An Education [closed]

[JD Paerson]

JD continued to ignore Zac's commentary about Robbie as a "pornoholic," so when the Asian chose to point at his eyes all he did was raise one eyebrow before looking away. "He really doesn't understand, and you really, really don't need to show anyone. Anything. Ever." He glared at Zac and held up his newspaper to make his point.

He didn't miss it when Zac attempted to use the newer nickname on him again. "Yeah, I'll admit the food is good. Doesn't mean you're allowed to give me another nickname. One is more than enough." He was still dealing with the repercussions from "Clark Kent," after all.

"Don't be dumb, Zac. I know better than to accept any gift from you. All your presents come with strings attached. And yeah I know you can turn that into a dirty joke, I'm asking for you not to." He rested his hand on the newspaper again, though he didn't bother lifting it this time.

"No, you're free to like it, I was just wondering why." JD wondered if everything he said was going to be taken as a criticism. If it was, he couldn't really complain--he had encouraged the impression, really. "I agree with you there. I guess it's pretty good as far as accuracy on awkwardness. I can't remember if those two actually end up together or not," he said. "So I guess the vague ending is kind of appropriate."

He glanced over at Robbie, who seemed to have a naive look at relationships. "You don't just hook up with anyone you happen to think is cute. Well you might, but for some people it's harder. Like getting the other person to be willing to actually talk to you again, that's always a good thing." He shrugged.

When Zac grabbed his face and leaned forward, JD could feel his eyes grow flinty. He didn't bother with the newspaper, just clenched his fist. He looked carefully at Zac, not blinking, and spoke very slowly. "Move your face right now or I will move it for you. Don't test me." If this got any further down the path it was going, JD was prepared to punch the guy and run out of the house, laptop be damned.

He liked Zac. The guy had convinced him that it was all right to loosen up every once in a while. But sometimes he didn't seem to understand the importance of personal space or boundaries. JD was willing to teach him that it is not all right to jump any person who you happen to be around, no matter how much money you have or how beautiful you think you are.

"Now," he said when the whole mess was done. "What show do you want to watch next?"

[Zachary LaRousse]

And the newspaper of doom was suddenly brought out into the spotlight. Not good. It’s not that painful really (guess all that bonking did increase his tolerance for pain and all that), but he’s really not in the mood to get bopped with the said roll right now. So like the great big baby that he is, he cowered behind Robbie for a while – at least until the newspaper was out of the speedster’s hand. “Don’t worry Porny, I can always show you what I mean when he’s asleep.” And that is not creepy, definitely not creepy at all.

Zac was actually pleased JD decided not to call him Wimpy. While he is by no means a wimp, he doesn’t need a constant reminder than no matter how hard he tries to bulk himself up, JD will always be larger than him (height and frame-wise, that is). Damn genetics and ethnicity really. “Stop ruffling my hair Porny,” he whined, shaking his head wildly to remove the blonde’s hand from him, “I’m not a kid you know. Meanie.”

“I’m hurt DeeDee. I just like giving people gifts you know. Just ask Porny over here.” He does like showering the people around him with trinkets – from the really useful but incredibly predictable to the mundane, weird and quirky. Case in point: the lace panties he sent Robbie the other day. Should JD continue his uptight act around Zac, the smug teen promises he’d find year’s supply of lace panties delivered to him first thing in the morning too. “Would that mean you haven’t opened my Christmas gift to you yet?”

Zac, surprisingly, chose to zone out all other disturbances after he’s explained his point and watched the said episode earnestly. He didn’t mean to sound defensive though; he just likes whining to JD as much as he can. There’s just something with the boy that makes it so rewarding for him to be whined at (if that makes any sense at all).

His isolation was short-lived however, as he couldn’t help but break into a laugh when the two other guys with him got into, in his eyes, a ‘deep’ discussion about hooking up. Amazing how he got paired up with two guys on seemingly opposite ends of the dating spectrum. “Aww Dee, don’t feel sad,” he said, jumping on the boy’s back and giving him a hug, “Robbie and I will help you get her, we promise.” Because JD was obviously speaking from personal experience. “I do suggest not continuing on this whole discussion with Robbie. As seen before, he just won’t get it,” the teen added, sending a playful wink towards the weather manipulator.

