Freaking Finally.

[Corbin Jacobs]

For weeks Corbin had been planning.. and it had been more than a week since he'd seen Axelle. Or.. more than a week since she'd seen him. He'd of course gone to her graduation.. because he was proud of her. Why wouldn't he be? It was a big deal. He knew that. It hadn't been that long since he'd graduated himself.. Only he'd done it with no fanfare, no plan, nowhere to go. Axe had things on lock. For how clumsy she swore she was and how aloof she occasionally seemed, she'd really managed to set herself up for success. So Corbin was proud of her, and he'd been there to add his voice to the cheering crowd when she was called across the stage because she deserved it...

But his motivation was also just a touch selfish. Months and months ago now, she'd made him a deal... That if they were still around and talking when she graduated, that he could take her on a date. And not only were they still talking, they'd become closer and closer. More and more comfortable around each other.. Heck, just a bit over a week ago they'd gotten caught out in the rain and a switch had flicked and they'd gotten quite the memorable taste of each other. It had taken every ounce of will he had to stop.. because their deal still stood. And Axe was higher class than passionate makeouts with someone she wasn't even dating.

After tonight, though, no longer a problem. Nope. Corbin had remembered that day like he remembered his own name. And now, the week after graduation, his planning and saving and pulled favors were all in the analogous bucket. He swiped across the screen of his phone and tapped his messaging app, letting out a deep breath slowly through his teeth.

"Hey Red. Congrats on graduating! I hope you got my gift.. You should wear it on the date we're going on tonight, yeah? Dress however you want. I planned for everything. I'll pick you up at 2:30 at the shop. Bring your appetite, tell your dad not to wait up for you."

Of course... despite this not really being a question, Axe could always say no... Which didn't occur to Corbin until after he'd his the 'send' button... That's about when the nerves started to set in.. What if she had to work!?

[Axelle Flint]

Axelle woke up to Corbin's text message, the last few days being a blur of paperwork, parties and some lectures, since she'd already prepped her father for the inevitable, she was going on a date. She'd wanted to try and keep it from him but as she was generally shit at keeping secrets for longer than 5 seconds, he'd pretty much guessed immediately what had her so happy when she'd come home a week ago after the brief but TOTALLY WORTH IT snogfest she'd shared with Corbin. So yes, they'd fought about it a little but in the end she'd won. She could go on a date.

The tinkling of the message on her cellphone had her huffing though, as at the moment it was just a text message and she needed beauty sleep as she wiggled her way to the other end of her unnecessarily gigantic bed and reached for the phone which she pulled forward and swiped open. She rubbed her eyes to clear the sleep from them, closed for the just a second (I SWEAR!) and slept for another hour before she woke up again to the home telephone ringing. "Sonuvabitch," she grunted as she finally woke up and looked down at her phone to see the message that Corbin sent her an hour ago. A smile lit up her face immediately as she fumbled to text him back and not snap her fragile phone.

"Morning! Yes, it's so cute! I love it!! I'll see you at 2:30!" she responded before burying herself under her covers and squealing happily. She could still absolutely remember how it felt to kiss him and how his fingers had JUST brushed against her skin under her shirt before he'd pulled away. She understood why he wanted to of course, it didn't make it any easier and throughout the week whenever she'd thought about it her sides would practically burn with the memory as she turned a billion shades of red and giggled like a moron. Then she threw the covers back and decided that if Corbin was going to pick her up at 2:30 she needed to hurry up and do her chores so her dad didn't have any reason to not let her go.

