Rabbits! (Logan)

[Ethan White]

a little fast forward to the 19^th of November.^^.

It’s another lazy Saturday afternoon and instead of sleeping the whole day off like he used to, Ethan found himself in the middle of the local mall, hands loaded with about three to four grocery bags. It’s that time of the month again after all, when Braxton had eaten almost all of his supplies in his apartment and there’s nothing to scavenge from the frat house. He would ask his best friend to shop for him since he was the one who ate them all up in the first place, but heaven knows that if said task involved no boobs and blondes, Braxton would be out of it in a flash.

Maybe he should just steal the boy’s credit card some time. Hrm.

In any case, on the way to his car, Ethan passed by a pet store and was suddenly reminded of what his sister told him a few months ago. Get me a hamster. And while he most definitely doesn’t have the (extra) funds to get her sister one right now, a month before Christmas seems like ample time to save up for one.

Deciding to window shop for a while, the brunette took a step back and turned, unaware of the teen just a few inches behind him. And like all sappy movies, he bumped into the said teen and flopped awkwardly on the floor, the bags in his hand (thankfully) not ripping apart despite flying a good feet or two from where he was.

“Aww,” he said, instinctively rubbing his bum, “I’m really sorry. We’re you hurt or – Logan?”

[Logan Castille]

Another week has passed and the weekend finally appeared, offering free time to relax and get things done. Logan started off his weekend shopping. He spent the first part of the day buying necessities such as food and school supplies, but he couldn't go shopping without splurging a little money. The latter part of the afternoon was spent buying things for himself like any rich kid would. He carried with him bags of clothes, expensive gadgets, and other miscellaneous items he probably didn't need. It was quite a heavy load, but he knew he could handle it. Who knew constantly working out at the gym could help out with a little shopping?

Logan began walking past a couple of stores on the way back to his dorm until a sudden collision sent him and his bags of newly bought expensive belongings crashing to the ground. Logan was fine though, his multitudes of clothing acted as a pillow and broke his fall. He quickly stood up and turned around to see who he bumped. "Ethan?!"

Forgetting about all his stuff left on the ground, Logan launched at Ethan and embraced him in a tight, friendly hug. "Dude! Eefan! Where've you been?!"

[Ethan White]

Still a bit shaken by their surprise encounter, Ethan took a while to react to Logan’s embrace. It wasn’t too long though – a good split-second or two – and within moments he’s back to his old grinning face, warmly returning Logan’s gesture. “Dude, it’s been too long,” the older boy laughed, shaking his head as he finally pulled away and scrambled to stand up, “Sorry I haven’t hang out with you after summer. Life got busy.” He went a little red as he remembered what happened back then, instinctively rubbing the back of his neck as he got mum for a bit. He would worry if the Cajun got angry with him or whatnot, but considering how excited he seemed bumping onto him, they seem a little unfounded.

He brushed his pants for a bit before offering his hand to help Logan stand. “Sorry ‘bout that. Should’ve looked at where I’m going,” he added, looking around to see where his shopping bags went. “Oh god. I hope my eggs didn’t break.” It’s probably the only valuable thing in his bags anyway. The bread will live and the rest would probably still be good. Unless of course the bumping bruised his veggies. “What’re you shopping for around here anyway?” he took a peek at Logan’s bag and grinned, “Getting the new iPhone model or something? Or did you already get it waaaay before it was released?”

ooc:
Sorry this took so long (and if it is rather crappy). Last week was my finals week so I didn't have enough free time. And after that my muse was drained so it took me a while to recover. I promise to do better next time. So so sorry.
- Jam

[Logan Castille]

"Heck yeah it's been too long!" Logan was extremely excited to be in Ethan's presence after not seeing him for such a long time. Entire months have past since they last spoke to each other face to face. "I understand dude, gotta stay on your toes in college!"

Logan began to pick his things back up with stride. From the looks of it, nothing he purchased has been ruined, so there was no reason to be angry. Even if something did break, he couldn't be mad at Ethan of all people. "Don't be sorry. It's partially my fault too," Logan said reassuringly, "if anything I should be sorry. Hopefully I didn't ruin any of your groceries! I'll pay for them if I did."

After gathering all his things, Logan placed them to the side against a wall and began to help gather all of Ethan's. "I'm just spending a little money on myself," he mentioned, but a little money was a bit of an understatement. "I already have the new iPhone, see?" The wealthy Cajun pulled out his cellular device and showed Ethan proudly. "But I did get me a new iPad. I accidentally broke the last one."

