A Kidnapping - Robbie tags Evan/Levi

[Robbie Wilkes]

Dances have always been something Robbie enjoyed. He never went with a date because what was the use of tying himself down to one girl when there would probably be so many other girls attending the dance who might need his company? So he usually went alone or with a group of friends.

When Estelle told him she was going with RC Manne, Robbie had to admit, he was a little bummed. Mostly because he wouldn't get to goof off with his best friend. But that didn't stop the blond from teasing the poor metal manipulator something awful. He even gave the big brother spiel when he met the dark haired boy earlier. It was his duty as best friend anyway.

So his next option was Evan. Robbie wasn't sure if the guy would be up to it considering he didn't really do well at the last one when he went with Fifi Hart. Robbie didn't blame him; Fifi was a pretty scary dudette. But he was sure that if he just forced the other boy to come with him, there wouldn't be room for the phaser to object.

There he was, his determined face set as he walked down the stairs to his friend's dorm. The one he shared with the very girl Robbie would have liked to go to the dance with, if only for the laughs. It was weird that he was still crushing on Mia because really, what was up with that?

He tried the doorknob and found that the door wasn't locked which he grinned at as he strode into the room almost similar to his and found Evan lying on his bed with his nose buried in a book: what a rare occurrence, Robbie thought with a roll of his eyes and an affectionate smile on his face. He ran to the slightly opened door and kicked it open a little too roughly that it bounded back and hit him in the face.

"Sonuvab-" Robbie caught himself as he rubbed his forehead and nose before pointing accusingly at Evan. "You!" Robbie exclaimed. "You're coming with me to the dance. No arguments. I got clothes that can more or less fit you so get your nose out of that book and march. Atten-HUT!"

He practically jostled the gangly, taller boy out of bed, not listening to any complaints the boy had. "What'd I say about arguing?" Robbie managed to get the phaser out of his room. Now, to move him to the exit...

[Evan Brackett]

In past years, whenever the school had held a dance, Evan chose to ignore it. He wasn’t very fond of crowded rooms, and he certainly didn’t like dancing. Of course, he had gone to the most recent Autumn dance, albeit unintentionally. The incident with the matchmaker that landed him a date with Fifi Hart (of all people) had left him scarred and more reluctant to go to school dances than he ever was before. Just the sight of the fliers popping up around school made him nauseous.

The thought of being put in the situation again made chills run up his spine. If he had been paired with someone else, it might not have been so bad. But Fifi...He grew ever more anxious as the day of the dance drew nearer. The terror didn’t last forever, though, because once the matchmaker results were sent out, and Evan realized someone didn’t enter him again, he was able to calm down.

By the actual day of the dance, the boy was certain he had successfully avoided attending. With his nerves finally settled, Evan spent his time doing what he normally did on winter Saturday’s: reading. The sound of his suite’s front door opening vaguely registered in his conscious as his eyes zipped across the page.

“Hello,” he shouted to whoever had entered, still immersed in the story. It wasn’t until his door got kicked in that he looked up, seeing a flash of blond hair before the door bounced back. He couldn't help but laugh at the incident.

“Oh. Hey, Robbie,” he greeted the boy between chuckles. His face quickly fell at the proclamation, however. “You’re joking, right? You know there is absolutely no way--Hey!” He tried to fight back to no avail as the other boy dragged him out into the suite common area. “Robbie! Stop it,” Van huffed, attempting to slip back into his room. When that didn’t work he clung onto the nearest object, which happened to be the frame to Levi’s door.

“Levi! Levi, help me! I’m being kidnapped,” he whined, knocking vigorously on his suite mate's door.

[Levi Xu]

Levi had been at Hammel for three weeks. Three horrible, horrible weeks where he woke up every morning in the dorm instead of in his own bed. Three weeks of no Mr. Underwood, no Buccaneer, and no Jake. He'd had to call his dad, and listen as some recruiter talked to him about where he'd been since June. It was embarrassing, and lonely, and no one understood that it wasn't his fault.

Thank God he was put in Evan's room, at least. It had been a surprise to learn that his friend was a meta--but a good surprise, because he'd known the older boy was a good person--but he hadn't told him anything about the compound or his friends there. Whenever there had been questions from anyone, he just shut down. He limited what he said to what Jake had told Morgan that night, and refused to speak about anything else having to do with M.S.A.D.