So she did them like a madwoman and almost destroyed the house in the process. Then she showered and styled her hair while she obsessed over what the hell she was going to wear. This was a date and she wanted to look cute and sexy and not...weird or too blah and ugh fashion was making her head hurt. Eventually she decided to wear a plaid dress/skirt thing she had picked up while shopping with George one day and wear it with a new purse she'd gotten for her birthday. When 2:30 finally came around Axellepractically bounced out the front door onto the patio with her gift from Corbin attached to her house/car keys while both male guardians looked on with identical looks of disapproval and perhaps pride. She shifted on her feet nervously even as Corbin’s car neared the shop and he got out. Should she run and hug him? Her dad probably wanted to talk to him for a minute…crap she should have tried to lie…

[Corbin Jacobs]

On the way to the Flint's place, Corbin was actually so nervous that he missed a turn... and then the nearest place to turn around.. so he was actually exactly on time instead of being there 5 minutes early as he'd planned. Of course Axe wasn't dressed like she normally dressed. She was wearing some red plaid skirt thing with straps and a black t-shirt that he was sure her dad hadn't bought her and stockings and sure enough there was the little fluttershy keychain he'd made for her glinting in the afternoon sunlight.

She was so radiant and happy that Corbin was out of his car and nearly on the porch before he even realized the men of the house were staring.. But Corbin looked so happy. So very, very happy. And he was. So happy that his nerves didn't stand a chance of screwing this up for him. Not yet, anyway. Axe didn't need to run to him. He'd all but ran to her, trapping her in a huge hug and lifting her off the ground to gently spin in a single circle. "You look great, Red. Thank you." But of course there was 'the talk' that needed to take place before he could leave... and Corbin swallowed hard before stepping over to Mr. and Mr. Flint.. In a hushed voice he explained very quickly that he was going to treat Axe like the lady she was, make sure that she had fun and was fell fed and entertained, and that he he no intention or plans on her coming out of her skirt-thing at all unless she wanted to bring some sweats with her in case it got late.. in which case he would sleep on the couch. He would have her back before lunch the following day, and on pain of death would bring her home just as scratch-free and pure as she was at that very moment...

Assuming he didn't get broken in half, punched, or screamed at, Corbin would quickly turn back to Axe. "You're absolutely radiant. Sorry I'm not quite as dressed up but I think this should do, right?" He was wearing an obviously expensive pair of dark grey jeans, a pair of vans shoes that seemed to be made of leather, a black shirt with all sorts of graphic work spreading from the chest in white and red, and a worn but very nice-looking leather jacket. He had several rings on, a single necklace with a celtic cross pendant, his hair styled a bit exactly how Axe liked it best.

He took her hand and gestured grandly toward his car. "Your chariot awaits.." Once they were both inside, he waved a small farewell to Axe's father and grandfather and pulled gently out of the little lot.. Half an hour later they were at the top of some desserted lookout spot at the top of a small mountain overlooking pilot ridge from the shade of a grand tree, a blanket spread on the ground that was red and white striped and a big wicker picnic basket stuffed to the brim with food open in it's center.

"So.. I thought we could start out slow and casual and enjoy the summer weather a bit.. I brought a little of everything." Indeed, as he started removing items from the basket there were everything from fruits and veggies to chips and dip through finger sandwiches and soda and cheeses and *gasp* a bottle of some medium-grade wine plus crackers and even some spaghetti still warm in a tupperware container. Corbin didn't seem to care much about the food, though. He was quite busy staring at Axe. "I wanna have a chance at something real here. I mean, I know there's a chance, I just don't wanna goof it up, ya know? Thank you. For coming out with me. For, like.. doing this date thing officially."

He cleared his throat quietly and tore his eyes away to glance down at the busy city down below them. "So do you wanna tell me about your graduation, or do you want me to tell you about that little trinket I gave you?"

[Axelle Flint]

Axelle let out a little squeal when Corbin hugged her and twirled her around, hugging him tightly and no doubt surprising the hell out of her guardians who were now so used to seeing her not touching anyone that she was certain it must have derailed whatever objections they might have had to their date. She heard something about potentially staying the night and ran upstairs so fas to get sleeping pants that she missed the rest of Corbin's conversation with her father. She came down in time to see him step away from her father, unscathed and her father, while serious did not look too upset with her as she hugged him carefully and her grandfather before turning back to Corbin. "Yeah! You look great, we kinda match!" she smiled at him before allowing him to lead her towards his car. She got in and smoothed her skirt down, fidgetting because, even though the dress was cute, it was still a dress, and she didn't wear them often.

