Post by ranlou on Nov 18, 2014 12:56:56 GMT -5
The pounding in Mikey's ears was the first thing he was aware of. His arm instinctively reached across his eyes to block out the bright rising sun. His dry mouth felt like dried glue as he tried to generate some saliva.
"Well look whose awake~"
Her voice shot through him like a glass shattering. He groaned and shifted further into his hammock.
"You better start cleaning up the mess you made late night." Lin's tone left no room for joking, "if you think I'm the one cleaning your messes, your sorely mistaken."
Mikey carefully opened his eyes to the petite figure of Lin standing over him. He growled, "I'll do it later-".
Lin scowled and yanked Mikey's threadbare blanket off him. His eyes shot open and flashed bright green. "What the /fuck/!"
Lin's scowl remained present, throwing the blanket over her shoulder, "Oh please, suck it up. Now get your ass up and start cleaning." She hissed, walking back into their humble treehouse.
The werelupe groaned and sat up, lifting each leg out of his warm cocoon of a hammock. Letting his eyes settle over their abode, he can see he made a little mess last night. The nicknacks that Lin had given him from her questionable stash of intergalactic souvenirs had been knocked off of their perches and laid on the ground, one of them in shatters. A table itself had been tipped over, and the smell of vomit was coming from the base of the tree.
The persistent pounding in his head seemed to increase as a small green girl marched over to him with a broom and dust pan, "Maybe you can start with something your ex girlfriend gave you." She hissed.
Mikey's eyes widened in hurt. They both kept to a code that a certain maraquan gelert was a touchy subject, usually avoided. His eyes darted around frantically at something he ha kept that she gave him. To his own knowledge he didn't have anything of hers to even clean up. But Lin was better at keeping track of that sort of thing than he was.
At the lost look on his face, Lin sighed, "I was kidding you dope," she frowned, "you were stumbling so much last night that you /happened/ to knock over that miniature gorix spaceship I gave you."
She paused, getting angry again, "And you better realize how much that thing was worth! Not to mention that I /did/ give it to you!" She seethed.
Dawning shown through Mikey's eyes, glancing at the broken purple pieces behind her. He looked back at her the, "ex girlfriend" part still ringing through him.
Lin frowned and put her hands on her hips, "I'm not breaking up with you, but if you continue with this over grown child routine I don't see it as impossible," she muttered.
Mikey finally looked relieved and took the broom and dust pan from her hands, he gave her a mock salute, "On it~"
Lin huffed and stalked off, muttering about working on her spaceship.
Mikey got to work, sweeping up what remained of the gorix spaceship, and putting everything back in its place. He flipped the table back and even started a pot of coffee in their makeshift kitchen. He then grabbed their water bucket and made his way down the old decrepit tree.
Careful not to step in his own puke, he made his way to the closest fresh water, and filled up his bucket. On his walk back, shifting in bushes caught his attention. His ears followed the noise as his pace slowed and body tensed. After his... old girlfriend's... disappearance. He's questioned his safety from the spirit who ran these woods. The werelupe and angry spirit were not on good terms, but he had been granted permission to live in the tree he lived in currently. But do to the current vomit that sat at the roots of the tree, he fears to have angered the spirit.
But suddenly a small green ixi fell out from the bushes in front of him, "Ayy~, Mikey! Look what the cat dragged in!"
Mikey smiled slightly at the disfigured ixi, "Coony!" He greeted in surprise, "Have you been following me?"
Coony grinned, "Hell nah! I was just visiting a friend was all-"
Mikey rolled his eyes at the excuse, but ignored it all the same, continuing his walk toward the treehouse. The young boy followed him, almost tripping up his feet.
"So what are /you/ doing out here?" He pestered.
Mikey sighed, "You do realize I /live/ out here right?"
"Oh yea, yea sure, I knew that. But I figured it was probably too early for you to be awake. You practically woke up /all of neovia/ last night with your howling. I figured you'd still be workin off that... brown bottle flu." He snickered.
"What the hell is brown bottle flu?" Mikey snorts.
"Ya know~ that divine punishment that seems ta be wreaking your skull about now."
"It's a fucking hangover. It doesn't need all them little nicknames." Mikey grunts.
"Sure sure, but hey," he the little mutant reaches up to Mikey's ear, yanking in his arm to pull him closer, "STILL SUCKS RIGHT?" He shouts.
Mikey lashes his paw out and shoves the kid away. Coony cackles as he falls to the ground, "Jesus alright alright~"
Mikey growls and continues to trudge along the path.
