"-fessor trips over the leg of the stool and nearly wipes out but manages to catch himself. The class is in stitches over it and so he throws us a pop quiz." I catch the end of a story as Egbert comes into the apartment.
"No he didn't." The second voice has me straightening up from looking inside the fridge. I thought he was on the phone or something but no, it's Mermes. In a red shirt? Weird.
Wait. It's only Tuesday, not study night Thursday.
"He did. He typed up an impossible question up on the projector screen." I close the fridge door and the noise catches Egbert's attention. When he looks up, a brief expression of surprise crosses his face, but he shakes his head and smiles at me. "Hi Dave!"
"Sup. Changing up study night?"
"Pleasant to see you too, Dave." I throw her a wave but keep the question directed at Egbert.
"Well there that test on Friday so an extra study session isn't a bad idea and since you won't let us go past bedtime," (okay there's an odd note to his voice when he says that) "Mermes suggested that we start earlier."
"Alright. I'll make dinner for three then. Need to run out to the grocery store since we have jack shit in the apartment. Any preferences food-wise, Mermes?"
"Not in particular. But could you call me by my first name? Prynne is much more pleasant than Mermes."
"It is," Egbert jumps in, "but the last name thing is just something Dave does. I am forever Egbert in his books."
"Right. Well I'll ollie-outie of your way so you can get your brains on." I swing by Egbert's elbow to grab a kiss and he pecks me quickly on the lips before turning back to his bag. I pokerface the frown away as I grab my shades and keys off of the counter. "Later."
I pause just outside the closed door when I hear, "What's with the silly sunglasses?"
"Oh, those are just another one of his quirks."
It's still pretty late when they finally call it a night. I go ahead and finish up projects on my computer and change into my pajama pants when I hear their goodnights. I'm shutting down my computer when I hear the distinct sound of Egbert's bedroom door closing. When there is nothing else forthcoming I stick my head out of my room. He's left almost every light of the living room and kitchen on. With a sigh I go around to lock the door and turn off the lights, but when I glance at his room there isn't any light on under his door. Huh, guess he went onto bed. I finish up my routine and head to my own room. I hope he set his alarm.
He set his alarm. He just won't fucking turn it off. At four minutes and thirty one seconds I throw the covers off and stalk to his room. I grab the knob prepared to go through the door frame but instead I faceplant into the paneling. What the fuck? He fucking locked the door? I start pounding on the damn thing hard enough to be heard over the alarm. Finally the alarm stops and I can hear faint shuffling noises from inside. I keep on knocking until I hear him rattle the knob from the other side and a confused "the hell?" He finally figures out the lock mechanism and the door swings open. Usually I find his tousled bed head hair endearing, but the dark circles under his eyes that are rivaling Vantas' at his worse just makes him look like hell.
"Holy shit, dude. You are not pulling off the insomniac look well. You should have come and gotten me if you were having trouble sleeping."
"I didn't. I crashed hard last night. I don't even remember my head hitting the pillow." I find it hard to believe him when he's leaning against the door frame like it's about to be his next bed.
"John," I reach a hand out to check the temperature of his forehead but he feels fine. "Do you think you're coming down with something?"
"Nah, just tired." He leans into my hand.
"Do you want to go to class?"
"No? But since I'm up I probably should." He pushes off of the door frame and nearly falls into my arms as he heads to the bathroom. I watch him try to trip on the threshold, then sigh and go to the kitchen to start some coffee. Extra strength. I head back to the bathroom to make sure he doesn't slip and crack the tile with his head.
We get through the morning routine without any incident. Egbert is looking better by the time I hand him one of the two large cups of coffee in convenient travel mugs. He takes it gratefully and then blinks at the second one then again at my state of dress.
"You have something before noon?"
"Yea, taking my boyfriend to class." He stares blankly at me. I don't hear any cogs turning in his head. "You don't have the mental capacity to cross the street right now let alone get across campus.
"Oh."
"Yea. Come on. You'll owe me movie night tonight."
The best part about movie night is the accompanying hot make out sessions. I'm pretty sure that Egbert has seen each of these movies about twenty times each so I really don't feel bad to interrupt it for some lip locking action.
Are those the credits? Those are the credits. Fuck yes. Maybe now I can get him to pay a little more attention. I press him into the couch, throwing my leg over his lap so that I am straddling him. And all without breaking the kiss. I am the master of makeouts. It is me. His hands slide up the outside of my thighs and around my back to cup my ass. I moan into his mouth as he grips and palms.
"Mur ut ist inny," he tries through the kiss.
I pull away slightly, just enough to free his lips. "What?"