Which made sitting on the picnic blanket a little awkward but she was managing, she was sure that Corbin probaby would not mind the occasional flash of her thigh when she moved, which is really the reason she'd chosen the teddy bear tights in the first place. "Yeah it's nice!" she smiled as she reached for an apple and bit into it easily, trying to look everywhere but at him and failing, but it didn't seem to matter because he was busy staring at her too. "Yeah...I..." she fumbled a bit with her words. "I was really looking forward to it. You were always nice and stuff and you let me help you cook..." she trailed off. "I really felt like I could tell you anything after we'd been hanging out for a while, and you're a lot of fun to be around!" maybe she was reading the situation wrong but the air seemed...thick, but not necessarily with bad energy, she thought back to that day in the rain. It had felt a lot like this too, right before they'd just come together and kissed each other like the world was going to end if they didn't.

But, they were definitely more in public this time and she knew that it would be disrespectful to Corbin if she were to just come right out and stated what she expected from this relationship physically. Especially because she was pretty sure that Corbin already knew and had his own expectations but was trying to be respectful of her. She thought about the "items" she'd put into her purse when she'd gotten her sleeping pants and vainly wrestled with the blush that was turning her almost as red as her hair. She could do this, she was an adult and just because she might be staying over did not mean that "THINGS" would be happening. "I'm happy we're doing this too," she finally managed to sputter out with a chuckle, thinking about how dorky she probably looked blushing out of nowhere.

“So yeah! Graduation!” she exclaimed as a way to change the subject, going on to tell Corbin about how she’d fallen over into the aisle when they’d first sat down and how she’d had a lot of parties to go to and how she’d miss the people she’d been going to school with for all these years. “Yeah so pretty soon I’m going to go get my training so I can be a certified mechanic but I’m gonna take some accounting classes too, to help with the books. Even though I do them anyway, Grandpa seems to think that knowing more wouldn’t hurt,” she shrugged. “Hey, you could help me study!” she grinned. “Isn’t that what b-b-boyfriends are supposed to do?” she teased, stuttering over the word and giggling shyly.

[Corbin Jacobs]

The awkwardness of the whole date situation was.. difficult to describe. It was like when something was endearing? Like, it was enjoyable despite being technically a not-ideal thing? But it was also adorable and bound to lead to interesting topics of conversation as one of the other of the couple rambled a bit onto new and possibly completely unrelated topics. The point was that Corbin was finally on an actual, official date with Axe.. and she looked happy.. She also looked really nice. That black shirt was definitely one he hoped he'd see her in again, and the plaid skirt was just short en--

"You have teddy bear leggings on. You are freaking adorable. Like, I mean.. Nobody but you. Christ I love you so much." --Wait. Shit. Was it too early to say that? Like, even if he hadn't meant 'I am in love with you'? Speaking of awkward..

"Er, yeah.. That's what we do! Help our better halves study. Give them shoulder rubs when they stress too much. If you want, you can even practice on my books. Worst case scenario I gotta go pay an accountant to fix where we both messed up or something.. but I trust you, ya know? And hell yeah getting your certification and stuff. I didn't get a lot of.. ya know, post-secondary education. Or.. if that even means what I think it does. Went to a technical school, yeah? Like, I mean.. I'm hella proud of you for goin after your shit, ya know? I stumbled into my spot in the world.. you got your planned and you're gonna be friggin awesome at it. I was there cheering for you when you walked the stage just as loud as your dad was."

After a pause to let that sink in - because Axe hadn't know he was there, apparently, given she'd told him lots about her graduation - Corbin turned to look her in the eye. "Aight, so, like.. I have two questions. First.. where do you wanna see this - this us thing - short term and long term? And, uh.. second.. I mean.. like, forgive me for bein maybe.. ya know.. 'cliche'.. But when do I get to be sure that I'm totally head over heels about you? Or if ya don't know.. will you tell me when it's okay?"

