I'm a slacker
May. 15th, 2005 11:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrAnd Ki-chan is a horrible influence on me. Two Geniuses snippets. The chars, of course, do not belong to me. Enjoy ^_~
Peter
"Oh my god…" Peter said faintly, the words half groan, half awe. "He actually found a clone."
Beside him, his sister snorted inelegantly. "A clone? Please, Peter. You can't be that dense."
Peter looked at her. "Paige, what are you talking about? Do you see them out there? They're exactly alike." He shuddered, rubbing his arms to ward off a sudden chill.
"I see them," Paige said. She gave him a look. "The question is, do you?"
"Please speak English; one in this family who doesn't is more than enough."
Paige rolled her eyes. "If you can't see the obvious, I'm not going to point it out to you. I'm certain they will soon enough. God, you're an idiot."
"I am not!" Peter glared at his sister as she turned away. "What in the hell am I missing?"
"I'm going shopping," Paige said, ignoring him. "I'll be back around nine."
"Don't you have your own house?" Peter groused.
Paige gave him a smirk. "Don't you?"
"Not while she's pregnant, I don't," Peter muttered beneath his breath. "Bring back pizza." He winced as outside Jason and his new friend - what was his name? - almost ate fence chasing down a renegade rocket. "And a six pack. Jeez, I thought he was in college now."
Paige rolled her eyes again as she grabbed her purse and car keys. "You could just stop watching them."
"I can't. It's like watching a train wreck - only worse."
"Right," Paige said, shaking her head as she left out the back door.
Peter continued to watch his brother and - damn, what was his name? Carl? No. Kevin? Oh! Calvin. To watch his brother and Calvin continue to make attempts to blow up the backyard.
It was eerily like the days of his youth. Thank the lord above he now lived well across town and Jason had no interest in destroying his backyard. Though he really wished he'd stop calling in during his shows.
He watched, chortling, as Jason tackled his friend to prevent his being creamed by yet another wayward rocket.
It was no wonder Jason had been kicked off campus, if that was what he did indoors. He loved his brother to death, but man. Jason did not make it easy to live with him.
Peter continued to watch, idly sipping at a can of soda, as Jason and Calvin remained on the ground. They must be really worried about that rocket.
In the next instant, he was choking on his soda, tears blurring his vision as it burned in his nose.
That was not hiding from a rocket. Jeez, Jason was a Supreme Geek. Where'd he learn to do that?
Peter yanked the dining room curtains shut and stalked into the living room. "No damn wonder she was laughing at me…" He clicked on the TV, searching for anything containing scantily clad women to erase unwanted images.
Because love his brother as he did, he did not need an image of Jason making out with his "friend" in the backyard where he and Denise used to make out on the rare occasion his house was empty.
Several minutes later, right in the middle of an old rerun of Baywatch, the sound of the back door slamming and two young men laughing broke the happy oblivion Peter had achieved. He couldn't help but notice that they held hands until they reached the living room.
"You two should really get a room next time," he said casually.
Jason grinned, "You were watching us so avidly, I thought we'd give you a good show."
Peter set his soda down before he hurt himself again. "Yeah, yeah. I didn't know you were causing mass mayhem with your boyfriend. You kinda failed to mention that part."
"Boyfriend?" the two said together. Jason looked at Calvin, Calvin looked at Jason.
"Uh, yeah. I hear that's what they call it. Unless you're more the fling sort."
Jason blinked. "Never really thought about it. We just…hang out." He looked at Calvin, still blinking and looking dazed.
Peter realized it was time for him to leave. "Mom and dad will be back around eleven, but Paige will be back around nine." Grabbing his keys from the coffee table, Peter vanished out the back door. He shook his head, wondering how he could have been so damned oblivious. The way those two had looked at each other - Peter knew that look.
It guaranteed Calvin would be around for a long, long time if Jason had anything to say about it. He shook his head and grinned as he pulled out of the drive, catching sight of the two men kissing for all they were worth in the middle of the living room.