“Chill dude, chill,” he said as he slowly backed away from the boy. He’s been groping teasing the boy for a good while now, but he’s never really seen him like that. Then again, this is the first time he’s tried to steal a kiss from the speedster anyway.

“Let Porny chose. I already got my fix anyway,” he answered as the episode came to a close.

[Robbie Wilkes]

"I just don't see why things have to be so complicated with other people." Robbie said conclusively, not wanting to really get into the details of the discussion. He knew what he was saying and it was bordering on 'deep thoughts', something Robbie was completely uncomfortable with. The playful wink Zac sent his way made Robbie laugh and he felt that that was the end of that conversation. "Heh," he gave a chuckle.

His eyes widened when JD threatened Zac but the look on Zac's face made Robbie burst out laughing. "Oh my God, you should have seen your face, Zac! Dang it, if only I had a camera." He paused and looked at the laptop. "Dang it!" realisation dawned on him that he could have used the laptop camera. "Aw man!" He laughed again and turned to Zac once more when he announced that Robbie should choose the next one.

"Oooh can I watch this one?" Robbie pointed one greasy finger at one link before grabbing another slice of pizza. "Dude...we should totally stock up on pizzas if we've got like...a million other shows to watch. And Zac, you are so not Robin. You're way too goofy to be Robin. And you're not exactly cool." Robbie grinned, biting into his pizza.

[JD Paerson]

JD rolled his eyes again over Zac's threat. He didn't think the guy was serious...but just to be on the safe side he promised himself that he would fall asleep last tonight. And wake up first.

"Sorry, no, Zac. I didn't open your Christmas present. It's still working as a dust-gatherer in the back of my closet, along with certain other things I'd like to pretend I don't own." Honestly, a part of him had been surprised to get anything from Zac at all. He certainly hadn't gotten a reciprocating gift, so he felt a bit guilty.

"People are complex," JD said to Robbie with a shrug. "This isn't like some book where everything is going to end all happy. It's real life." But then Zac changed the subject and the conversation was over.

"There is no one, Zac. I thought we'd covered this already." And they had. But it never seemed to sink in.

He ignored the remark about Zac and his face, choosing instead to try to put the whole awkward situation behind him. When Robbie pointed at the link, he clicked obligingly.

"Good choice," he said. "Though this one has all new characters. Only one hero--Kid Flash." He frowned at the near-empty pizza boxes sitting next to them and silently agreed with Robbie.

"Ha!" he said, laughing and pointing at Zac. "Robbie agrees with me, two against one. You're not Robin. You're not even cool."

He laughed again for a moment and looked at Robbie. "So if he's not Robin, who do you think he is most like? And yeah, we may need more pizza...and more time...this will probably take a while longer."

JD frowned as he thought about his list of tv shows. "You know, we don't have to just watch Teen Titans stuff. There's also this new show, Young Justice, and some Batman stuff on there. And Justice League. There's some cool Justice League stuff. What show would you want to watch next?"

[Zachary LaRousse]

“You should’ve opened it eons ago!” Zac protested, his tone becoming all whiny once more as he reached over Robbie to get another pizza slice. After stuffing himself with one, he continued, “I mean, I could’ve given you a puppy. And what have you done? You’ve (could’ve) killed it. You monster. Tsk tsk.” Yes, he was guilt-tripping JD. Just because all his other tricks with the boy has failed. If this one goes too, then he’s not sure what to do.

Zac sighed when JD still tried to explain the whole complexity of relationships to Robbie despite his warnings. “JD, you’re talking to a lost cause. Robbie just sticks his schlong wherever he feels like it, as crude and unfortunate as that may sound.” Not that he’s any different anyway. “I do commend you for trying though. But if you don’t want cleaning Robbie-goo afterwards, I suggest you stop trying to make the poor boy explode.” With one swift motion, he gave the blond boy a noogie, laughing as he deftly jumped towards JD to escape any retaliation the weather manipulator might do.