[Axelle Flint]

She didn't know why she was nervous. Things didn't have to change between them just because they were on a date. It was hard though, because now she suddenly felt like there were all these expectations and protocols she should follow now that they were alone together and something "romantic" could happen. Especially when Corbin said "Christ. I love you so much." Axelle's mind sputtered to a stop. Maybe he meant it in the way where you casually tell your friends you love things about them. Because there were a lot of things she loved about Corbin. The biggest of course being that she could touch him. She liked his arms around her, how they made her feel safe, like he could never hurt her. Well, physically he couldn't but the emotional security was nice just the same. Axelle also loved his eyes and his smile and the way he cooked for her and was patient with her when she’d almost blown up part of his kitchen. She loved the way he laughed and told her dumb jokes and let her just be herself.

She was babbling in her head and Corbin was already talking more, shit! “Oh~” her voice did a strange leap. “You came?” she couldn’t help but smile at the idea that he had come to see her graduate. It was a sweet gesture! “Thank you for coming! I’m sorry I didn’t at least see you! But I think it’s nice that you came! I wanted to invite you but I thought it might be weird because…um…“we” weren’t happening yet and I didn’t know how you’d feel about it. I guess I didn’t have to eh?” she shrugged, suddenly feeling shy and a bit silly for having worried about it in the first place. But that meant that she was paying just enough attention to Corbin’s other two and much more serious questions.

“Um…” it took her a moment to pull her thoughts together. “Well, short-term I’d like us to have a good time together and get to know each other more, but I think that like, we’ll never stop learning new things about each other. A-and the long term…I guess maybe we’ll just see where it takes us? I’ve never really dated anyone before so - ” “I don’t want to have expectations beyond what my brain is already imagining and frankly it’s imagined a lot but like, it’s weird if I tell you that I think about what it would be like to marry you or even just what living with you would be like and - stop brain stop! Stop! Stop!”

“Um like…” she sputtered. “You can tell me I guess? I just, we’ve been friends for like five months now and I like you a lot. Enough to want to date you and be with you and…do…” she coughed, damnit she was AN ADULT. “HAVE SEX!” she practically shouted in an attempt to get it out and be mature and just generally all around be the adult she knew she could be while at the same time being shy about voicing what she wanted. She covered her mouth and blushed. “Anyway, I want this to be a serious relationship, for as long as it can be…” she murmured, looking down at her hands and then at his hands and then back at his face with an awkward smile.

[Corbin Jacobs]

Corbin had grinned and nodded and made little dismissive gestures when Axe responded about him being at her graduation, mumbling briefly about how he'd rather she had fun with her friends and. He'd grinned and nodded along as she'd continued about short and long term goals. Then, of course, the juicy question. About when he was allowed to be sappy... and instead of 'aw thats sweet' like he was sure any other girl would have responded with, Axe instead approached the question from a very mature direction, then took a proverbial baseball bat the mailbox, all but shouting that she wanted to have sex... before her face adorned that beautiful shade of red he loved seeing on her and went right back into being an adult.

Not only was this tremendously amusing, but it also caught Corbin completely off guard and had him literally blinking and staring for several long moments before he finally remembered to breathe and mouthed wordlessly for a few more.

"I, uh.. Wow. The, um. Yeah. I mean... er.." If Axe looked close enough, she could probably see the little tumbling hourglass rotating above Corbin's head as he tried to load an appropriate response.. then he seemed to relax quite a bit very suddenly. "I mean, I had my suspicions after that steaming rainy makeout sesh.. but I'm glad you aren't, like.. turned off that I'm older than you. And, ya know.. that you don't think it's creepy that I'm so into somebody younger. You're beautiful, you're smart, you're confident, and, like, I'm pretty sure I've been in love with you since before the spaghetti incident, ya know? Somethin' about you. I wanna be a part of every part of you, and I wanna let you be a part of as much of me as you wanna be."

Then he paused, trying to replay what he'd just said in his head.. quickly giving up and shaking his head and waving a hand in a dismissive gesture again. "Sorry. What I meant was 'me too'. I wanna be serious with you and about you for as long as you're cool with it... and.. uh.. I-i mean. I may have.. definitely.. thought about.. ya know.. being physical.. with you. A lot."