Movie Night
"Kill the girl! Kill the girl!" Calvin shouted at the movie they were watching, snarling in frustration when the half-naked blonde on the screen blundered her way to safety yet again. "Argh, why do the stupid women always win in these things?"
"They're too stupid to die?" Jason asked with a grin, eyes more on the man pressed against him on the couch than on the zombies and blonde bimbo on the TV. He let his free hand wander, fingers tracing random patterns along Calvin's ribs and side, the other propping his own head up so he could see both Calvin and the movie.
He loved the way Calvin squirmed just a bit, trying not to show that it sort of tickled, sort of felt nice, and let his fingers wander down to end of the shirt, only to sneak under it and then back up.
Then Calvin did squirm, twisting until he'd trapped Jason's hand between their bodies. "I'm trying to watch the movie."
"I'm trying to distract you," Jason said with a grin. "Guess which one of us is winning."
Calvin somehow how managed to plant an elbow in Jason's ribs before turning back so that he was half facing the movie. The problem, Jason thought, with dating someone as skinny as he was, was that Calvin knew all too well how to inflict harm on a bony person.
Like a bony elbow between Jason's ribs.
"You're so feisty when we watch zombie movies."
Calvin smiled, though his eyes were still on the blonde woman - currently primping in a mirror but somehow not noticing the zombie standing right behind her. "That's because these stupid women always save the day despite the fact that they probably get lost in their own house. And they get the guy. Are all straight men that stupid?"
"Maybe they're just that desperate?" Jason asked absently, nibbling at Calvin's ear.
"Stop that," Calvin said.
"Make me," Jason replied, smirking.
Calvin twisted to look at him again, leaning up to kiss Jason hard on the mouth. "I haven't seen this one. How about I bribe you?"
"What sort of bribe are we talking?" Jason asked, more interested in the way Calvin's mouth still tasted like popcorn and bubblegum ice cream.
"Let me finish watching this movie and then we'll watch Star Wars." Calvin licked Jason's lips, and pulled back smirking.
Jason remembered what happened the last time they'd watched his favorite movies. "Consider me bribed."
"Good," Calvin said, and turned back around to watch his zombie movie.
Peter
"Oh my god…" Peter said faintly, the words half groan, half awe. "He actually found a clone."
Beside him, his sister snorted inelegantly. "A clone? Please, Peter. You can't be that dense."
Peter looked at her. "Paige, what are you talking about? Do you see them out there? They're exactly alike." He shuddered, rubbing his arms to ward off a sudden chill.
"I see them," Paige said. She gave him a look. "The question is, do you?"
"Please speak English; one in this family who doesn't is more than enough."
Paige rolled her eyes. "If you can't see the obvious, I'm not going to point it out to you. I'm certain they will soon enough. God, you're an idiot."
"I am not!" Peter glared at his sister as she turned away. "What in the hell am I missing?"
"I'm going shopping," Paige said, ignoring him. "I'll be back around nine."
"Don't you have your own house?" Peter groused.
Paige gave him a smirk. "Don't you?"
"Not while she's pregnant, I don't," Peter muttered beneath his breath. "Bring back pizza." He winced as outside Jason and his new friend - what was his name? - almost ate fence chasing down a renegade rocket. "And a six pack. Jeez, I thought he was in college now."
Paige rolled her eyes again as she grabbed her purse and car keys. "You could just stop watching them."
"I can't. It's like watching a train wreck - only worse."
"Right," Paige said, shaking her head as she left out the back door.
Peter continued to watch his brother and - damn, what was his name? Carl? No. Kevin? Oh! Calvin. To watch his brother and Calvin continue to make attempts to blow up the backyard.
It was eerily like the days of his youth. Thank the lord above he now lived well across town and Jason had no interest in destroying his backyard. Though he really wished he'd stop calling in during his shows.
He watched, chortling, as Jason tackled his friend to prevent his being creamed by yet another wayward rocket.
It was no wonder Jason had been kicked off campus, if that was what he did indoors. He loved his brother to death, but man. Jason did not make it easy to live with him.
Peter continued to watch, idly sipping at a can of soda, as Jason and Calvin remained on the ground. They must be really worried about that rocket.
