[Dandy takes note of Faye's bewildered expression, plopping himself down on the couch next to her. He's warped so many times in this thing, he wouldn't be able to say where and how he got his brightly colored space vehicle, but boy oh boy, is he proud of it. If he ever steps foot on the Bebop, his first comment will probably be something about how much of a dreary dump it happens to be. Jet, however, does not have a meticulous little robot scrubbing the floors twice or thrice daily.]
Oh, hell to the yeah! Ain't she a beaut?
[It should be noted that some autotuned groaning can be heard as QT slinks back inside his impeccably well-kept living space.
The pyonium-based lifeform's gaze follows the honky tonk woman's, and he wraps a lanky arm over the back of the seat rest.]
Yup! Speakin' of which, I don't think we've watched anything on it for a while. A big ruckus tends to break out when we try pickin' out movies- The three of us can't ever seem to agree on what we wanna watch!
[He says that as if he isn't one of the main contributors to this issue...]
Meow likes his dirty pictures, but I prefer the real thing, baby! Shit! If you try to slap an ass on video, that thing's just gonna be as flat as they thought the Earth was back in the old days.
I'm a sucker for action flicks, 'specially the ones with hot chicks and a whole lotta kung-fu. Hoo-hah!
[insert a very unfortunate set of karate chops here rip]
QT likes the home appliance channel. Like, uh, all of the ones for moms and rich housewives? He tries to act so dang cool about it, but it's obvious that he's got the hots for them girly kitchen bots. You know I caught him tryin' to send a love letter to a snickerdoodle toaster one time? The guy may be made of metal, but you can't say he doesn't believe in L-O-V-E, baby.
[He begins to shrug off that signature bomber jacket of his before holding it out to Faye.]
You look like you're about to give birth to a food baby.
[Meaning: She appears tired enough to send that egg sando of hers crowning from a difficult spot... fuck is that really a better explanation????]
Sorry, I don't think we got any extra blankets, so this is the next best thing. As for a pillow, you could use Meow's furry butt, but I've got a feeling that this morning? It's gonna be rank! Showers are that puss's worst enemy.
[ faye just stares at dandy for a moment because she's not 100% sure she heard him right. ]
Your cat likes to watch porn?
[ it's not a question she wants an actual answer to and her tone reflects how weird she finds that, but apparently not weird enough that she cares to outright know? the answer is yes either way. she tilts her attention back to the screen. ]
I'll watch an action flick if it means the hot chick kicks some butt.
[ she sleepily winks at him because she, too, is a hot chick who kicks butt. ha-ha. ]
Then again, I'll watch anything that's interesting enough.... except romance flicks. Those are almost always a snoozefest.
[ something something unrealistic standards.
funnily enough, here's dandy handing over his jacket which could be romantic in the right context??? she drapes it over her shoulders without question. it's big on her but it's also warm and kind of comfy. ]
Gross. The last thing I need is to wake up with a cat's ass in my face. I already have to deal with the dog's stinky bathroom trips. I'll pass.
[ faye wrinkles her nose and closes her eyes, sleep tugging at her more strongly than ever now. she sinks deeper into the couch and eventually finds herself leaning into dandy's side. her head drops to rest on his shoulder. ]
Sorry but I'm feeling really tired all of a sudden...
[Dandy makes himself comfortable while Faye mumbles and does the same, feeling the dregs of exhaustion finally willing his eyelids shut after a night of nuisances and a nearly-missed nutting.]
Uh-huh. He's also a ramen snob. Couldn't tell ya what's wrong with the instant stuff, but get that geek grindin' his gears about it and he'll start goin' off! Picky rat-chasing cat bastard!*
[He parts his lips to launch into yet another tirade about his feline companion, saved from a paw to the face by the fact that Meow almost always sleeps in, only to be surprised when Faye rests her head on his shoulder. She's drunk and has just had her first fill of food in what can only be described as too damn long, and even a glass half-full bastard** like Dandy knows better than to get his hopes up about it. So why, then, does he feel an odd burst of something light in the pit of his stomach? He's far too old and studly to be catchin' a case of the butterflies (Dandy's words, not mine).]
Sure. Yeah! Okay.
[Drowsily, he tilts his head slightly, nose catching a whiff of a strong odor and a tuft of dark, purplish hair.]
