pearl_o November 1 2013, 02:53:49 UTC
THIS IS SO GREAT OMIGOOOOOOOD. <3333333

"It was me," Erik says again. "There's a nail in the pointer. I was moving it the whole time. I wanted--I don't know." He looks unsure, suddenly. It's a foreign expression on Erik's usually steely face. "I thought--I don't know what I thought. I thought, yesterday, when you--um. When you asked me to come here, I didn't realize it was a party?"

Charles tries to follow the line of reasoning. He can't actually believe it.

"If you didn't think it was a party, you thought I was inviting you over with me," Charles says. Erik nods. "Alone," Charles adds. Erik nods again. "You were moving the pointer," Charles says. Another nod. "To get me alone. With you."

Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrik. Chaaaaaaaaarles. Booooooooooys. I CAN'T STOP ELONGATING MY VOWELS HELP SO PRECIOUS

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