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Post by Chase Connors on Jun 8, 2012 20:17:08 GMT
"I knew you had a thing for me," Chase winked and fought against the impending laughter. "I'm by far the best looking in the room." Somewhat surprisingly, this new possibility wasn't a bother for him. So what if Trent was, so what if he wasn't? He'd still be Trent in the end - same old bookworming know-it-all he'd always been. Chase could deal with it easy. It would even be great fun to wind Trent up something rotten when he got the chance to. Now that idea made him grin.
Chase groaned and covered his face. So... basically that meant that Trent had read the whole of the letter, and that his mother had gone into a heck of a lot of detail. Then Chase though back to what Trent had just said and his head shot up. "Falling in..?" Oh god no! He mum had so not told Trent about that!?
He tried not to think about it. That was the last thing he needed to happen. The very idea still freaked him out a little bit - heck wasn't it too soon for all of that anyway? No, he wasn't even going to let himself think about how much he was falling for Emily. It made things too scarily real and serious and stuff.
Chase brought up the Christmas present which he'd sent to Trent and once again he burst out laughing. "Oh boy!" He fought to gain some control again and tried to ease his laughing off, but the minute he looked at Trent again he burst back into laughter. "Permanent animation? That'd be brilliant!" He laughed and struggled to catch his breath. The image of a blow up doll moving to the motions of sex, rubber squeaking at every awkward move she made was playing in Chase's mind. What a sight...
"You'll have to show that one... that's be a hilarious sight!" He knew that Trent had just been kidding, but he also knew his friend was clever enough to actually be able to do it if he ever wanted to. "You should charm her to make noises too - nothing wrong with a bit of moaning to make you think you're banging her right." He was pretty sure that Trent probably hadn't heard half of what he'd just said over laughter through each word. Chase practically fell over the ending of it and creased into peels of laughter once again, clutching at his sides as they began to ache from laughing so much.
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Post by lukejordan on Jun 12, 2012 10:22:42 GMT
"Of course, Chase darling." Trent made no effort to hide his sardonic smile. "I lay awake in bed at night gazing across the room at your perfect body where you sleep and dreaming of our love. And then in the morning Emily and I get together and talk about how wonderful you are." Trent quirked an eyebrow, holding in a chuckle. "Ah how I miss all those strumpets you used to 'date'
As Chase's head shot up with a look of extreme panic plastered on his face, Trent smiled sympathetically and nodded. "I'm not going to push you - but you will need to talk about it eventually. If not to Emily herself, then to someone - and I will be here to listen anytime if you need me." Trent's lips quirked up into a smile and he chuckled. "Alright, emotional moment over. We can go back to being manly men now."
Trent didn't hear any more than the first few of Chase's words as the other boy doubled over and began howling with laughter through which none of the further explanation he was trying to choke out could be heard. "Brilliant, eh? Tell you what, I'll animate her and get the charms working and then you can send her to Lachie for his next birthday in front of Tay." Trent gave a mischievous grin and offered Chase his hand. "Deal?"
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Post by Chase Connors on Jun 12, 2012 21:40:12 GMT
Chase raised an eyebrow and gave Trent a queer sort of look, but a grin still flittered across his face showing his obvious amusement. "From now on, I'll remember that every time I lie down at night. If you want, I'll even blow a kiss in your direction." He grinned and winked, before chuckling and shaking his head. Ya boysh they had some strange conversations sometimes... "Date? I didn't date them, per say. Date would imply commitment, and I preferred them without strings." Oh how things had changed...
Chase didn't reply when Trent said something about talking about it, he just nodded his head numbly. How much had his mum wrote about? How much has she told him? Heck! What even gave her the right to start blabbing all of that to Trent in the first place!? Well... whatever really but... talking about it? He'd much prefer to just push that particular declaration to the back of his mind and lock it in a box for a while longer.
Chase wobbled precariously on the edge of his stool he was laughing so hard, and he leaned a little to far back and ended up grabbing onto Trent's arm to keep himself upright. He felt his jaw hit the floor and his eye practically pop out of his head. "Hell f*cking yes!!!" Chase howled with laughter again. Oh, boy. Now that would be brilliant! "Put her in his bed and make her moan, and invite Tay in while Lachie's in the shower or something. We'll close the curtain 'round his bed and everything." He grinned. That was probably a bit mean, but heck! It sure would be funny.
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