Event Log - Mistletoe

[lucetimods]

Who: E'eryone
What: Mwah Mwah Hanky Panky
When: December 26th - January 1st
Where: E'erywhere
Summary: Mistletoe has once again cropped up in Luceti. It's time to kiss!
Rating: Anything about PG-13, take it off-comm.

Comments

no worries! sorry late, was offline a few days

[mysicksadlife]

If she ends up here next year... [Yeah there's no good end to that. She settles for the best one, anyway.] I'll help talk her into it.

[tsunsandsteals]

Cool. [smiles a little.] Might as well look at the bright side. If we never get outta here, our friends can come suffer with us, right?

[mysicksadlife]

Even high school isn't all suffering with a friend or two around.

[And the fever has clearly reached her brain if she's saying something that sappy.]

[tsunsandsteals]

Heh. That was almost heartwarming.

[mysicksadlife]

I'm getting soft in my old age.

[tsunsandsteals]

I've heard that happens. Is it as bad as I'm afraid it's gonna be?

[mysicksadlife]

It's the first thing to go, as signs of aging go. You'd better be careful.

[tsunsandsteals]

Heh. You'll let me know if I slip up, right? [is he blushing? He might be]

we should. get them to their mistletoe and kiss. XD /oops

[mysicksadlife]

I'll let you know. I can't have you walking uncharted paths, after all. You'll come back too soft.

YES

[tsunsandsteals]

Thanks for looking out for me, then.

[And then he realizes what's above their heads and freezes.

Oh crap.]

here we go! :3

[mysicksadlife]

[Now what? Daria looks up, too, slowly. And as soon as she sees it, she's about as thrilled as Silver. Not that the problem is Silver, to be fair, but the mistletoe is definitely a problem.

She'll just be stepping right out from under-

No. No she won't.]

I'm not sure what's going on here. But I don't think I like the idea.

hahahaha :3

[tsunsandsteals]

You don't?! I've never even kissed anyone in my life! [this is happening this is really happening isn't it someone help]

[mysicksadlife]

[Daria can't exactly say that... but she certainly doesn't want to be forced into it, ever.]

Why do I have the feeling it's not going to go away on its own?

[tsunsandsteals]

Because this place is sadistic, that's why. [siiiiigh] I guess we don't have a choice.

[mysicksadlife]

[If she had to pick someone, there are plenty worse than Silver. On the other hand, she'd really prefer not to pick anyone. Especially not when it's an obvious setup, and that goes double when the people behind the setup are these Malnosso or whatever.]

We haven't tried yet. I'm not going down without a fight. [Unfortunately, no, she can't even reach it, much less try to get rid of it.]

[tsunsandsteals]

Yeah...I mean, don't get me wrong, I wouldn't mind you being my first kiss ever but I'm sure making out with a fifteen-year-old kid's the last thing on your to-do list. [oh crap did he just say that out loud]

[mysicksadlife]

[She's got him by two years, but that isn't so much. It'd never work back home, where she'd be going to college and he'd still be in high school, but here that matters less, too.

So that isn't the point. The point is whether she wants to kiss him at all, and the bigger point is the fact this place is apparently going to force her to.]

The problem is with this mistletoe or whatever in the first place.

[tsunsandsteals]

Yeah. We could try to get away but if I know the guys in charge, we can't. Not till we kiss.

[mysicksadlife]

I'm not trying that until I have something more to go on than just a guess. Even if something weird like that happened before, that doesn't mean this is the same.

[tsunsandsteals]

Oh...right, of course. [tries not to sound as disappointed as he is]

[mysicksadlife]

[If it's any consolation, she wouldn't try that with anyone unless she was sure she couldn't get out another way. Not even a boyfriend, before they broke up. It just doesn't seem right, forced.

Unfortunately, none of her trying to pull, tug, run, grab at the mistletoe, or anything else seem to work. Which brings her back to looking at Silver.]

You really don't mind?

[tsunsandsteals]

...well...I could do a lot worse. [sure, Silver, you're blushing like a fire engine because you "wouldn't mind".]

[mysicksadlife]

[This is hardly romantic, which is ironic because she can practically hear Quinn gushing that mistletoe kisses are romantic (although she thinks even Quinn would agree this current situation is horrific - what if it were someone unpopular?)

But in the end...]

Then we may as well free each other from the wicked spell. If you're sure it will work.

[tsunsandsteals]

...yeah. I mean, this is the only way. [He makes a token attempt to try to get away, but nope! Can't.] ...sorry in advance if I suck. [leans forward, his heart pounding]

[mysicksadlife]

[As long as he means suck as in skill, and not literally, they still don't have a problem here.

What they have is the tiniest peck of a kiss ever. Tell her it worked.]