Dark: Havoc gives him a flat look. "dork."
For-Chan: "Pervert."
Dark: he glares. but he can't attack him 'cause his hands are busy holding Roy's. "crushes do not make me a perv!"
For-Chan: "Oh? Someone has a guilty conscious. I never said a thing about crushes." Roy says teasingly.
Dark: Havoc puffs, looking away and blushing. "hn."
For-Chan: "Ohh~hhhh! Someone's got a cruuu~uuush!" Roy sing songs.
Dark: Havoc flushes scarlet. it looked adorable on him. he lets go of Roy's hand just to thwap him. #>.>#
For-Chan: "Hey!" Roy whines.
Dark: "don't tease me. i feel dumb enough as is." ._.
For-Chan: "Aww, you're not dumb. There's thousands of people out there who fall in love with super heros. Not all of them are even real. At least you get to interact with yours. It's not so far off." He says comfortingly.
Dark: somehow when Roy said that... it felt like he was more than just trying to comfort Havoc with silly words. "i guess..."
For-Chan: "Don't guess. With you always running towards danger like that, who knows, she might even like you back." In fact...he already does, but he can't let Havoc know, which is pretty depressing, just another thing on top of everything else.
Dark: "now you're being silly," he said and pulled himself away from Roy. he sat down next to him on the floor.
For-Chan: "Am I?" Roy sits up, sitting indian style beside him. "She hasn't done or said anything that make you feel like maybe, just maybe she does?"
Dark: he looks thoughtful. "aside from telling me to be careful?"
For-Chan: "That's it? Well, she's right you know. You need to be careful. You could get really hurt."
Dark: he sweatdrops. "it's not like i stand there and say "hey, danger, c'mere!"
For-Chan: "No, but you seem to like to run towards it." He shakes his head. "It's like you have to be there, just like she does." He says thoughtfully.
Dark: "maybe it's destiny," he grinned.
For-Chan: "Maybe, but you should still be careful." Roy looks down at his toes. His toenails are painted. He had a lot of time to pick the perfect color while he was brooding at home.
For-Chan: (XD)
Dark: (so gay!)
Dark: "i am careful." he shakes his head.
For-Chan: (*giggles* of course!)
For-Chan: "Ok, I don't want to nag. I'm just saying." He shrugs.
Dark: "i know. i apperiate that you're worried about me." he smiled.
For-Chan: "And I appreciate that you came all the way out here cause you're worried about me...even if I'm a little weird." He smiles.
Dark: "you're a lot weird," Havoc said. "but you're also my friend. so all is cool as long as you're cool."
For-Chan: "Cool as the cucumber slices I put on my eyes when I'm giving myself a girly gay facial."
Dark: Havoc laughed. "you really don't do that?" XD
For-Chan: He smiled. "No, I really don't. Vegetables belong in a salad bowl, not on my eyes."
Dark: he grinned. "good, i think that shit's ridiculous. women are strange."
For-Chan: "So are men. So are we all." He shrugs with a smile. "Some of us are just more strange than others."
Dark: he nods. "good outlook."
For-Chan: "I like to think so...but talking about food makes me hungry. Wanna join me for a snack?" He gets up off the floor, stretching. His back pops a little and his shirt rides up.
Dark: he finds himself looking and wonders why. he gets up and follows. "lead me to food."
For-Chan: "You got it." He walks out of the room, going down the hall and back down the stairs where they finally find the kitchen in the back of the house. It's a biiiiiig kitchen. Roy heads for the big steel doored fridge and opens it up. "Feel like anything special?"
Dark: "no," he said, eyes wide.
For-Chan: "Oh! Pizza." He reaches in and pulls out a pizza box. "Dad must have had the muncies." He brings it over tot he counter and opens it up. There's about half of a pepperoni pizza in the box. "Well, help yourself." Roy goes to get some napkins and tosses them onto the counter before pulling out a slice. He starts picking off the pepperoni and putting it back in the box. Once the pizza is pepperoni free, he takes a bite.
Dark: "thanks," he murmurs and takes out a silce too. he eats it wit the pepperoni. "don't like it?"
