I've decided to go all out for ships this time. I've got DirkxJake, DavexJohn, Dirk and Roxy as moirails and an almost nonexistent JadexFeferi. Oh, and Ronaya.
Be Dirk
Yep, it is your building.
After a decent search, you find out that both Dave and Bro made it out of the building. Lil cal is still stuck inside.
"I'll miss him." Bro holds his hat to his chest, a symbol of respect. With no hat, you do the next best thing and clutch the iron-on hat on your shirt.
A few words run through your mind. You close your eyes, small dots swirling from the pressure.
"What are you doing? The fire truck is going to run you over!" Dave calls from the sidewalk. You pick up your head and your vision is blocked by a bright red truck. Bro pulls you away.
After being dragged to the sidewalk and pretty much dropped onto the grass, Bro starts yelling.
"What the hell, Dirk! You could have gotten hurt!" Bro's eyes bug behind his glasses.
"I don't know what I was thinking…"
"Oh, really?" Bro sighs, pulling you close. You squirm in his warm touch. It's not often he breaks his poker-face act but when he does, it tends to disturb you.
Dave whistles behind you, rocking on his heels. Bro lets go.
"Do that again and you're fucked." Bro laughs. He turns toward the building.
The fire is dying down, hissing under the cold water. Your apartment is in shambles. Where will you live now?
Almost as if he had telepathy, Dave answers your question. "Guess we are living with Rox now."
Be Roxy
Once again you are Roxy and you immediately regret it. After Rose got over her stupid little joke, she continued her 'soul search' and you broke down. Everything you knew, you told. It was like a large, filled matini glass was lifted from your shoulder. Just for a new, bigger one to replace it.
Would she tell? Would she laugh at you?
Would she even take you seriously?
When the last of your used-to-be secrets dripped out of your mouth like molasses, Rose shut her notebook and waked over to you. Her hand outstretched.
Slightly confused, you shake it.
"Thank you for entrusting me with such information. I hope you feel better." Rose nods her head a final time and leaves, her phone in hand. From your spot, you can hear a faint ringing.
Oh great. You think, She's calling her girlfriend.
As Rose converses with her, what would you call it, therapy- friend(?), you slip out of the room and run upstairs. You sneakers clunk against the hard wood.
You throw yourself onto your bed, sinking into the squishy softness. Your body relaxes.
timeausTestified is now pestering tipsyGnostalgic:
TT: Yo, Rox, are you there?
TT: Big trouble by my house.
TG: What's up
TT: Let's just say all I see is red
TG: You got new red glasses?
TT: no
TT: Not even close
TG: umm then what
TT: My apartment is on fire
TG: Oh
TG: wait WHAT?
TG: Get over here
TT: Hold on, Bro says we have to wait till the fire's gone
TG: Are you alright?
TT: Yea. So is dave.
TG: Good. :3
TT: Lil cal is probably dead though
TT: I don't know if that counts as alright.
TG: Nope
TG: Is the fire gone now?
TT: no
TG: what the fuck? You left my house, like,
TG: an hour ago
TT: the fire didn't immediately start once I stepped foot off your property
TG: I guess you're right
TG: Soooooo
TT: Are you feeling any better?
TG: omigod my stomach is goin to explode any moment.
TT: You, know what, if you feel that bad, I can live in the burnt remains of my apartment. I'm sure Bro wouldn't mind.
TG: You get your sexy ass over here
TT: …
Be dirk, again
Geez, you are always this guy. Is there no other people?
Right, just be dirk for now.
You just pestered Roxy and she is set on you going to her house.
"Yo, bro, can I go back to Roxy's house?" You point Roxy's direction.
Dave intercepts.
"Oooh, why? So you two can make-out?" Dave smirks. You blush, and lean against a pine tree. The shade covers the red rash-like color spreading across your face. Dave lightly punches your shoulder.
"Nah, I'm just kidding. I know you like guys."
"I do not."
"Pff, dude it's fine. You know about my friend…" Dave stops, checking for any signs of Bro. With the coast clear, he lowers his voice.
"John's cool." He whispers.
"More than cool, you like him."
"well, duh, I told you about it."
You smile. You hated Dave, but he was the best brother you could have. Not biologically, of course. But since you earned this planet, you two stuck together like peanut butter to the roof of your mouth.
"I guess I like Jake." You mumble.
"J names are soo attractive." Dave dreamily(and ironically) looks up at the clouds of ash and smoke. He sighs.
"Dude, that means you like Jade and Jane."
"I used to like Jade. Now she knows this girl, what was her name, Fergie?"
"Feferi."
"Same thing." Dave rolls his eyes.
"Do you wish you could still go out with her?"
"Jade? A little, but everyone feels that after a hard breakup. I remember when you and Jake broke up."
"You weren't even there. Besides, I'm almost positive he still has feelings for me."
"Tell that to Mrs. Betty Crocker."
"It's Jane." You correct.
"Whatever. She likes Jake too."
"So does Roxy." You add. Dave raises his eyebrows, backing up a little bit.
"Oh. That must suck."
"Damn right. For my sake, she backed out."
"What is this, the Jake race? Whoever gets to the finish line gets to kiss your favorite british adventurer, Jake English!" Dave mocks an announcer, his voice dropping to a fake deepness.
"And, if you get there in under a year, you can win a token of gratitude from John Egbert!"
"Fuck off." Dave giggles like a little girl. His voice cracks.
"Alright, I think we've had enough fun. I have to visit Roxy."
"Can I come? Roxy is claming to be my 'sister' and I want to give her a sis hug."
"Sure. Only if I get a bro hug." You outstretch your arms. Dave squints and quickly hugs you, the actual hands-wrapped-around-you part lasting a millisecond.
"Uggh, you're all sweaty."
"The sweaty-er the better little bro."
"Stop calling me that." Dave pushes away from you.
After alerting Bro of your destination, you skate off into the distance, the smell of burned smuppet drifting away.
