Coin-Operated Fail. [Closed]

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

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Dani couldn't decide whether her boyfriend was an awesome human being or a cheap bastard. She was in an overall bad mood, and he bounced in and suggested a spontaneous date. She couldn't say no to his face. In fact, she wondered at the fact that anyone could say no to his face. It was like stepping on an adorable dog.

The version of him she sees is not idealized at all, she swears. He's just perfect for her, so she sees that most of the time.

The cheap bastard part came in when she found out it was a trip to the arcade so he could play Mario Bros. She was given a few quarters to do whatever she liked, then left alone. She decided she needed to shoot something before she punched him, so she went for a zombie-shooter game. When she failed to get through the seventh round of Walkers, she slammed the plastic gun down angrily on the hanger.

Walking up behind Robbie, she stared at the screen. He was still playing the same game, and was looking determined to beat it. "Nice one, Sunshine." She half smiled at his seeming skill with the game.

It was when he demanded refreshments and told her that the money to get it was in is pocket that she got a little annoyed. She made sure to take all the money he had on him and keep half of it for herself. At first she meant to just get him a soda and nasty hot dog or something cheap that he'd likely hate. Then she saw the Icee machine and figured she'd get a couple of those.

When she got back and let him know that she had his demanded refreshments, she got a "Good, now feed me, woman." And that was the final bit that her temper needed before it could make the lovely snapping noise that was likely heard by clever ears the world around.

The red slushie would now find itself covering Robbie Wilkes's head, dripping down his shoulders and pooling on the floor.

[Robbie Wilkes]

Saying that gauging moods was Robbie's weak point would be an understatement. Of the grossest proportion. Which was why he didn't pick up on the fact that his girlfriend had her bitch mode on and whatever he did was going to be taken the wrong way.

Take bringing her to the arcade for instance. There were shooting games, throwing games, hitting games and dunking games. Dani's proclivities for the insanely violent was acknowledged by Robbie, thus the choice for the arcade for their spontaneous escapade. But was that taken into account on this bitch mode activated day? No.

All in all, the slushie running down the front and back of his untucked striped button down shirt was so unnecessary in his humble opinion.

Half of the arcade goers were completely silent while the other half was much too busy beating their own high scores to buy into this teenage drama and Robbie was suddenly very much aware of the mood.

Corn syrup in the eye stung, Robbie could tell you that. It tasted good in your mouth, it even feels good on your neck in the semi airconditioned arcade but the eyes. They burn slightly.

Slicking back his cold, sweet hair, Robbie licked off the sides of his mouth as he turned to face Dani. "Mmm...grape. At least you know my favourite." He unbuttoned his shirt and squeezed out the liquid before wiping down his face. "Now, let's have this civilised conversation where you explain your insanity to me. No judgment here. Safe space."

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

Dani expected a fight. She almost wanted a fight. A fight would have given her the chance to vent with good reason. Instead, she got a calm and understanding that she hadn't thought he was capable of in this kind of situation.

She gritted her teeth, looked up at him, then away, clenched and unclenched her fists. She wasn't going to tell him. She wasn't going to tell him. It didn't affect her, it was just stupid gossip. No, she was angry because he had been a jerk. An offensive, idiot jerk that didn't deserve such a loving and doting girlfriend.

Except maybe he did, because he was acting pretty damn mature about the whole slushie thing.

She crossed her arms and leaned against the nearest machine, ignoring the shout of "I'm not cleaning that up" coming from behind the counter. Trying to ignore the audience they had inadvertently gathered. "It's nothing, okay? You were a jerk, I reacted a little harshly. Now shut up and help me make a quiet escape before I have to clean dye out of a carpet."

She looked everywhere but in his eyes. It wasn't fair of her, she knew. But it wasn't fair of him either. What wasn't fair of him? She didn't know exactly how he could be to blame. Maybe it was that he hadn't kept everything he did from the public eye, but that was a little hypocritical of her now wasn't it?

[Robbie Wilkes]

The reaction to fight would have been second to nature for Robbie had Dani been anybody else but Dani. It had nothing to do with the fact that she was a girl. Or that she was his girl. The boiling mess that was his instinct to lash out at the slushie throwing was just about ready to burst but one look at Dani was enough to settle him right down.

Why? Because Dani gave him feelings in places only one girl had succeeded before. Frankly, he was trying to be careful that what happened with him before with that very girl didn't happen with Dani because Dani was...well...perfect.

The way she deflected his question brought up even more questions in Robbie's head and by then he knew his jerkish ways was not the only thing to be blamed.

"Half the arcade is looking at us, babe. Quiet would probably be very very hard right now." Robbie grinned affectionately, hiding his confusion as to why she was avoiding looking at him.