"Hey! Hey wait up! I got your refill!"
Mikey turned his head, "Huh?"
Coony pulled his mouth into a sly grin, "For a price of course~"
Mikey rolled his eyes, "Well I don't see anything on ya-" he drawled.
Coony waved his hand, "Of course not. I /told/ you; I'm visiting a friend," he grinned.
Mikey snorted, "Uh huh, ookeee~"
Coony frowned, "It's true! Why else would I be out here? Huh?!"
Mikey sighed, "'Suppose it makes sense..."
"Uh huh! Yea see? I'm right..." Coony asserted.
Mikey lit up, "Alright- I'll buy from you, only if I get to meet this little friend."
Coony gaped, "What? No I can't do that! She doesn't like that. Nope. No..." He started to panic.
Mikey grinned sharply, "So it's a girl huh?"
Coony's eyes widened, but his pupils dilated in hysteria- betraying his only friend like this? He knows she would /hate/ him now. Just /hate/ him. He would be all alone again. But if he didn't he would make any money. He was thinking of actually /buying/ something for... her. She would like it if he bought instead of stole. But she would hate him if he brought her. /Hate/ him. His breathing quicker a bit.
"Whoa calm down there tiger," Mikey frowned softly, "didn't mean ta freak ya out like that."
Coony gulped a bit, slightly reassured by Mikey's demeanor. His
fell into his stomach as he glanced down at his hands, "I guess I can ask her first... maybe... Make sure she's alright with it..."
Mikey barked a laugh, "Sure kid, you come tell me around noon if I should meet you at the usual pla-"
"WHAT IS TAKING SO LONG? THE SMELL IS TRAVELING!" Lin's voice shouted off from her spaceship.
Mikey groaned as Coony snorted, "Whipped..." He muttered, grin returning to his lips.
Mikey cuffed the side of the ixi's head, "Just bring the stuff... And the girl a'ight? I'll make sure to bring the money." He paused, "Just wanna make sure I can take inventory on all ya kids, ya know? If there is a girl your hangin' with; I figure she'd be pretty cool too~"
"I never said she was a ki-"
"MIKEY!"
"I'm going!"
Coony smirked, "See yea-... Bitch~"
Mikey frowned but stalked off toward his puddle of stomach acid and pizza that awaited him.
"Well look whose awake~"
Her voice shot through him like a glass shattering. He groaned and shifted further into his hammock.
"You better start cleaning up the mess you made late night." Lin's tone left no room for joking, "if you think I'm the one cleaning your messes, your sorely mistaken."
Mikey carefully opened his eyes to the petite figure of Lin standing over him. He growled, "I'll do it later-".
Lin scowled and yanked Mikey's threadbare blanket off him. His eyes shot open and flashed bright green. "What the /fuck/!"
Lin's scowl remained present, throwing the blanket over her shoulder, "Oh please, suck it up. Now get your ass up and start cleaning." She hissed, walking back into their humble treehouse.
The werelupe groaned and sat up, lifting each leg out of his warm cocoon of a hammock. Letting his eyes settle over their abode, he can see he made a little mess last night. The nicknacks that Lin had given him from her questionable stash of intergalactic souvenirs had been knocked off of their perches and laid on the ground, one of them in shatters. A table itself had been tipped over, and the smell of vomit was coming from the base of the tree.
The persistent pounding in his head seemed to increase as a small green girl marched over to him with a broom and dust pan, "Maybe you can start with something your ex girlfriend gave you." She hissed.
Mikey's eyes widened in hurt. They both kept to a code that a certain maraquan gelert was a touchy subject, usually avoided. His eyes darted around frantically at something he ha kept that she gave him. To his own knowledge he didn't have anything of hers to even clean up. But Lin was better at keeping track of that sort of thing than he was.
At the lost look on his face, Lin sighed, "I was kidding you dope," she frowned, "you were stumbling so much last night that you /happened/ to knock over that miniature gorix spaceship I gave you."
She paused, getting angry again, "And you better realize how much that thing was worth! Not to mention that I /did/ give it to you!" She seethed.
Dawning shown through Mikey's eyes, glancing at the broken purple pieces behind her. He looked back at her the, "ex girlfriend" part still ringing through him.
Lin frowned and put her hands on her hips, "I'm not breaking up with you, but if you continue with this over grown child routine I don't see it as impossible," she muttered.