[Ethan White]

Hearing Logan’s rather laid back response brought a smile on the brunette’s face. Glad to see the Cajun’s personality didn’t change one bit over the time that they haven’t been talking. “Thanks bro, you’re the best,” he grinned, giving Logan a pat on the back before walking away to grab his stuff, “I mean, this year has been hectic as hell. Fun, but very hectic.” A huge change from his rather uneventful freshman year. “From the heavy course load of sophomore year, being in the university’s hockey varsity team and joining a frat, it’s crazy. And oh, I’ve become a nanny of a certain roommate too at that.” Though technically Brax isn’t a roommate. At least before they moved in the frathouse anyway. “And that’s just the normal stuff. Wait till I tell you about the drama.”

So maybe he was sort of unloading everything to Logan right away. Might be a social faux pas to most people, but hopefully Logan wouldn’t mind. They’re rather close friends, aren’t they anyway?

“A little? Is that my definition of little or yours?” It’s a little braggy in Ethan’s book, but it’s rather endearing. Definitely not as upfront as how that ass of a jerkbag LaDouche rubs his money on people’s faces. “Are they good? I’m planning on buying one for my dad this Christmas.” He’s hoping it would be a good enough of a gift so that they’d let his partying and drinking (which has increased exponentially lately) slide. Hopefully.

He grabbed the bags and indeed, some of the eggs broke. But it’s just some anyway, he could stop by the grocery again to grab some. Luckily they didn’t spill on the other goods. “N’aww, they’re just eggs. I’ll just get some later,” he shrugged, “Oh, are you busy right now? I mean, I’ll just put this in the car and maybe we can grab a cup of coffee and catch up? I’ve also been dying to see Immortals, but I’m not sure if it’s within the next hour or so.”

[Logan Castille]

"Oooh, a whole semester worth of drama, I can't wait!" Logan said sarcastically. He was obviously joking with Ethan. The Cajun didn't mind listening to a little drama every now and then. But whether he wanted to or not, he'd probably still listen to it regardless. What could it hurt?

A sly smirk appeared on his face after Ethan questioned his spending habits. "Probably a bit more along the lines of my definition of a little." Out of the corner of his eye, Logan noticed one of his receipts fell out of his bag that had well over $500 worth of merchandise listed on it. He quickly picked it up and stuff it in one of his pockets while whistling an innocent tune. "Anyway... the iPads are good... just not too resistant against a certain teenager with a power that makes stuff turn to dust... on accident."

Logan grabbed up his bags and adjusted his grip on them while Ethan asked if they could catch up. "Nah, I'm not busy, and I wouldn't mind seeing a movie with you or grabbing some coffee or whatever as long as I can throw my stuff in your car while we're out." Carrying around the bags all day was starting to become quite a troublesome and annoying task. First world problems.

((OoC: My muse isn't all that it should be today. Sorry about the crappiness.))

[Ethan White]

“Hey, don’t mock me,” laughed Ethan, playfully punching Logan on the shoulder as he grabbed his purchases (carefully so as not to make any more mess with the broken eggs) before tilting his head to the side and leading them onto the parking lot. “Actually, when I think about it, the whole crazy drama thing happened within two months. These two months actually. Crazy and scary.” It’s amazing he got out of it alive really. “How ‘bout you? Senior year being good to you? You weren’t included in that stupid prank last July, were you?” A little late of a question, but there hasn’t been any big event that happened in school (that Chris has told him recently) so he’s not exactly sure where to start.

He let out a hearty chuckle when Logan finally admitted that his purchases were a little steep, shaking his head slightly. Oh how he wish he had that kind of money. Then he wouldn’t have to grab Brax’s credit card every now and then. “Well, lucky you’re rich then,” he said with a grin, “Hopefully it can stand a father with super strength too. I’m scared he’ll break it like nothing when it suddenly hangs or slows down on him.” Granted it only happened once, and it was because his dad’s been so stressed out, but it was still rather scary. And he felt bad for that broken laptop. $700+ down the drain just like that.

“Oh totally not a problem,” replied the boy when they reached his car, “Just throw them in the trunk. Though you might want to take your iPad with you. Wouldn’t want thieves breaking in to steal that right?” Not that the crime rate’s rather high in Pilot Ridge, but hey, you can never be too sure right?

[Logan Castille]

"Scary?" Logan asked. When someone spoke to him about drama, scary wasn't a word they typically used. "Scary sounds more intense than plain ole' drama. I'm excited now!" The Cajun's mind raced with all the scary things that could have happened in that two months. It also got him pumped for college, which he now viewed as a whole new, scary world to be conquered. "My senior year is going by slowly. I haven't been involved in anything major and somehow managed to stay out of that whole prank ordeal," he said as he shrugged his shoulders with an innocent smirk. "I have a feeling it wont be that way for too much longer though."