Corbin's turn to turn bright red.. only he refused to cover his face. Axe could laugh if she wanted to, she could grin, or she could tackle him to the ground and make Snogfest 2015 a thing.. Really anything she wanted to do. Far as Corbin was concerned, she was the one doing him a favor going on a real date with him. She could do anything she wanted.

[Axelle Flint]

Axelle smiled shyly and rose to her knees, carefully picking around the things that were set up around the blanket so she could sit next to Corbin. But at the last moment she tripped over a tree root and bumped against him, sending them both toppling for a moment. "Ah, sorry," she grinned a bit unrepentantly as she caught herself over him, before leaning down and kissing him in apology before sitting up and helping back up. She then leaned against him contentedly and reached for the tupperware spaghetti.

“So I can eat all this?” she asked curiously, easily moving on from their serious conversation, content in the knowledge that for the moment at least they wanted the same things out of their relationship. She was very much looking forward to seeing where it would take them but for the moment that meant talking, getting to know each other and having fun.

[Corbin Jacobs]

Three things had entered Corbin's mind when Axe had tripped.. Her safety, the safety of his car parked nearby, and the hope that she'd done it on purpose just to press against him for a moment. Of course Axe's safety wasn't a thing worth worrying about.. she was basically as indestructible as he was. His car's safety was a thing.. but he was between her and it when she fell, so no big deal there. However, his last thought seemed one that was very much a thing. An almost likely thing. The grin she flashed at him had 'not sorry' written all over it. Maybe this was Axe happy.. happy that she could fall into someone and not worry about hurting them. Happy that someone gave a damn and wanted to be with her despite all the flaws she couldn't avoid seeing in herself. Maybe. But that grin was a thing to be sought after. That much Corbin knew for sure.

And then her apology.. a kiss.. sending turbulent memories of their makeout session in the rain screaming through his mind. Corbin's lips had reacted out of instinct, but his mind lagged behind for a few seconds. Axe was holding the container of spaghetti and asking about it by the time he regained his bearings.. and the thought that she's manufactured the situation played at Corbin's suspicions. "'Course, Red. Anything you want in there is there for you. As much of any of it is yours for the taking. --Oh, but first.." He snaked around, one hand sliding over to catch her shoulder as his the other slid gently across her neck to cradle her head and he leaned down to plant a soft, slow kiss on her lips.

He then realized what he'd done.. and that it hadn't just happened in his mind. Really all he could do was offer a coy grin of his own as his eyes lingered on hers for a moment, then he slid right back onto the position he'd been in before so she could comfortably lean. "Sorry.. You're yummier than spaghetti." Corbin may as well change his name to Fondue he was so cheesy....

He'd had some time to get used to himself not shutting up around Axe, though, and had the perfect solution to keep himself from digging any deeper a hole. Sammiches! He reached forward and took another container, popping it open and tossing a finger sandwich into his mouth.. chewing while chuckling to himself under his breath. "Fo yow opay poo boo mow...." Chewchewchewswallow, throat clear. "So you're okay to do more stuff after late lunch, yeah? I made lots of plans.. you can pick almost anything and I've got something close enough to it.. but I was thinking, like, given that we're both dressed a little more casual that we could go to the drive-in, catch a movie, and then do dinner at some insanely fancy place and irritate all the rich people. I have reservations at five places so, ya know.. we can figure out what you're in the mood for after the movie?"

[Axelle Flint]

Axelle grinned and was about to take a bite of her spaghetti when she felt Corbin's large hands slide across her shoulder and neck before she felt his lips back against hers. She sighed and smiled into the kiss as it continued for a moment before he pulled away...well damn. Her stomach grumbled at her and delayed any thoughts of trying to get "revenge" as she watched him smile at her and then reach for something else to eat. "Yummier than spaghetti?" she asked with a snort. Her father and grandfather didn't tend to use words like that and they caught her a bit off guard with how silly they were. But they were also very sweet so she just continued grinning and ate the spaghetti.