So he'd made it through the three weeks, relying on Evan and his new friend Sam to get through the day. When he didn't want to deal with curiosity from other students--a kid with an odd power and an even odder name was notable, even at Hammel--or with being alone, he would head to one of his older friends and trust them not to ask any more questions, and distract him from being miserable.

And there was no way he was going to that dance. But that was fine, since Sam was going with Spencer because of the matchmaker and Evan wasn't going at all, so he could hang out with him

"Levi! Levi, help me! I’m being kidnapped!"

Or, you know, not. Of course Evan didn't know what happened to him, but that didn't make the term "kidnap" any more amusing to him.

"Evan," Levi whined right back, opening the door to his dorm. "That isn't funny...." He looked with confusion from his roommate to the guy who seemed to be dragging him out of the dorm bodily. Then, with a sigh, he stepped forward and latched his arms around Evan's waist. "He doesn't have to go anywhere."

[Robbie Wilkes]

The phaser was even stronger than Robbie had thought as he clung to the door frame of one of the other dorm's occupant. Robbie hadn't seen him around before and he thought that was strange as he always attempted to befriend any new person around. It was enough to distract him that when the Asian boy who looked way too young to be in Hammel wrapped his arms around Evan, the weather manipulator dropped the phaser down to the ground.

"You, you're new aren't you?" Robbie pointed at the other boy who was helping Evan up. Way to point out the obvious, Robbie. What was it that Evan called him? Levee? Robbie frowned just slightly before shaking his head at the boy. "No, he does. Because I don't have a date and he doesn't have a date unless you're going together which means you're going to have to get ready and I've got some really nifty things for you two to wear. So come on Evan and...Levee?"

Robbie swooped his arm through Evan's and pulled him along. "Come on now, don't make carry you out fireman style. You know I can." He squinted his eyes at Evan and then at Levi.

[Evan Brackett]

Evan hadn't even been sure that his roommate was home. He had been so absorbed in his book, that he couldn't recall if he ever heard the boy leave the suite, so the fact that the tall boy was seeking Levi's help at all was pure chance. And if he had known at all what had happened to his friend, he would have regretted his choice of words.

"Oh, thank God," Evan breathed, silently thanking the younger boy as well when he opened his door to investigate. The brunette quickly switched from clinging to the door frame to clinging to Levi, although he lost his balance when Robbie finally let go of him, effectively causing him to fall over. He recovered from the stumble with a little help and shot Robbie a glare, only to gape at him moments later. Evan gently elbowed his blond friend as he rambled, and quietly hissed, "Be careful what you say. Don't out me."

Then louder, he retorted, "Don't be ridiculous, Robbie. I'm not planning on going to the dance with anybody. I wasn't planning on going at all." It was at this point that he realized he was still clinging to Levi, so he reluctantly and awkwardly let go of him. Of course, at the mention of being carried out on Robbie's shoulder, Evan wrapped his arms around the younger boy again.

"No way. If you're going to carry me out, you're gonna have to carry Levi too." He hadn't meant to throw the new kid into this, but it was for good reason. Robbie might have managed to drag him out of his bedroom, but Van highly doubted he'd be able to carry both boys out of the dorm.

[Levi Xu]

Levi shot a glare at the blond boy for his interruption of what could have been a perfectly fine Saturday night in the dorm. "Yeah, I'm new." But he stumbled too when Robbie let go of Evan, and didn't hear his friend's whispered comments. He did, however, lean into Evan's hold on him, partially to keep from stumbling more, and partially because he didn't want to deal with any new people right now.

Fuck Valentine's Day.

He blushed, though, when Robbie suggested that he was going to the dance with Evan. Which was ridiculous, and obviously the taller boy felt the same way, as they stopped their awkward clinging at about the same time.

But Robbie was insistent, and when Evan wrapped his arms around him again Levi shrugged and returned the favor. But his attention was less on his friend's argument than the new guy's. "Wait...." He wasn't sure what he was more surprised by, the fact that he apparently thought that he could carry Spider-Man out of his dorm against his will, or "You have clothes that would fit both him and me?" Evan was tall, and Levi...was not. Though the blond boy was somewhere between, he doubted anyone had enough nice clothes that didn't fit. "And wasn't it supposed to be, you know, formal?"

[Robbie Wilkes]

Robbie's mouth gaped open and closed back when Evan warned him not to out him in front of Levi. "Crap...sorry." He winced, rubbing where Evan had elbowed him before essentially pouting at how they were both standing a united front against not going to the dance. His instinct told him that whining might possibly get them so annoyed they'd follow him just to shut him up.