Logan tossed his bags in the trunk of Ethan's car and held his newly purchased iPad at his side. "Tell your dad to be gentle," he mentioned, forgetting that Ethan's family was superpowered. With respect to their families, Logan and Ethan's were pretty much opposites. Logan was the only meta-human in his family while Ethan is the only one who isn't a meta-human in his. Logan still had trouble rationalizing how two meta-parents could have a non-meta child, but he didn't let it fry his brain for too long before just accepting that it could happen.

After removing the device from its packaging, Logan booted it up and peered at the screen. He quickly tested out the front and rear facing cameras with a few snaps of himself and the surroundings. "Works just fine," he said as he threw the box in the trunk with all his bags. "So where are we heading to first?"

[Ethan White]

Ethan happily photobombed some of the pictures when Logan brought his new iPad up, being like a complete dork with his duck face/pout and peace-sign posing. “N’aww. I don’t think so. It can’t capture my good angle,” the older boy teased, playfully tapping the screen as he pulled his trunk down and pressed the lock-button on his key for the second time. Just to double check, he says. “You should get me one for Christmas,” he laughed, playfully nudging the Cajun. Hopefully that’s enough to tell him that he’s only kidding.

Though he wouldn’t say no if something like that just turned out under the tree for him come Christmas morning, just saying.

“We’re grabbing a bite to eat. My treat,” grinned the brunette, dragging his friend back into the mall and letting him decide wherever they should eat. While he’s hoping Logan would bring him to some high end restaurant in the mall (not that there’s many around town even), if all else fails, he has Braxton’s credit card with him. God he’s such a golddigger.

It took a while for the Cajun to decide, but soon enough Ethan found himself seated just across the boy. “So where were we? Oh the prank yeah. Glad you’re not in there. Chris said he almost was. He didn’t know who he was scared of more though, Dad or Mom.” The boy couldn’t help but laugh at the memory. Oh brotherly love. “Won’t be in for too much longer? Why? Planning on making a big splash before you graduate?” Not that he could blame him. Grad pranks are the best after all. At least he knows his class’s grad prank was.

“You sure you won’t mind me telling all these to you?” Oddly enough, Logan doesn’t seem all too strange to tell stuff to. Probably because he’s been bugging the Cajun since the moment he stepped foot in Hammel. “Though I’m not really sure I’d want you knowing that I’ve been a big jerk as of late,” he said with a grin.

[Logan Castille]

Thinking about Christmas, Logan realized he had a lot more shopping to do in the near future. Buying Ethan an iPad during that gift shopping spree wouldn't be a problem for him financially, and was actually much easier than trying to think of something thoughtful to buy him. For now though, he was going to act as though the thought never came across his mind. "You better be a good boy and ask Santa if you want one of those."

Since Ethan volunteered to have lunch on him, Logan tried not to pick a fancy place that would empty his wallet. He chose Chinese.

Sitting across from Ethan, Logan began twirling around his chopsticks in some chow mein noodles before hastily putting the carb-heavy food in his mouth to be consumed. "If I were Chris," he managed to say while swallowing, "I'd probably be more scared of your dad and his super strength. I'm sure he gives a whole new meaning to being grounded." Logan smirked at his attempted joke. He knew Chris White a little but definitely not as well as he knows Ethan, despite the fact that they are all so close in age that he could easily be equally as good of a friend with Chris.

Once Ethan started talked about making a big splash, Logan shook his head. "Nah, I don't plan on going out with a bang. I just mean that I doubt things will stay this simple and calm forever. I'm probably overdue for some turmoil soon."

"I wont mind, I promise," Logan said reassuringly, "and everyone is an ass every now and then. It's fine, dude." Thinking about his own anger issues that caused negative changes in his personality to spring up from time to time, Logan had no room see Ethan in any different light than he already did.

[Ethan White]

Ethan couldn’t help but (sneakily) let out a sigh of relief when Logan chose a Chinese restaurant for them to eat in. (Though he was, oddly enough, craving kimchi or sushi. Close enough). It wasn’t too high up that it shot right out of the brunette’s comfort zone, but it wasn’t too ‘cheap’ either that he’d feel bad and a bit embarrassed with Logan (that he’d think that Logan chose it because of him). Boy how he loves Logan’s sensibilities. If only he could buy some for Braxton, his life would be swell.