"Yeah I can do more!" she said after laughing at his attempt to talk with his mouth full of food. "I kinda figured we were going to spend the day out and doing things!" she smiled coyly at him before eating more of the food he'd made and reached for something to drink, hesitating when she confronted the wine, her hand veering over to the soda instead. "Why the wine?" she asked suddenly curious as to why it was there. Corbin didn't seem like a wine guy and she was still too young to drink legally and she wasn't sure that "wine" was the thing she'd want to try first if she decided to start.

[Corbin Jacobs]

Oh. Shit. There was wine in there, huh? .... "To be honest I have no idea why I brought that.. Like.. I dunno, maybe I got caught up in the moment? Packing things for, ya know.. a romantic picnic? Wine just.. seems like a given? I don't drink it very often but that one's sweet and fruity and I don't really know if you've ever drank or if you might want to and I figure there's no way I'm gonna get drunk so if you did wanna have a glass or two you'd be with somebody who wouldn't let you overdo it or, I mean.. yeah. Things I need to learn about you, I guess. You don't strike me as the 'college party in high school' type, but maybe you drink on occasion. Maybe you hate alcohol, Iunno. If you're curious and have never drank before, we can.. split a glass later or something. Or not."

Crap. Mouth running away again. Nother sandwich, stat! Nom. Seriously, though. Why had Corbin brought a bottle of wine? Had he forgotten that Axe was still that young? Had he forgotten that it was taboo to supply alcohol to minors? Was it really just 'the romantic picnic thing to do'? --Oh, a way to turn this into a positive!

"Er, cause.. I mean, I don't ever want you to feel pressured into anything you don't wanna do. Specially not by me, ya know? And, like.. I don't want you to feel like you need to go without something you do wanna do just cause I didn't offer.. Cause I wanna know everything about you. So, like.. Imma be that typical guy, right? Overaccomodating and overthinking and overplanning.. That's what I did for this date. Thought up different things for, like, the last two weeks. Everything from this picnic to bungee jumping to going to a theme park. I seriously have tickets to three movies and two parks in my glove box in case you didn't wanna do the picknic or drive-in thing. I have six pages of maps to different places to eat in case you don't want fancy-shmancy stuff. Cause I'm still tryin to figure out what you like and don't like, ya know?"

....Hm. Probably not the best idea to admit all that. That sandwiches had failed Corbin.. He should have gone with the chipotle turkey instead of the plain. "What I know is that you're unique and amazing and awesome and that I'd be, like.. doin a disservice to the world if I ever limited you. So I don't wanna do that. So if you want wine, have some. I won't tell. If you ever wanted to break a bottle of wine or pop it and spew it all over the place like those guys on TV who win races, do that. If you wanna have a beer or some bourbon or something else instead I'll make it happen, ya know? Or if you prefer cherry cola to cream let me know and I'll get that for you."

Ack.

"Like, don't get me wrong. None of that stops at drinks. Ever wanted to go horseback riding? Ever wanted to go skydiving? Ever wanted to climb a mountain or go scuba diving or learn karate? Lemme know. We'll find a way. And for the love of everything, if you want me to do something for you.. [smallest]to you..[/smallest] The only wrong thing to do is not ask. I wanna know everything. I wanna help you, like.. be exactly who and what you wanna be."

Wow.. a bit much, maybe?

"Sorry, was that too intense? I might be tryin a little too hard. If that's overwhelming, then my bad.. and, like.. Scratch all that and replace it with 'in case you wanted some, by the way you are so comfy to sit with'."

[Axelle Flint]

Oh my.

Corbin liked to talk when he was nervous. That was the only thing Axelle could think of as he just kept going on and on after she'd asked her innocent question. She wasn't super fond of the drinking idea at the moment but she could sort of understand what he meant. Whenever she thought of a romantic picnic there WAS always wine around, even if no one was drinking it. Perhaps that was part of the aesthetic?

