The Punk and the Snark (Pt. 4)
Bob stood in front of the Morgendorffer's front door and rang the bell, he didn't have to wait long for an answer.
A middle aged guy opened the door, took one look, and yelled, "Quinn! Your date is here!"
"I'm for Daria." Bob said flatly as the younger Morgendorffer came down the stairs in a rather sensual ballroom gown.
She froze both at the sight of him, and what he had said.
"What?!" Quinn yelled in shock.
"I'm here to pick up Daria," Bob said to the two stunned people in front of him, "You know. Like on a date-type activity."
At this point his snark and sneer were in full effect, and it had quite the impact with his freshly spiked blue hair, slightly less frayed shirt and jeans, combat boots, and the addition of a huge spiked collar.
Daria quietly came down the stairs and walked around Quinn and said, "Dad, I'll be out until Midnight, don't wait up."
"Ok kiddo." Her Dad said in a suddenly perky voice and gave a thumbs up.
Bob wondered briefly if he was sane, but pushed it aside by offering Daria a flower.
"You were worth seeing the florist pass out twice when I came in to buy it." Bob assured her as she took it from him.
Daria looked down at the single, flawless white rose, then back up.
"It's beautiful, thank you."
Bob grinned, "No prob."
Daria smirked a tiny bit as she followed him out.
Jake and Quinn heard her ask where they were going, but Bob assured her it was a surprise.
Once they were gone, Jake shut the door and said, "I like that kid, he's so... Rad."
Quinn fainted.