“I think Santa hates me though. I mean, I’ve been writing letters to him since I was ten and all I get was coal. It’s unfair,” he jokingly complained, throwing a piece of sweet-and-sour pork in his mouth, almost missing had he tilted his head slightly to the right. No matter how many times he’s ate at Chinese, Japanese and Korean restaurants (and had takeout for that matter), chopsticks still escape him. He’d ask for a fork but he oddly feels embarrassed. “Want to try my bubble tea? Taro’s amazing,” offering his drink after he took a sip.

The older boy shook his head and laughed at Logan’s little joke. True, his brother and Logan were roughly the same age and go to the same school, and in Ethan’s opinion, they’d actually get along well together. Ethan thinks it’s because he’s been friends with Logan first that maybe, just maybe, Chris decided to branch off and stuff. You know, the usual siblings not wanting to associate with each other so much once puberty kicks in thing. Can’t be helped, Ethan says.

“If that’s the case, then I’d doubt anything will happen. You’re one of the nicest guys I’ve met. You being in trouble would be the equivalent of me getting thrown to jail or something.” Not exactly the strongest (or most appropriate) imagery/example he can say, but it’s the one that popped in his head immediately. “But if someone gives you trouble, just tell me. I’m a fratboy now; I have a legion of brutes under my command.” Ooh how Jack will nail him if he hears him call them ‘brutes’.

At Logan’s reassurances, Ethan began to talk. “Do you know an Andi in your class? Andi Thalis?”

[Logan Castille]

"Well," Logan began saying with a smirk on his face, "I did say you have to be a good boy." He looked down at Ethan's oddly colored drink and raised an eyebrow at it. Being one to try anything that was supposed to be edible, Logan took a sip. To his surprise, it didn't taste bad at all. "Oh, that's good. What's it called again?" He took one last sip, drinking a bit more of it than he did previously before passing it back to Ethan.

While chewing on his sesame chicken, the Cajun began laughing loudly at Ethan's prison example. The idea of him in an orange jumpsuit and stuck inside a cell with Big Bubba and Facepuncher was just too funny for him to handle. "Honestly, the thought of you being in prison is hilarious! If it ever happens, I'd have to stop myself from laughing and try to get you out." When Ethan's brutes were brought up, even more prison jokes came to his head. "Maybe you and your 'brutes' can form a prison gang to defend yourself from the 300 pound white supremacists who have a fetish for newly incarcerated college-age pretty boys!"

After taking a deep breath to calm himself down and regain his composure, he spoke up again, "For real though, if anyone gives me trouble, I can handle myself. I don't work out just to keep these good looks, you know."

"Andi Thalis," he said to himself to help jog his memory. "I swear I've heard that name once or twice. I'd probably recognize her if I saw her. Why do you ask?"

[Ethan White]

“I do try to be one you know. Not my fault being naughty every now and then is a whole lot better than being nice all the time,” he winked as he reached across to taste Logan’s orange chicken, successfully grabbing one only after three tries (which subsequently rolled over the table and down the floor). “These chopsticks hate me. Mind if I ask for a fork?” No use trying to pretend all – in his Mom’s words - ‘cool and hip’ when you’re anything but comfortable. He called over a waitress and shyly asked for one. “Want one too?”

A few minutes later the waitress returned and boy did Ethan feel a little bit better. “Sorry. White boy through and through.” He chuckled slightly, finding the whole thing rather witty. He’s rather lame like that.

He happily joined Logan in laughing regarding the whole prison thing; after all, everything seems much better when you’re actually not in there. “Oh god would that be something or what,” he grinned, shaking his head, “Logan didn’t we already establish that getting prison raped was all you and not me?” He stuck his tongue out at Logan, his laughter still not dying down. “Oh, and the drink’s called taro. Sweet yam (or potato, I don’t know the difference) I think.”

The boy’s laughter subsided though when they started talking about Andi. “I met her when I dropped by Hammel to bring Dad the papers he forgot. She helped me grab all the papers I dropped in the hall and as a thank you, I sort of asked her out. One thing came after the other and next thing I know we’re dating.” One of them being sex in his father’s study back home. Thank god they didn’t leave any stains or else he’d be dead. “It was good actually. But then I got drunk one evening and slept with her best friend. Dick move yeah? She hasn’t been talking to me ever since.”