"You need to relax Corbin!" she chuckled. "Look, I wouldn't really call myself a fancy person and I like amusement parks but I don't really think it's safe for me to ride anything, you know...just in case. I don't want to drink right now but you can drink, I don't mind being the DD at all. You don't have to over plan, or over-accommodate me. I just want to spend time with you; I don't really care how or when. So please, please, please relax a little okay? We've been doing okay for the last 5 months; I don't think it's going to go suddenly south because now we're "actually" dating. So just...relax." she grinned encouragingly at him and kissed him on the nose. "When we finish eating everything on this blanket we can decide what to do and where to go," she suggested as she stuffed another forkful of spaghetti into her mouth.

[Corbin Jacobs]

.... This bitch. Bein all freakin.. thoughtful and common-sensical and whatnot. Making Corbin look even more like a tard. "That.. like.. I mean, how do you come up with that? Just.. perfect words."

He collapsed backwards with his arms behind his head and took a few deep breaths. "Totally right. About all of it. I needa relax and stop tryin too hard and relax some more and as long as I don't get crazy things aught to work out, like.. perfectly fine. Cause.. Yeah. Totally good direction for the last while. Just don't screw it up."

Corbin nodded to himself from his laid back position and let out a huff of breath before sitting back up and wrapping an arm loosely around Axe's shoulders. "Besides.. I mean, facing the parents is already out of the way. That's the worst part, right? Your dad's friggin scary... in that too-calm way, ya know?"

But he could still use this as an opportunity.. "Aight. So.. How about.. gimme your least favorite food that I brought. Wine doesn't count. Like, it doesn't exist." Her choices ranges from fruits and veggies to the finger sandwiches to chips and dip to cheeses and crackers.. there was also a loaf of what looked like french bread and a pint of soup, still warm (as it was on the little heat pads next to the spaghetti).

[Axelle Flint]

"Well, you know, it helps when the people in your life are also calm and don't panic or over-think a lot of things." She smiled, as she looked down at him on the blanket, thinking it would be nice to lay down next to him. But the thought had barely registered before he had sat up again (without using his hands, DAMN that man's abs must look amazing) and wrapped an arm around her. "Right? Except when he's really angry he IS capable of yelling," she laughed as she leaned into the one-armed embrace. When Corbin asked her what food she didn't like she had a hard time finding anything wrong with the spread in front of her.

"Ah, well, everything looks so great I don't think I dislike anything here!" she grinned, feeling nervous suddenly. "Well, maybe the chips? I don't like junk food much and chips are really greasy usually, but I don't mind eating them sometimes, they shouldn't go to waste," she said quickly because she didn't want Corbin feeling bad that he'd included them. “But I like everything else a lot!” she added with a smile to try and smooth any ruffled feathers. Not that she expeted Corbin to be angry or annoyed but she certainly didn’t want him to feel bad either.

[Corbin Jacobs]

Suffice it to say that Corbin didn't much want to experience or ponder Mr. Flint actually yelling, and so let that bit of speech gloss right past his memory, in one ear and out the other. Though, Axe apparently wasn't much a fan of junk food. Shame. He had four flavors of ice cream at the house, bought just yesterday, for them to nom while they caught a movie or something later.

"Naaaah.. They're the baked kind. The dip is like.. sour cream and onion though. Basically the mother of all junk foods. Don't you a-worry little lady. I'll get it out of your sight." And with a grin, he popped the top off, tore open the bag of baked wavy-style chips, and went to town.

He did stop after a remarkably fast half-tub of dip, though.. "Well crap.. maybe I don't like junk food either. It's like.. diminishing returns, ya know? The first couple bites are good but then the flavor just, like, wears out.." He did keep munching on the chips.. which were actually really good. Some garden something-or-other version of the baked iteration of a wavy dip-chip. Not too salty, not too plain. The remaining half-bag was closed up and sealed with a binder clip before Corbin grabbed a bottle of water for himself, offering one to Axe as well. He sat back down with the container of veggies. "Next time maybe a tropical fruit salad.. Pineapple and mango and oranges and apples and peaches..... And Kiwi. --Wanna get a smoothie when we head out? Do you like smoothies? What about milkshakes or malts?"