In the next instant, he was choking on his soda, tears blurring his vision as it burned in his nose.
That was not hiding from a rocket. Jeez, Jason was a Supreme Geek. Where'd he learn to do that?
Peter yanked the dining room curtains shut and stalked into the living room. "No damn wonder she was laughing at me…" He clicked on the TV, searching for anything containing scantily clad women to erase unwanted images.
Because love his brother as he did, he did not need an image of Jason making out with his "friend" in the backyard where he and Denise used to make out on the rare occasion his house was empty.
Several minutes later, right in the middle of an old rerun of Baywatch, the sound of the back door slamming and two young men laughing broke the happy oblivion Peter had achieved. He couldn't help but notice that they held hands until they reached the living room.
"You two should really get a room next time," he said casually.
Jason grinned, "You were watching us so avidly, I thought we'd give you a good show."
Peter set his soda down before he hurt himself again. "Yeah, yeah. I didn't know you were causing mass mayhem with your boyfriend. You kinda failed to mention that part."
"Boyfriend?" the two said together. Jason looked at Calvin, Calvin looked at Jason.
"Uh, yeah. I hear that's what they call it. Unless you're more the fling sort."
Jason blinked. "Never really thought about it. We just…hang out." He looked at Calvin, still blinking and looking dazed.
Peter realized it was time for him to leave. "Mom and dad will be back around eleven, but Paige will be back around nine." Grabbing his keys from the coffee table, Peter vanished out the back door. He shook his head, wondering how he could have been so damned oblivious. The way those two had looked at each other - Peter knew that look.
It guaranteed Calvin would be around for a long, long time if Jason had anything to say about it. He shook his head and grinned as he pulled out of the drive, catching sight of the two men kissing for all they were worth in the middle of the living room.
Movie Night
"Kill the girl! Kill the girl!" Calvin shouted at the movie they were watching, snarling in frustration when the half-naked blonde on the screen blundered her way to safety yet again. "Argh, why do the stupid women always win in these things?"
"They're too stupid to die?" Jason asked with a grin, eyes more on the man pressed against him on the couch than on the zombies and blonde bimbo on the TV. He let his free hand wander, fingers tracing random patterns along Calvin's ribs and side, the other propping his own head up so he could see both Calvin and the movie.
He loved the way Calvin squirmed just a bit, trying not to show that it sort of tickled, sort of felt nice, and let his fingers wander down to end of the shirt, only to sneak under it and then back up.
Then Calvin did squirm, twisting until he'd trapped Jason's hand between their bodies. "I'm trying to watch the movie."
"I'm trying to distract you," Jason said with a grin. "Guess which one of us is winning."
Calvin somehow how managed to plant an elbow in Jason's ribs before turning back so that he was half facing the movie. The problem, Jason thought, with dating someone as skinny as he was, was that Calvin knew all too well how to inflict harm on a bony person.
Like a bony elbow between Jason's ribs.
"You're so feisty when we watch zombie movies."
Calvin smiled, though his eyes were still on the blonde woman - currently primping in a mirror but somehow not noticing the zombie standing right behind her. "That's because these stupid women always save the day despite the fact that they probably get lost in their own house. And they get the guy. Are all straight men that stupid?"
"Maybe they're just that desperate?" Jason asked absently, nibbling at Calvin's ear.
"Stop that," Calvin said.
"Make me," Jason replied, smirking.
Calvin twisted to look at him again, leaning up to kiss Jason hard on the mouth. "I haven't seen this one. How about I bribe you?"
"What sort of bribe are we talking?" Jason asked, more interested in the way Calvin's mouth still tasted like popcorn and bubblegum ice cream.
"Let me finish watching this movie and then we'll watch Star Wars." Calvin licked Jason's lips, and pulled back smirking.
Jason remembered what happened the last time they'd watched his favorite movies. "Consider me bribed."
"Good," Calvin said, and turned back around to watch his zombie movie.
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Date: 2005-05-15 06:35 pm (UTC)Always happy to distract ^_^
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Date: 2005-05-15 06:36 pm (UTC)