Mikey finally looked relieved and took the broom and dust pan from her hands, he gave her a mock salute, "On it~"
Lin huffed and stalked off, muttering about working on her spaceship.
Mikey got to work, sweeping up what remained of the gorix spaceship, and putting everything back in its place. He flipped the table back and even started a pot of coffee in their makeshift kitchen. He then grabbed their water bucket and made his way down the old decrepit tree.
Careful not to step in his own puke, he made his way to the closest fresh water, and filled up his bucket. On his walk back, shifting in bushes caught his attention. His ears followed the noise as his pace slowed and body tensed. After his... old girlfriend's... disappearance. He's questioned his safety from the spirit who ran these woods. The werelupe and angry spirit were not on good terms, but he had been granted permission to live in the tree he lived in currently. But do to the current vomit that sat at the roots of the tree, he fears to have angered the spirit.
But suddenly a small green ixi fell out from the bushes in front of him, "Ayy~, Mikey! Look what the cat dragged in!"
Mikey smiled slightly at the disfigured ixi, "Coony!" He greeted in surprise, "Have you been following me?"
Coony grinned, "Hell nah! I was just visiting a friend was all-"
Mikey rolled his eyes at the excuse, but ignored it all the same, continuing his walk toward the treehouse. The young boy followed him, almost tripping up his feet.
"So what are /you/ doing out here?" He pestered.
Mikey sighed, "You do realize I /live/ out here right?"
"Oh yea, yea sure, I knew that. But I figured it was probably too early for you to be awake. You practically woke up /all of neovia/ last night with your howling. I figured you'd still be workin off that... brown bottle flu." He snickered.
"What the hell is brown bottle flu?" Mikey snorts.
"Ya know~ that divine punishment that seems ta be wreaking your skull about now."
"It's a fucking hangover. It doesn't need all them little nicknames." Mikey grunts.
"Sure sure, but hey," he the little mutant reaches up to Mikey's ear, yanking in his arm to pull him closer, "STILL SUCKS RIGHT?" He shouts.
Mikey lashes his paw out and shoves the kid away. Coony cackles as he falls to the ground, "Jesus alright alright~"
Mikey growls and continues to trudge along the path.
"Hey! Hey wait up! I got your refill!"
Mikey turned his head, "Huh?"
Coony pulled his mouth into a sly grin, "For a price of course~"
Mikey rolled his eyes, "Well I don't see anything on ya-" he drawled.
Coony waved his hand, "Of course not. I /told/ you; I'm visiting a friend," he grinned.
Mikey snorted, "Uh huh, ookeee~"
Coony frowned, "It's true! Why else would I be out here? Huh?!"
Mikey sighed, "'Suppose it makes sense..."
"Uh huh! Yea see? I'm right..." Coony asserted.
Mikey lit up, "Alright- I'll buy from you, only if I get to meet this little friend."
Coony gaped, "What? No I can't do that! She doesn't like that. Nope. No..." He started to panic.
Mikey grinned sharply, "So it's a girl huh?"
Coony's eyes widened, but his pupils dilated in hysteria- betraying his only friend like this? He knows she would /hate/ him now. Just /hate/ him. He would be all alone again. But if he didn't he would make any money. He was thinking of actually /buying/ something for... her. She would like it if he bought instead of stole. But she would hate him if he brought her. /Hate/ him. His breathing quicker a bit.
"Whoa calm down there tiger," Mikey frowned softly, "didn't mean ta freak ya out like that."
Coony gulped a bit, slightly reassured by Mikey's demeanor. His
fell into his stomach as he glanced down at his hands, "I guess I can ask her first... maybe... Make sure she's alright with it..."Mikey barked a laugh, "Sure kid, you come tell me around noon if I should meet you at the usual pla-"
"WHAT IS TAKING SO LONG? THE SMELL IS TRAVELING!" Lin's voice shouted off from her spaceship.
Mikey groaned as Coony snorted, "Whipped..." He muttered, grin returning to his lips.
Mikey cuffed the side of the ixi's head, "Just bring the stuff... And the girl a'ight? I'll make sure to bring the money." He paused, "Just wanna make sure I can take inventory on all ya kids, ya know? If there is a girl your hangin' with; I figure she'd be pretty cool too~"
"I never said she was a ki-"
"MIKEY!"
"I'm going!"
Coony smirked, "See yea-... Bitch~"
Mikey frowned but stalked off toward his puddle of stomach acid and pizza that awaited him.