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 Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 7:34 pm
"Well... it's still OUR band." He folded his arms scowling at the idea that someone might -argue- the name. Hmmph... "We allowed them to join, I don't see that they could object TOO much."
He paused and actually gave a sympathetic wince at Dem's sudden stop in dancing.
"Your doing a lot better..." he confirmed. "We're going to make this work." He nodded and clapped his roomie on the shoulder.
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 9:11 am
"It's -everyone's- band, but hopefully they'll like it cause it's awesome!"
At the sudden clap to his shoulder Demy gave a rather bright grin and....reached out to ruffle Z's hair.
"Of course it's gonna work! It's us man, did you really have any doubt?"
Nevermind the fact a lot of their plans failed...this one simply wasn't allowed to.
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 10:48 am
"...its OUR band... it was OUR idea, we -invited- them to join" He grumbled scowling and folding his arms grumpily.
Seriously was it -that- hard to see? Besides, it was an -excellent- name, even if they thought it was -their- band surely they would have to concede -that.
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:04 am
"Yeah but like...without them it wouldn't be much of a band, right Z-man? So you started it...but it's kinda still everyone's band. Right?"
Or was he totally just missing something. Hrm...it wouldn't be -too- far fetched to think he was missing the main point. Demy didn't think he was though.
Oh well! For now he could just continue to ruffle Z's hair. Ha!
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:06 am
"HMMPH" he grumbled "... we could get different people..." he grumbled and ducked his head slightly to try and disengage the 'ruffling' assault.
"Do you -mind-?!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:10 am
Bah, the argument over the band was quickly forgotten in favor of operation TORMENT THE ROOMIE!
"Actually, I do mind!"
He was grinning, that grin that said 'so you want me to stop doing something? well how about I do something worse...'
And then Z was in the air, his taller roommate wrapping him in the tightest bear hug he could manage in his current state.
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:17 am
"What!? HEY- NO!!! PUTMEDOW--OOMPH! What are you!! PUT ME...DEM!!!!!"
He waved his feet for purchase on anything, a table, a beauro, the wall. Something so he wasn't 'hanging' quite so much.
"DARNIT DEM!!!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:20 am
No you don't!
Demy moved away from anything that would let Z gain the upper hand, all the while keeping a tight hold. Hell, he even rested his face against Z's back.
"You're comfy, you know that? Despite all your flailing. I bet you liiiiike it."
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:27 am
"NO I DON'T" he protested turning crimson.
"PUT ME DOWN!! DEM!! I swear to god if you make your rib worse!!" He added
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:50 am
"I'm fineeeeee man!"
Like he hadn't said that 100 times before.
"What if hugging you makes my ribs feel better, -then- what Z-man? Hrmmm?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:53 am
"It DOSEN'T" he announced with certainty. "it can't POSSIBLY!!, and your STILL fibbing about your ribs!! -AND- I'd still want down! Because I'm UP..."
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:56 am
"How do you know? You're not me, you don't know how my ribs feel. Maybe the attention of my roomie makes me feel better, or...at least forget about it hurting. You know, if it did hurt. Because I'm still totally -fine-."
Was Z still in the air? Yep. Was Demy still hugging him? Of course!
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:38 pm
Z Heaved a -deep- sigh and went uncharacteristically -limp- in 'surrender and folded his arms. "Hmph...." He grumbled... "Fine, your attended, feeling better?" Followed by a very low mumble that may or may not have been something along the lines of 'liking it if he could pick dem up and a few other interesting words about size"
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:35 am
"Little bit..."
He held the other captive for a few more moments before finally releasing Z over his bed. Sheesh, he was acting like being hugged by Demy was killing him or something! Way to be an ungrateful roomie.
Z deposited, Demy wandered to his own bed and plopped down. All in all? It had been a pretty good day. Now it was time to relax.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 11:06 pm
"HRMMPH!" he said a final time and folded his arms -just- to be sure it was -very- clear he was irritated. Just because he seemed to have 'portable' written on his forehead didn't mean it was an invitation.
But he did mumble a thank you at being relased, and over his own -bed-...actually his own bed and it wasn't invaded. Bonus!
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