sliceitwithwind | Terren Apples

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Terren Apples - Kiddie AU

Braig was out of the room when Dilan peeked back in, finally. He grabbed the bag, which over the course of packing had taken on capital letters; The Bag. It had the G-strings with their fake fig leaves, the apples, Aya's clear bra, and the container that held one comfortably dozing snake.

Dilan had checked, it was fine to keep the snake curled up in there for the couple of hours it had taken...and he'd checked on it every time they stopped. Still a very large snake. Very large. He poked the remaining lump in the bed, "Aya! He's out!"

He dropped her share of stuff on the bed and started stripping with absolutely no regard for modesty. Not that he'd ever had any. The usual array of noises that occurred after every waxing were made, along with giggles. (Manly giggles.)

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"Hey, I didn't know you guys were coming to this one! I've had reservations for like six months and you guys told me you were coming last weekend!" Which was six days ago to be fair.

Aya snorted and pulled Braig's elbow and shoulder up so she could stick another pillow under it. Then shook a finger at Pierce, then popped up to get the door! Pizza! And Dilan!"

Braig made it to the door in order to sign the credit slip, and Dilan handed Aya half the pizzas. "Like, next time dude? Let us know what con you're gonna go to. If we're all going, we'll bunk together. If not, at least you asked."

Aya sniffed the pizzas happily and passed the bags of non-pizza stuff back to Pierce. "And this way we could even plan foursome costumes!" Cause another body was awesome! "Hey, Ninja Turtles!" It was the four person team that came to mind.

Pierce laughed and waved a hand. "Sure, I'll send you a list once I pull out my phone again." His hands were full.

"I am way too hairy to be a turtle." Dilan said through a piece of pizza. And through attacking Braig's face with topical anaesthetic. Braig made sad eyes at the pizzas, but did not attempt to get Dilan to stop.

Mostly because he'd lose. Badly.

Well, everyone got to experience Dilan's fussing and getting sat on if they didn't behave thing once? After that it was understood that people should just hold still! Aya at least got a piece of pizza on a plate and ready for Braig.

Pierce snorted, breadstick in his mouth. "M'not a turtle. Could do the kangaroos? Warriors of virtue?"

"Kangaroos are cool." was Dilan's opinion, with Braig going, "Eh, sure. We can do that. Gimme!" as Dilan backed off and Aya held the pizza out.

"Well, yeah, but can we make decent tails?" Aya asked. Bad tails were worse than no tails in her opinion. Aya let Braig have his plate then made a show of counting her fingers. "And we'll need ideas for the other two days too."

"Well, there's always the Aces,"Pierce offered. "Playing card villains?"

Dilan blinked at her, "Yeah. A little bit of computer engineering from me and Pierce, a low-level illusion spell courtesy of Braig, we'll look awesome."

Braig rolled his eyes at Aya, then mumbled, "Fantastic four. Pierce gets to be Mr. Fantastic, I get to be Johnny, Dilan is," siiiiiigh from Dilan, "the Thing, you'd be Sue."

"What about those guys at the summer con that were disenchanting costumes?" Aya asked. They'd have to find a decent counter for it, like squirt guns full of lemon juice or something.

Pierce blinked, then cackled. "We'd be married Aya!"

"Like, if they can dispell my illusions I'll buy you a new car." Braig said, "Hell, I'll buy both of you new cars."

Dilan was nomming. SO NOMMING NUMMY NUMMY NUMMY...he was already down one of his pizzas.

Aya was eating between talking, so she wasn't a whole pizza down yet but it was still well on it's way to that! "Hey, anything is possible! You're not the Guinness world record holder or anything!" Aya elbowed him gently and laughed. "Plus we went to a lot of trouble to find a car Dilan fits in comfortably, why would we replace that?"

Pierce just snorted. "No, but he did needle the graphs in the college magic test rooms. They both did." He...wasn't suppose to know that lalalala.

"So you'd have your own." Braig said, ruffling her hair, "I know you've been eyeing those hybrids."

"Heeeeyyyyyy..." Dilan said, "How'd you find out?"

"What good is a car you guys can't fit in?" Aya asked, swatting at his hand playfully. "If I'm going somewhere alone I can bike or bus."

Pierce had his mouth full of pizza lalalala! Pierce had his methods!

"I fit." sigh for being, like, short.

Dilan piped up with, "Actually there're some hybrid cars being made down South! It's Wapshut make, big enough for even Dahnil!"

"Well, yeah, but then we'd be ditching Braig." Aya pointed out, passing his pizza box so he could refill his plate.

"Okay, okay, we can shop for big hybrids if it comes to that okay! I give up!"

"Seriously, Pierce, how'd you find out? Not cool, man. They've been talking about classifying our scores!" Dilan looked askance at Aya when he said that, "Especially Braig's. I'm just an Air prodigy."

Pierce swallowed, took a sip from one of the two liters that arrived, then blinked at them. "Yeah, but not classified yet man. Some of your teachers are on message boards asking about how such a thing could be faked you know? I"m in boards that follow electronics where people asked about recalibrating the Toska Scales. Those are heavy duty, I wanted to know why...I maaaaay be showing up at your college to assist a calibration."

"Oh..." Dilan hissed and hacked his way through some truly filthy Katzu curses.

Braig flopped backwards on the bed ("Hey! Don't get cheese on the bed!") and said; "Ma-an, I so don't want to have to take those again. Such a drag."

"Hey, hey, chill dudes. They want to make ultra sure nothing is going wrong with shit before you guys get slapped with classified stickers! That's a good thing!" Pierce snorted and waved a breadstick like a pointer for emphasis. "Sure, a pain, but you gotta be really badass to make teachers and faculty scramble like that!"

Aya just rolled her eyes and passed chicken wings to anyone who wanted to share them. "Well, they're awesome."

"Well, duh." Braig said, "It's just that the fuckin' tests take way too much time away from important things." Like sex, drugs, and homework.

"Thanks, Aya." Nom nom nom chickens nom.

"Oh boo-hoo. You can be uber country secrets and you're whining about losing some time." Pierce was NOT sympathetic. "Are you telling me that you can't actually schedule around some tests?! Where did the geniuses I know go?"

Mmmm, chickens.

Braig sighed, "Dude...when we graduate we're gonna be, like. Slammed into a lifetime of having our lives scheduled around other people's needs. Can you really blame us for wanting to live for a while first?"

Hmmm, thinking face, thinking face..."Yep!" See, not a hard one that! "That is kind of what being a student entails. As geniuses, guys, you will have a lot more freedom once you're promoted and can hire your own peons. Buck up, I'm not helping calibrate one of the bitchiest pieces of equipment in the world so you can WHINE." Jerks.

Aya...just laughed. So hard.

Braig shrugged and shook his head, "Gonna have to, like, agree to disagree."

Dilan leaned over until his head was on Aya's knee and opened his mouth. Feed him, he's cute?

"I guess so. Still, it'll be nice to tinker with a Toska anyway. Thanks for the opportunity guys." Pierce was a geek. His love was easy to buy!

And Aya was happy to let Dilan chew on her chicken bones? It was eating the whole chicken! It was awesome! And, well, then she'd switch to his pizza.

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