You smell like an ashtray.
[*have we ever seen meow chasing any rats???
**he's a glass half-full kinda guy, but he's also the guy who yells at the bartender about a "weird stain" on the inside of the glass, all the while lying out of his ass so he can get the drink for free]
i'm sorry for replying so quickly, i am thirsty, pls disregard
Oh, hell to the yeah! Ain't she a beaut?
[It should be noted that some autotuned groaning can be heard as QT slinks back inside his impeccably well-kept living space.
The pyonium-based lifeform's gaze follows the honky tonk woman's, and he wraps a lanky arm over the back of the seat rest.]
Yup! Speakin' of which, I don't think we've watched anything on it for a while. A big ruckus tends to break out when we try pickin' out movies- The three of us can't ever seem to agree on what we wanna watch!
[He says that as if he isn't one of the main contributors to this issue...]
Meow likes his dirty pictures, but I prefer the real thing, baby! Shit! If you try to slap an ass on video, that thing's just gonna be as flat as they thought the Earth was back in the old days.
I'm a sucker for action flicks, 'specially the ones with hot chicks and a whole lotta kung-fu. Hoo-hah!
[insert a very unfortunate set of karate chops here rip]
QT likes the home appliance channel. Like, uh, all of the ones for moms and rich housewives? He tries to act so dang cool about it, but it's obvious that he's got the hots for them girly kitchen bots. You know I caught him tryin' to send a love letter to a snickerdoodle toaster one time? The guy may be made of metal, but you can't say he doesn't believe in L-O-V-E, baby.
[He begins to shrug off that signature bomber jacket of his before holding it out to Faye.]
You look like you're about to give birth to a food baby.
[Meaning: She appears tired enough to send that egg sando of hers crowning from a difficult spot... fuck is that really a better explanation????]
Sorry, I don't think we got any extra blankets, so this is the next best thing. As for a pillow, you could use Meow's furry butt, but I've got a feeling that this morning? It's gonna be rank! Showers are that puss's worst enemy.
NEVER BE SORRY!!!
Your cat likes to watch porn?
[ it's not a question she wants an actual answer to and her tone reflects how weird she finds that, but apparently not weird enough that she cares to outright know? the answer is yes either way. she tilts her attention back to the screen. ]
I'll watch an action flick if it means the hot chick kicks some butt.
[ she sleepily winks at him because she, too, is a hot chick who kicks butt. ha-ha. ]
Then again, I'll watch anything that's interesting enough.... except romance flicks. Those are almost always a snoozefest.
[ something something unrealistic standards.
funnily enough, here's dandy handing over his jacket which could be romantic in the right context??? she drapes it over her shoulders without question. it's big on her but it's also warm and kind of comfy. ]
Gross. The last thing I need is to wake up with a cat's ass in my face. I already have to deal with the dog's stinky bathroom trips. I'll pass.
[ faye wrinkles her nose and closes her eyes, sleep tugging at her more strongly than ever now. she sinks deeper into the couch and eventually finds herself leaning into dandy's side. her head drops to rest on his shoulder. ]
Sorry but I'm feeling really tired all of a sudden...
Can you stay here until I fall asleep?
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Uh-huh. He's also a ramen snob. Couldn't tell ya what's wrong with the instant stuff, but get that geek grindin' his gears about it and he'll start goin' off! Picky rat-chasing cat bastard!*
[He parts his lips to launch into yet another tirade about his feline companion, saved from a paw to the face by the fact that Meow almost always sleeps in, only to be surprised when Faye rests her head on his shoulder. She's drunk and has just had her first fill of food in what can only be described as too damn long, and even a glass half-full bastard** like Dandy knows better than to get his hopes up about it. So why, then, does he feel an odd burst of something light in the pit of his stomach? He's far too old and studly to be catchin' a case of the butterflies (Dandy's words, not mine).]
Sure. Yeah! Okay.
[Drowsily, he tilts his head slightly, nose catching a whiff of a strong odor and a tuft of dark, purplish hair.]
You smell like an ashtray.
[*have we ever seen meow chasing any rats???
**he's a glass half-full kinda guy, but he's also the guy who yells at the bartender about a "weird stain" on the inside of the glass, all the while lying out of his ass so he can get the drink for free]
An ashtray that got thrown up on in a bar...