FASH: Okay, I might havesome romance in this chapter, and if I don't... Uhhh, well, I'm trying to get some romance going, so let's get on with it.
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Tyson sighed sadly, oh so very sadly. 'Now I'll never have any sleep.' He inwardly dries at this revelation, he wanted sleep, so sue him. But nooooo, everyone have to go tell everyone else that he was 'all better now' and then they all had to come over and interrupt his cat nap, sure once they looked him over and made sure for themselves a lot of them were leaving, but he was sure that someone was staring at him, he just didn't know who, but he guessed that he might be able to find out if the feeling continued as even more people left. 'I feel like I'm being stalked.'
Of course, Tyson looked unnaturally cute when he was pissed off, although people should be fearing him more than admiring him, they just didn't know that yet.
Raul seemed to be avidly avoiding him, Tyson couldn't blame him, he himself still flushed at the thought of kissing him, but he was also was inwardly rejoicing, a lot of the guys who seemed to be very 'interested' in Taylor, seemed to be less 'friendly' around him at the moment, which made him more comfortable, hey, he wasn't going to complain if half of his admirers turned out to be straight, there was still the other half, but he could handle them, that and Hiro could always intimidate people, he was very gifted with that.
'Uh-oh, red head psycho, five o' clock.' Tyson chimed mentally as Brooklyn approached him cautiously. 'Looks like Hiro had a little 'talk' with him, too bad, other than having that little breakdown, Brooklyn's still okay.' A sleepy smile found its way to his lips. "Hi Brooklyn." "Hello Tyson." Brooklyn was nervously looking around and Tyson's smile stretched larger than in had been before. "What's the matter Brooklyn, sacred that the boogie man is gonna get you?" Brooklyn smiled a bit. "Well, if the boogie man just so happens to be your brother, then yes." Tyson chuckled a bit at this, he was too easily amused when tired. "So then, how about you and me ditch this place, and you get me some sugar? If I'm going to have to stay up the rest of the day, I at least need some sugar, or caffeine." Brooklyn blushed a bit and Tyson mentally Awwwwed.
"I don't think your brother would like me dragging you around, apparently you were supposed to be bedridden today." Brooklyn said softly, slowly gaining his confidence as he saw that Hiro was not in sight. "That, and the reason everyone came here was to make sure that no one was lying to them." "Well, I'm back!" He gave him the peace sign, winking and Brooklyn moved closer, inches away from him. "Yes, I was beginning to miss your eyes, violet was fine, but-" "Brooklyn, what are you doing?" Brooklyn shot a small glare over his shoulder at Garland, who was making his way through the quickly dispersing crowd.
'Oh dear God.' The last thing Tyson needed was the two to fight over him! 'Men! … Wait a minute… That phrase coming from me doesn't seem to make sense any more.' Tyson glared at the ceiling unhappily, tapping his foot as Garland came closer. 'Now then, what to make of this situation?'
"What does it look like I'm doing, Garland?" Brooklyn asked coolly and Tyson looked at the pair through half opened eyes. 'I swear to God, if I don't get any sugar soon, I'm going to collapse.' "Alright." He said, clasping his hands together. "I have an idea." Brooklyn and Garland looked at his curiously and Tyson smiled psychotically. "You two can lead me to sugar, and I won't go on a murderous rampage." Neither of the spoke or moved and Tyson frowned dejectedly. "Oh come on! I'm capable or murder! Just look into my eyes, my evil, murderous eyes!" Tyson tried to prove his point by using his fingers to pry open his eyes and put his face inches from theirs.
"Oh yeah Tyson, you're a cold blooded murderer, though and through." Came a sarcastic voice from behind him and Tyson slowly turned, giving Rick a raspberry. (When they stick out their tongue and pull down one eyelid.) "Obviously I am so much more of a serial killer than you could ever be Rickyyyy. Now get me SUGAR!"
Ten minutes later, Tyson happily sighed as he gazed lovingly at his chocolate ice cream, he could be quite convincing when half asleep and throwing a temper tantrum, and then Kai had come in, saying that he sounded like a four year old, which made him even more made, Rick had gone off somewhere, everyone else had left, and Hiro, well, if he couldn't get Tyson to sleep, he would at least provide sugar for him. 'I like ice cream yes I do, I like ice cream how about you? Ice cream is like…. Frozen cream, with added flavor. And it tastes goooood!' Meanwhile other thoughts in the small group of the parlor were. 'I swear to God, if they even think about doing anything to my baby brother without his consent, I shall kill them.' (Gee, I don't know who that is.) 'He's sooo cute! Don't smile, stay cool, cool damn it!' 'I wish I were that spoon.' And last but not least. 'I wish Hiro wasn't here.'
'And this is one of the many reasons why I love my big brother!' Hiro was sitting beside him in a booth at the ice cream parlor, while Brooklyn, Garland and Kai sat on the opposite side. Hiro was glaring at all three of them at once, daring them to try and make a move on Tyson while he was there. And the three of them knew Hiro well enough that they really shouldn't mess with him, especially if Tyson was involved.
Tyson was so immersed in his ice cream that he hadn't noticed the deafening silence between them all until he was finished. He blinked innocently, tilting his head to the side, which made Kai, Garland and Brooklyn all inwardly turn into mush, and asked. "Have you guys ever read a Harlequin novel?"
THUMP
As four of the five face vaulted, Tyson vaguely wondered if hitting their heads so hard on the counter hurt.
FASH: Hahahaha! I like the question, and if you don't know what a Harlequin novel is, it's like, 'and her bosom ached with each touch of his hand against her body' type thing. Like porn for women. I'm not sure why I made Tyson ask that, but, it was funny, to me at least. REVIEW!