"Your butt is so skinny." He squeezes it as if to emphasize the fact.
"Are you saying I'm not fat?" I reply in an over exaggerated insulted tone. Theatrical gasp included.
"It's all bony and uncomfortable," he answers with slightly furrowed brows.
"Huh. That's new." I lean back a little farther to get a better look at his face. "Are you feeling okay?"
"Yea, just pleasant. A slight headache I guess. I'm going to go sleep it off." He starts pushing at me so I go ahead and slip off of his lap. He gets to his feet and goes to the bathroom with a slight stumble. I hear the rattle of medicine in the bottle and some running water to presumably wash it down. When he emerges, he looks over and me and waves, "Goodnight, Dave."
"Night, Egbert. I'm gonna stay up a little longer. Hope you feel better in the morning."
"Okay." He goes into his room, closing the door behind him.
What the fuck was all that about? Eventually I get up and head to my room to get on my computer.
-turntechGodhead [TG] began chatting up arachnidsGrip [AG]-
TG: sup
AG: Whoa! The cool kid has decided to take a 8reak from macking on the 8lue 8lunder and is talking to me!
AG: Are you sure you didn't mean to click on gallowsCali8r8or instead?
TG: shes not online
TG: and since you are im assuming that i am not interrupting anything
AG: Well, she is a little tied up :::;)
TG: as i have already explained to pyrope i really dont want to know what goes on in your bedroom
AG: Who said anything about the 8edroom? she's in the middle of investig8ing. Get your mind out of the gutter!
TG: oh
TG: whatever
TG: i actually did want to talk to you specifically though
AG: Why?
TG: this is gonna make me sound as paranoid as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs
TG: as a chicken in an alligator farm around lunch time
TG: as a marshmallow floating down the nile
TG: did you know that crocodiles like marshmallows campers have apparently taught them that and they float the marshmallows float but i guess campers do too so i could be as paranoid as a camper floating down the nile that would work as well
AG: Just get on with it!
TG: have you come across any other cerulean bloods with your jedi mind trick powers
AG: A couple, 8ut not a 8unch. Again, why?
TG: next question
TG: in the game your powers didnt work on us humans they just put us to sleep which caused enough issues anyways including but not limited to the creation of jack noir who fucked up more shit than was truly necessary
AG: Please get to the point. XXXX\
TG: is it still that way in this new alternia earth place
AG: Uh, I don't know.
AG: Hang on. Let me go find out.
TG: let you go find out
TG: why does that terrify me for the people of your city
TG: how are you even planning on doing that
TG: are you going to go out and find the nearest human tie him or her i guess up and try to mind fuck with them until you get an answer or theyre comatose in dreamland
TG: oh gog you really have left the computer
TG: i pray for their poor pitiful souls
TG: you know this could be evidence that pyrope would need to lock you up
TG: thats a fantasy of hers you know
TG: you probably do
TG: jegus why do my conversations with the two of you always end up in that direction
TG: and i walked myself to the gallows on that one
TG: you know it was supposed to be a quick yes or no answer not an in depth exploration of powers that i am pretty sure are illegal if they actually work
AG: Jegus Strider! I was just at my window.
AG: There are a 8unch of people walking around on the sidewalk.
AG: My powers work at a good distance so there is no need for kidnapping. Now that's illegal. :::;)
TG: so whats the prognosis mind hacking spider bitch
AG: That's Miss Spider 8itch to you!
TG: whatever
TG: spill
AG: Well, it seems that it only puts humans to sleep still and it has much less effect on trolls. Which is such a shame. It just makes them walk around all 8ooooooooring and clueless instead of doing the task I gave them.
TG: damn
AG: That's a 8ad answer? I thought you would be happy with that.
TG: its probably a good thing that you cant mess with peoples heads anymore
TG: though pyrope will be disappointed to know that you havent been doing anything illegal that way and im kinda surprised that its taken you this long to try it
AG: I'm reformed, thank you very much.
TG: 8ullshit
AG: Hey!
TG: anyways thanks for the information
AG: Hang on! You still haven't told me what's going on!
AG: That was a very specific and pointed question.
AG: Is there another 8lue 8looded 8itch troll messing with you guys? ((x8))
AG: I need to know if there is 8ecause that's my jo8! ((x8))
TG: nah its nothing
TG: again its probably just paranoia
AG: Just 8ecause you are paranoid doesn't mean that they aren't out to get you.
TG: arent you just pleasant
TG: on that note im gonna hit the sack
AG: Give the 8lue-eyed 8oy a kiss for me! ::::X
TG: why the fuck do you think i would do that
-turntechGodhead [TG] ceased chatting up arachindGrip [AG]-