But a quiet escape was what they managed to make when a loud thunder clap from outside practically shook the entire arcade. Nothing serious. Barely even registered as anything but it was enough time for the patrons of the arcade to not notice the shirtless guy and his really hot girlfriend escaping through the back door.

"The hell, Waylan?" Robbie asked as he wiped some residual slushie from his face. His shirt was already very sticky but at least it wiped away what needed to be wiped off. "Seriously. Time of the month?"

[Danicca Waylan]

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If Dani knew what exactly was going through Robbie's mind right then, he would be forgiven. He'd be questioned like he was a murder suspect(Namely, who the hell was the other girl!?), but he would be forgiven.

She was grateful to him for the thunder. She knew it was his work, because nothing else at all would have random weather at the perfect moment.

Robbie needed to tread lightly. Dani still had a second slushie and she was only chewing on the straw--she hadn't actually drank any of it. "Shut the fuck up, Wilkes!" She ripped the straw, glaring at the ground before closing her eyes. She would not look at him. She would not tell him. It was not an option.

She opened her eyes, and before she could stop herself she looked at him. "Shit, I'm sorry. I just... Why the hell does gossip have to exist?" She leaned against the nearest wall she could reach, and slid down until she was sitting. Then she looked up at him again, pleading with her eyes.

"I shouldn't be as pissed as I am, I know," She began talking very, very quickly. If he understood her, it would be a miracle. "It's not supposed to be important. It's just a random bitch in school saying things she knows nothing about. But it got me thinking, and you know I'm horrible once I get thinkin' and I just ugghhhh I couldn't stop from jumpin' from one thing to the next an' it ain't fair that they get to do that to me." She took a breath, and rubbed her temples.

"Guess you don't get it. You're just-- you don't care. I generally don't care, but this got to me for some reason, I wanna kill her and you. She said that I had killed Manwhore Wilkes. That you were so repulsed by me you would never fuck anyone again, least of all me." She kept staring right at him. Her speech slowed to a normal rate again. "So you get why I killed a few things and still snapped."

She took a drink of what was now very much less ice and very much more liquid. It still tasted good, she supposed.

[Robbie Wilkes]

Leaning back when Dani suddenly yelled, Robbie frowned slightly. He was about to set things straight when Dani started her "I-want-to-say-things-but-I-don't-want-you-to-understand" rants. Funny thing about those were that Robbie did a lot of them himself and he understood perfectly fine.

He knelt down at first, trying not to look too incensed at what Dani was saying, and then he was full on sitting in front of Dani trying very, very hard not to look pissed off and confused and all "shit-what-the-fuck-am-I-supposed-to-say-to-that?". He supposed this would have to come up sooner or later. He couldn't quite hide the fact that he'd suddenly gone celibate when he...hadn't been before. And people talked. Damn it, people talked a whole truckload.

"First of all, nobody calls me Manwhore Wilkes. Distasteful." Diffuse the bomb first. Get her to calm down. Oh the next things that would be coming out of his mouth was gonna be a doozy.

"Secondly, don't refer to sex as fuck ever again because your mouth is much too pretty to get so dirty." His hands were trembling by now and he wasn't even sure why this was so hard. It shouldn't be.

A soft groan of thunder rolled in the far distance and it spelled trouble for Robbie. This would not end well.

"Thirdly...had I been repulsed by you, the past few months would not have even happened." He paused to try and swallow the sudden lump in his throat. Words had never failed Robbie more than they were now.

"Fuck," Robbie gave out a harsh bark of laughter as he adopted the "avoid eye contact" schtick Dani had going on about her earlier. Rubbing his eyebrows roughly, Robbie tried to make enough sense out of his next words. "I got too much respect for you to go and sleep around and if you only knew how much just looking at you makes me..." he paused and laughed once more before pulling Dani's face towards his and kissing the crap out of her.

"You don't understand how...difficult it is for me being around you and not..." he couldn't go any further because water droplets had began to fall. "Crap, I'm not sad, rain." He shook his head before looking at Dani once more. "You gotta know...gossip is stupid. And immature. And the people who start it are nasty skanks with no lives. And people who buy into it are just as bad and you are not a nasty skank with no life."

[Danicca Waylan]

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Dani translated the first thing he said into a sarcastic comment in her head.

"Because I know you're going to love the rest of this conversation, I need to make a half-joke to try and keep you from ripping my throat out." She didn't want it to work, wanted to stay angry. But she did go from glaring to just blankly staring. It wasn't a smile, but it wasn't like this was a fun situation.

She continued staring at him, but she did put her hand over her mouth to keep from smirking. Her? A pretty mouth? He couldn't be serious. Had he met her? She was contemplating whether he was honestly offended by what she had said when she noticed his hands. Of all things, his hands were shaking. Now that wasn't quite right.

And the thunder was back. Maybe he was upset with her and was calling lightning to kill her. It would make sense, at least.