For-Chan: Roy shrugs. "I don't like it cooked. It gets all crispy and gross."
Dark: "true enough," he said taking a bite. he doesn't mind crispy and gross as long as it's warm. but cold isn't bad either. "i ment the pepperoni"
For-Chan: "So did I. I'll eat pepperoni fresh, but no cooked on the pizza. Crispy dead animal...yuck. Not that I have anything against eating animals, just sometimes I'm more averse to it than others."
Dark: "oh i thought you meant the pizza itself," he said, understanding now.
For-Chan: "Pizza is magic. You can eat it hot or cold and it's always good."
Dark: he nods. "one of the truely versitile foods."
For-Chan: "It can be fancy or cheap, date food or party grub. It's near god-like." He says, extolling the virtues of pizza with half a mouthful of said food.
Dark: he laughed and reached over and rubbed hair.
For-Chan: He smiles, munching away happily. "Want a drink?" He turns back to the fridge.
Dark: "yeah, whatever's fine."
For-Chan: He goes over and pulls out the first two cans he finds and brings them back to the counter. "Rootbeer," he says placing them on the counter.
Dark: "thank you," he said and opens one, drinking some before speaking again. "this place is huge."
For-Chan: "Yeah, my grandmother is rich. It all comes from her side of the family. She makes a lot with her fashion, but there's other family property that keeps us up there. Not to sound like a rich brat, but it's pretty normal to me. When my mom was alive, we lived in a smaller house, but after she died we moved in with my grandmother."
Dark: "you don't really give off the 'rich brat vibe'." he said
For-Chan: "Well, obviously, I don't live with your typical rich family. What other rich snobs have you met with tacky pink lawn flamingos?" He grins.
Dark: "not cool ones," Havoc grins back.
For-Chan: "How many rich snobs do you know anyway? Go to school with some?"
Dark: "not many," he laughed.
For-Chan: "Well, I don't know many poor people," Roy says. "You seem pretty civalized for part of the unwashed masses." He gives him his best "I'm looking down my nose at you because you're dirt under my heel" look.
Dark: Havoc laughs and flicks him. "i wash... every few days."
For-Chan: Roy gasps. "Dirty heathen!"
Dark: "watch it or i'll rub my dirt on you," he said.
For-Chan: Roy pretends to recoil. "Don't do that! I'll have my beefed up security team in here to have you removed."
Dark: he inches closers, like he's preparing to attack.
For-Chan: Roy backs away. "Eeek!"
Dark: he lunges
For-Chan: "Ah!" Roy squawks as he dodges in earnst.
Dark: he almost falls on the floor. "hey!"
For-Chan: "I'm not giong to stand there and let you catch me you brute!" Roy announces from the other side of the counter.
Dark: he chases after him. "fine. it'll just be sweeter when i do catch you." something about this sounded very wrong. ah, but who cares?
For-Chan: Roy squeaks and runs again, heading for the hallway.
Dark: he's right on his tail. "no where you can hide!"
For-Chan: Of course, there's plenty of places he could hide, but he doesn't head for any of them. He goes streaking into the television room with Havoc hot on his heels.
Dark: "you're making this easy!" Havoc laughs as he closes the gap between them
For-Chan: Roy laughs giong around the couch. "Trust me, if you were a real dirty monster, I'd make it a lot harder."
Dark: "so you wanna get caught?" he raises an eyebrow.
For-Chan: "Who said you could catch me?" Roy laughs again and picks up speed.
Dark: "you did. unconsiously!" he picks up speed too. Roy're pretty fast though
For-Chan: Roy sprints out of the room and turns down a different hall, running into a large dining room. "Well, catch me than" XD
Dark: he dashes after him. "now you're being difficult!"
For-Chan: "Nu uh." He laughs as he runs around the table.
Dark: he stops at the table. "crap." he shuffles a little to the right.
For-Chan: Roy stops as well, moving the other way. He laughs again, feeling like a little kid.
Dark: he fulls and hops over the table.
Dark: (*huffs)
For-Chan: "Hey! Cheater!" Roy cries as he turns and tried to get away again.
Dark: he catches him. "hahaha! got ya! us poor don't follow rules!" XDD