But just as he was about to do exactly that, Levi asked him about clothes. "I'm pretty sure we can make the things I have fit you, new guy." Robbie reassured the smaller boy unconvincingly. Of course, he hadn't accounted for another person to be dragged into the invitation as Robbie was so sure Evan would be alone but this just meant more people Robbie could goof off with!

"Well," Robbie chewed on his lower lip when he was reminded that it was formal. "Button up shirts are formal innit?" He asked, scratching the back of his head. "Dude, come on we get to goof off! Make fun of the guys and girls who take these things seriously. "Please?" Robbie clasped both hands in front of him and went down on both knees. "Come on, Van. You're always telling me I should get you out more." He turned his attention to Levi "And since you're new, what better way to you know...get yourself used to the Hammel environment than attending a dance where probably everyone would be there?"

Yes, his pleading had flaws. Not everyone liked to be in crowds and not every new person wanted to blend in. He should have known better, what with him having been so awkward when he first joined Hammel...

But those thoughts didn't even occur to the weather manipulator as he pleaded to both of the boys.

[Evan Brackett]

Levi had a good point about the clothes. There was a good foot of height between the two of them, and unless you were Zac LaRousse and had a wardrobe the size of a bedroom, the chances of finding complete outfits to fit all three of them was slim. “I guess you could cuff the pants or something,” he mused allowed (being unintentionally unhelpful) before stumbling to correct himself. “I mean. D-don’t be, uh...that would be silly.”

Evan simply rolled his eyes as Robbie continued to badger them into going. The only good thing about it was that Robbie was no longer trying to drag him out and he could safely stop clinging to Levi. After all, Evan didn’t want to make the younger boy uncomfortable.

“Robbie,” He began to argue again, but then the blond wasn’t just begging, he was down on his knees and begging, which was both utterly pathetic and totally working. Damn, how did he know how to make him feel guilty? Or maybe Evan was that much of a sucker. Regardless, it was enough to make the taller boy give in. “Fine, Robbie. I’ll go to your stupid dance,” he said through pursed lips. “But only if Levi comes too.”

That condition set, he looked down at the younger boy with pleading eyes. “I know you don’t want to go either, but he’s being so pitiful,” Evan didn’t care that Robbie could hear him say that, because it was true. “I don’t want to be left alone when Robbie hooks up with some girl.” Which was also something he didn’t care if Robbie heard, this time because he seriously expected it to happen.

[Levi Xu]

"I don't have any nice clothes with me, and yeah, that's silly" Levi looked away; most of his clothing had been left behind in the compound, and though his father had sent some money so he could buy more, he hadn't had the motivation. He didn't want to go into the town and remember the last time he'd been there, when he'd been stupid and lonely at the compound.

Now he'd give just about anything to go back.

But...wow, even Levi had to crack a smile at Robbie's dramatics. He still didn't want to go to the dance, but the fact that Evan asked, instead of just dragging him bodily--when was the last time someone had actually asked for his input?--was enough. "Yeah, he is being kinda sad...." It would have sounded meaner if the boy wasn't grinning. He didn't know Evan's friend, but if he was offering to help them get ready, then he guessed it was okay.

And hanging out with Evan at the dance is pretty much the same as hanging out with Evan not at the dance. Except it was slightly more like a date. Or it would be, if Levi wasn't convinced that Evan and Stella made a very cute couple.

[Robbie Wilkes]

Robbie didn't even care what else Evan said after "Fine," because that was all it took for Robbie to jump back and sling his arms over both the boys shoulder, getting slightly awkward since one was considerably taller and the other considerably shorter. But he was content in his position.

Not really taking anything the two boys were saying to heart, as he usually did, Robbie grinned and even confirmed what the boys were saying. "You don't know me but what Van's saying is true. I'd probably ditch him to goof off with somebody else. I mean, it doesn't necessarily have to be a girl. Preferable, but not necessary. And I do a pathetic face quite well." He demonstrated it before laughing at himself, something he did on a regular basis.

The grin on his face grew wider when Levi also agreed to it. Had he not been so thick, he would have picked something up from Evan's odd behaviour towards the youngest boy among the three but as it were, he just found two [in his opinion] willing accomplices to crash the Valentine's Day dance with.

[OOC: To Be Continued Here]