She couldn't help it--she had to respond to that one. "And here I thought it was my sparkling personality you liked so much."

Dani found herself listening intently for what his meaning was behind the words he was struggling to say. And then he kissed her, and she sort of got the idea. Well. That certainly made things better, if only a bit. She took a shaky breath once he released her, and watched him. She couldn't help the little smile that she had, especially once the rain started.

And no, she supposed she wasn't a nasty skank with no life. But she still had one concern. "So, why... Why haven't you tried to..." Wow, this was more awkward than she'd expected. Mostly because they hadn't spoken about the subject of sex outside of joking little pokes, so this was really the first time she'd even tried to put it gently. She cleared her throat. "I mean, it's more than a little confusing that a guy with a sex drive like yours hasn't even talked to me about it. You haven't made any serious advances, you haven't tried to get my pants off or--or anything." She swears the red on her ears and cheeks is from the cold front that came through with Robbie's rain. It has nothing to do with the subject she's breaching. She jokes about it so much, why should seriousness be a problem? No reason for it.

[Robbie Wilkes]

All Robbie could do in response to Dani's sarcasm was give her a tiny smile. He hadn't realised how stupid he sounded sometimes when he spoke. It was definitely an out of body experience, talking to a girl who manages to get him worked up by simply walking around school with that smirk of hers about how she made him feel. It wasn't that long ago that this very conversation led him to become the Manwhore Wilkes Dani purportedly heard he was being called by the shrill harpies around the rumour mill.

As expected however, the kiss got Dani to rethink her whole rampage. It also got Robbie back to the present. And that meant he heard every bit of her question and it jarred him. "Waylan...I've been trying to get my paws off you since...the first time we kissed. You don't understand the difficulties I have to go through after every make out session we've had." He laughed in disbelief.

"You also gotta understand that I'm not stupid enough to push you just because I got needs." He paused and shook his head. "Besides, I was too afraid you'd cut off my boys if I ever broached the subject." He shrugged before trying to will away the rain but it kept on coming down. He sighed and let it rain. If the weather was going to be PMS-y over his confession then so be it.

"Babe, what are you trying to say here?" Robbie asked, pushing a lock of hair that stuck to Dani's face. "Do you want...to...?"

[Danicca Waylan]

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Dani took approximately three seconds to process what he was saying. And then, all she said for at least another ten seconds was, "Oh." She thought for a moment. She didn't know whether to be beating herself up or aww-ing at him for being unbelievably sweet. Or beating him into a new state of pain.

Because it was really true that if he approached the subject incorrectly she would have treated his favoured body parts as if they could grow back, Dani chuckled. "Oh god, you're this close to being right." She held up two fingers very close together. "It's all about approach, Wilkes."

As she looked up at him through the rain and he brushed her hair out of the way, she realized this was really very serious. She didn't want to answer that directly. But he needed a direct answer. This meant she would have to give him one. Nothing was going to magically decide to go her way, was it? "I just..." She took a breath to steady herself. It didn't help that he was right there and just his voice was enough to screw up her thoughts.

She grabbed his hand, needing to be touching him somehow, thinking that maybe this would work as an anchor for her elusive thoughts. "I'm trying to decide whether it's a good idea or not, is the thing. I really fracking want you, you know." Her free hand formed a fist, which she gently tapped on his collarbone. "It goes against pretty much all my rules. You're really bad for me sometimes, you know?" She smiled.

[Robbie Wilkes]

As Dani wrecked her brain for the answer to his question, Robbie was busy figuring scenarios. The what-ifs if she said yes, if she said no...if she decided to punch him in his junk before making a game out of it.

Those thoughts were the ones occupying his mind as Dani mulled over her next words. And Dani thought she was speechless after hearing his rant.

His jaw slacked a little when Dani answered. Yes, he realised that he had a certain attractive quality about him that probably didn't go beyond his outer appearance but he was well aware of it. But he had never actually thought Dani was capable of thinking that way too. He always assumed that she was a virgin where it counted and probably never wanted to have any form of intimacy beyond their make-out sessions.

Because she was Dani.

Unconsciously, he squeezed her hand, and then tighter when he realised that this conversation was starting to sound like a gateway to them separating for awhile, even with Dani's smile.

So with what he thought was a very brave smile, he nodded. Not to her rhetorical question, mind. There was a reason it was a rhetorical one. He nodded because he was going to have to be the one to pull away. The rain was starting to pour even worst; his hair and clothes were probably being rid of the stickiness due to how heavy the rain was pouring.

"So what you're saying is...you'll need time to...uh...think about it right? You probably don't...need to see me for awhile?" How Robbie was able to think straight at a time like this was a sentiment to how events have most certainly changed the boy's perspective. If it was for the better was yet to be determined.