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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ packs the essential water bottles & sandwiches in his backpack before he's off, putt putt putting to the fair's designated parking spot. doesn't immediately head for the meeting spot, however, strolling on over the bathroom first to do his business. before he leaves, he takes a moment to poke at some of the misbehaving strands on his head in a slightly disgruntled manner. attempts smoothing the strands down twice, then shakes his head, accepting the catastrophe that had been yesterday's sudden rain shower.

making his way back into the outside world, he ignores the trail of waddling seagulls behind him & begins to lazily walk toward the ticket booth to wait for alyssa & tony. ]

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

HRK--! [ would have jumped if tony's weight isn't keeping him relatively grounded. goes rigid instead in shock, hands curling into fists despite not swinging them, subconsciously recognizing the voice (& the nickname). eventually manages to turn his head stiffly to peer at his friend. ]

H-Hello!

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ just keeps his current position, brushing his nose against the shorter boy's due to their close proximity. ]

What's up? Nobody else here yet? Guess that means we get to spend some quality alone time together!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ adjusts his footing to account for the extra weight & turns his head the other way. ]

Lyssa should be here. Soon.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ goes back to nuzzling anthony's neck when the opportunity arises once more, blind to the curious looks they get from the people around them. ]

Well she ain't here yet.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ grows steadily more rigid, but brings up a hand to attempt at palming tony's face away. ]

Soon! Public--! Bad Skippy, down!

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ laughs at that, keeping himself latched on. ]

But you smell so good-!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ pinches his nose. ]

Like dirt?

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ tries to nip at him in retribution. ]

Flowers.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ jumps again, making him squeeze tony's nose with more force unconsciously. ]

. . . That's my boss' smell. Can't have it.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ whines & slaps at anthony's hand. ]

Stoppit! Abuse, abuse!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ ... holds it. ]

Then yield, heathen.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ wiggles pathetically. ]

Okay okay! Just lemme go!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ lets go & gives him a pat on the head. ]

There, there. It won't fall off.

1/2

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ rubs at it. ]

I need it to work, at least...

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ steps a few times to the right to come up in front of anthony, hands on hips his as he leans forward. ]

Your boss does smell like flowers, by the way. Very nice. He's super cute, too.

1/2

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

. . . ?!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't even notice the proximity, too busy lifting a hand to give another pat, but this time to a shoulder. ]

. . . Heard Hungary was nice.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ stands up straight & holds his hands up. ]

Don't worry, I didn't touch him! No harm done.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ rolls his eyes upward, making a mental note to apologize later. ]

Close enough to smell, close enough to fluster.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ scratches the back of his head a little. ]

Yeah, he seemed really shy. Is he always like that?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [ pokes him between the eyes as retribution. ]

How many pots did he break?

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ twitches. ]

Like, three. Then he dropped the cup of water he tried to give me.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ jabs again. ]

If his band-aid count is over six, hide under your bed.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ whines at the poke. ]

I only noticed four!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ & again. ]

Baby animal abuse.