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the-awesome-insomniac

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Your name is Dave Elizabeth Strider and you are currently headed to a Bro-doppelganger's room, while shirtless… and you are NOT staring at the plush rump hidden by his skirt.

Definitely not.

Hell no.

Damn…

I walked behind Dirk towards a room with a Rainbow Dash poster, I smirked thinking about Bro's weird ass obsession with those things. He held the door open, and with a totally ironic bow let me step in first.

OH

DEAR

GOG

PLUSH RUMP

EVERYWHERE… I dropped my shirt in ironic fear. Totally ironic.

"Not a fan of your bro's work I take it?" He chuckled

"Let's just say Bro brings his creepy work home is all…" I shuddered internally. At least this dude only had a few, just scattered around the room. I saw him flash step to his bed and a photo frame was turned down on the nightstand next to it. I decided to leave that alone and looked around; his room had a work table next to the window by the fire escape, a queen bed, and a sweet computer set-up. The wall had a tv mounted on it and all the game consoles out , even some sick turntables.

"So what do you wanna do?" I asked as I pulled my pants on under the dress.

"I've got robots to build… uh some shitty dvds, turntables, games… and smuppets." He smirked at the smuppets bit.

"Well fuck that last one" I sneered

"That's the point dude." He laughed, "relax, I didn't. Just fucking with you."

Bet you'd like to… "Nice, hey unzip my dress." I turned and pointed to the stupid zipper on the back.

"Sure." He flashed behind me now and pulled the zipper, "Shit, it snagged hold on a sec." He tugged on it while his other hand touched my shoulder blades to level the zipper. I squirmed as I don't usually have a hand to my skin, unless Bro's strifing with me and I'm in a headlock.

"Hurry up dude." I grumble, my skin feeling tingly

"Be patient" His breath fanned over the back of my neck, the zipper started moving again, "see? Don't rush perfection man." I turned to give him a 'you're kidding' look but I couldn't. His face was way closer than I thought it'd be. His shades reflected my (thankfully) stoic face, and I decided to out game him.

"Thanks, for being my 'perfect' prince" I smirked and leaned in, "but I'll rush if I want." I backed up a step and turned away from him and slipped the dress off. I purposefully bent straight down to pick up my shirt I heard him clear his throat I stood back up with it in my hand, but didn't move to put it on. "So, robots huh?" I quirk a brow, "what do they do?"

"Well Sawtooth over there just helps me out to fight, and repair the others." He pointed to a tall bot in the corner, "Squarewave there, raps with me." He nodded to a small bot wearing a hoodie and hat. "And AR is just a royal pain in the ass, but also my portable cp." He pointed to his shades, and the lens suddenly had a beam of red go across it.

"Those shades are a computer? Sweet." I smirk, "What's the AR stand for?"

"autoResponder, he looks through my messages and shit, and if I don't feel like talking he takes over for me. Just like me in a robo-dirk sense." He sighs, "Too much like me though so he dicks around with my friends a lot though."

"Nice to not deal with jackasses on the web though." I say while sitting on his bed.

"Yeah every time I get spam mail, he sends them back pictures of fat naked dudes to the main site's homepage. It's hilarious."

"Sweet."

"Want me to hook you up with cp shades?" He asked

"Nah… I got these from… my best bro. So I'm good." I push up my shades more and stretch back to lay down on his bed not wanting to make eye/shade contact.

"Sure, want a soda? I'm gonna grab some." He nodded

"Got any AJ?" I ask

"Hmm… I don't think so."

"You totally, should, shit's delicious. I'll get it, there's some in my bag in Rose's room."

"I got it, just pick out a shitty movie or game?" He points to the bookshelf.

"Kay." I nod and stride over to look at his vast collection. Shit he's got every fucking movie Bro and I do… hmm… Oh fuck yeah. I grab the dvd and start it up. I glance at the down-turned photo, but shake my head. Everyone's got secrets. I cue it up and look round the room some more, some swords and other weapons on the walls, a skateboard looking thing on the ground by his window. Shit ton of records on his bookshelves with games and dvds... dude's got a sweet set-up with his turntables… even nicer than mine… and Bro got them for me.

"Hey, pizza's arrived so I snagged one for us." Dirk called with his arms full.

"Sweet, but I only ordered 1." I noticed

"Yeah, Rose ordered more… she's got crazy ass intuition or something." He shrugged and sat next to me on his bed, he saw I chose 40 year-old virgin and chuckled.

"I think she's a seer or some shit." I recall as I grab a slice of heaven. Heh, that was such a shitty pun it was ironic… nice. I hit the play button and bit into the gooey awesomeness of a greasy everything on-it pizza.

"Seer huh? Then I guess I'll just stick with Prince." He grinned a little, "And you'll be my knight right?" I could feel his eyes fluttering behind those shades.

"Hell yeah, get all that honor and glory, make the towns girls all fall to the ground as I drop from my horse like I'm hot. Well, hotter." I smirk.

"Swoon dude. Mad swooning going on over here." He shifted so he sat next to me at the head of his bed, leaning on his orange and black pillows. "Nice movie choice."

"Yeah, I mean hairy dudes getting waxed? Count me in."

"Kinky." He smirks

"Oh yeah baby, wax on… wax off." I played back

"Gonna have some rad moves by the end…" He leant by my face and licked it. "Pizza sauce… just a 'wax off.'" He then flashed away to the other side of the bed.

Touché dude.

And game on.