He tried everything. Calling, texting, even going to her dorm room. “Then I heard she moved in with some Lukas Wolf. Hammel student too apparently. Her old fuckbuddy I hear. Who assaulted me in the mall one day as ‘revenge’ for Andi.” Clearly the boy had feelings for Andi. Not that he could blame him. “Anyway, I think I need your help. I’ve been trying to think of a ‘peace offering’ to her this Christmas but I still don’t know what to give her. Any ideas?”

[Logan Castille]

Logan snickered at Ethan's inability to use chopsticks. "You're such a chopstick newbie," he said with the nerdiest voice he could possibly summon. When the waitress came by and Ethan asked for a fork, the Cajun shook his head, feigning disappointment. The waitress laughed while Logan began speaking up, "No thank you. I'm coordinated enough to use chopsticks."

After hearing Ethan's comeback about what would go on inside a prison cell, Logan began flexing his arms. "The prisoners would be too scared to rape me, I'm too swole for them." The cocky grin on his face made it all even funnier. "Hold up!" he suddenly interrupted. "Sweet what? That drink is starting to look REALLY nasty all of the sudden."

When the conversation became more serious all of the sudden, Logan's laughter subsided as well. He listened intently throughout most of the conversation, but when Ethan mentioned being jumped at the mall by some Wolf guy, Logan decided to throw in what he thought about the whole ordeal. "Okay, obviously sleeping with your girl's best friend is wrong, but it doesn't justify getting jumped. What the hell was that guy thinking? Does Andi know he jumped you?" He had a lot more questions, concerns, and comments to throw in, but he thought he'd cut them short so he wouldn't start ranting. "If she told him to do it to begin with, don't even bother with a peace offering. Tell her to go fuck herself."

Realizing that he probably went a bit overboard, Logan quickly cleaned up his vulguar language and pushed the conversation in a new direction. "But if everything checks out fine and you think she deserves a peace offering, maybe buy her an 'I'm sorry' card and one of those fancy, nice smelling candles." He paused for a moment to give it more thought. "Go with something simple... and nothing super romantic. Don't make it look like you want in her pants or anything like that. No flowers, chocolates, or teddy bears."

[Ethan White]

Ethan feigned being offended when Logan teased him, his eyes bulging wide as he held a hand near his chest, clutching his shirt as he shook his head. And yes, the waitress was still around but apparently the college boy wasn’t all too concerned about that anymore. “That is just mean of you Castille. Maybe we should call this whole thing off,” he grinned, making all sorts of funny pouting faces, “Or even better, I think we should settle this the old way. On guard!” Like a little kid, Ethan grabbed one of his chopsticks and swung it around like a sword. “Scared of me now, are you bitch?”

“Swole? You? Are all your friends back in Hammel blind or did you just pay them to lie?” Ethan was only kidding though, he’d like to clarify that. He knows full well that Logan isn’t the type to do that (he’s not brat), and the boy’s really getting bigger and bigger each time. At that rate he’s going, he might even be bigger than him (Ethan) by the end of the year. “I think we’d that pretty boy face of yours you’d get raped way before me.”

Ethan would like to think that Andi knew nothing about what Lukas did. He’d like to believe that despite the hurt he gave her, she wouldn’t steep that low. She doesn’t seem like the type to lash that much about him; then again, he’d like to believe that he wasn’t the type to cheat with whoever he’s with and look what happened. “I don’t know. Haven’t talked to her since remember?” he shrugged, poking the mushrooms in his chowmein around with his fork, “But Lukas seemed rather independent. Didn’t stand a chance with him though. Bulky dude who’s apparently a pro-fighter.” Creamed, he really was. Sure he didn’t fight back, but he doesn’t think it’ll do much difference anyway.

“Though I wouldn’t exactly call it a bad thing,” he continued, hoping Logan would brace himself for an even more convoluted story, “I mean, it’s because of that incident that me and my best friend became, well, friends again.” There he clarified the story, telling the Cajun about Andi’s best friend being Matt, Brax being extremely homophobic and him finding Matt and him in bed together the morning after the party. “Sure he doesn’t let me sleep beside him anymore and wraps a towel around his waist after he showers (and makes tons and tons of gay jokes whenever he can), but at least he’s talking to me again.” Not that Brax could live without him. He’s like his nanny-maid after all.

Seems like talking to Logan actually was a good idea. He was thinking of sending her a stuffed animal with a sorry note really, but then it would really look like he wanted to get back together. And oddly enough, he’s rather ok with them being friends. He’s not really sure how it’d work out if they got back together anyway. “Hmm. Seems reasonable. Would getting one of those cards that sing (like in Easy A) be considered ‘too romantic’ Mr. Love Guru Sir?”