“Aww. I know better JD, you don’t have to say more.” Indeed, the speedster’s insisted about it dozens of times before, but there just doesn’t seem to be a way it could pierce through the boy’s thick skull. “Maybe you should ask the ‘king of hooking up’ for some tips, right Robbie?” And yes Robbie, he’s referring to you. Poor boy.

Zac isn’t really too fond of the romance between Kid Flash and Jinx, or just plain Kid Flash for that matter, that he found himself yawning more than once as the episode drowned on. “Not even Madam Rouge’s badass-ness could save this episode,” he muttered absentmindedly. And him being all shades of bloated isn’t really helping alleviate his sleepiness one bit. “Yeah, yeah, I’m not Robin; I’m more Batman anyway. Badass playboy for the win,” grinned Zac before yawning once more.

“We can always do this again next week. And the week after. And the week after that.” He’s sure Pete wouldn’t mind; the man’s enjoyed silence and solidarity for a while already anyway, once a week noise and chaos wouldn’t bother him too much, he hopes.

Quite honestly, Zac feels like he’s been saturated with Teen Titans episodes for the day. He’s growing rather bored really. His boredom, combined with the increasing feeling of drowsiness that’s running through his body, apparently has that unpleasant effect of lowering the boy’s inhibitions. “I don’t know about you, but I think Robbie can watch you blush like crazy after I do this.” And with that, he planted a quick one on JD’s lips, rolling over Robbie soon after and whispering something about the speedster enjoying it much more than the blonde did.

“Gotcha DeeDee.”

[Robbie Wilkes]

The Christmas present discussion was making Robbie very giggly. JD seemed to know exactly what to say to Zac that seemed to mellow the Asian heir somewhat. Robbie clearly needed to learn from him.

The subject change was taken into stride even though Robbie wouldn't have minded giving his two cents worth about relationships. Not that he knew anything about it but he had his own logic about it. "King of hooking up? Oh you mean you, yeah definitely." He snorted derisively and rolled his eyes at Zac.

"I don't care if you don't like it!" Robbie exclaimed with a laugh. "What matters is that I wanna watch it. You let me choose so hush."

Robbie laughed with JD, ganging up on him about the Robin business. "Oh my God you're so not Batman either! You can't fight." He turned when JD asked of his opinion and he laughed. "Beast Boy. He has the animal thing down pat."

"Justice League is the one with Wonder Woman and Superman and all those right?" Robbie asked. He really wasn't a comic enthusiast so pardon his ignorance, boys.

He almost missed the kiss but when Zac's lips pressed against JD's and the Larousse heir rolled over him, Robbie was actually scared of what might happen. "Er..." he inched away from the tallest boy.

He burst out laughing before escaping from the room.

[OOC: HAH I have no idea how to wrap this up obviously so DO WITH IT AS YOU PLEASE ^^ but wrapped for Robbie]

[JD Paerson]

"It wasn't a puppy, it didn't move. Don't attempt to make me feel guilty about this. You've never gotten your stupid 'puppy face' to work on me, so don't bother." He frowned and continued working on his last slice of pizza. He debated breaking out the chips to fill in the empty spaces but decided to wait until later so he wouldn't have to share.

He frowned about the comment about the "king of hooking up." It didn't seem to matter, really, since no matter who was being referenced it didn't really apply to the main problem in the argument. Namely that no one believed him. Ever. And after years of being believed on basically every count, since he was usually the smartest one in the room and knew the answer, as well as being the most levelheaded, being around these two morons was starting to tell on him. Could you be more dense? And why was he not more annoyed by this whole thing?

"Ha! That's two people who think you're Beast Boy. And forget it, Zac. You've got the playboy part of Batman down, but you're still nowhere near the 'badass' part of the job description. You have absolutely no ability to loom. And I bet you would look awful in a cape." He held up his hands in a picture frame as if picturing Zac in a superhero pose with a cape. "Yup. It's a really bad picture." He laughed then and laid back on the bed.

"Yes, Justice League has a bunch of the big names. And I guess we should wait until next time to watch more. I think everyone's kind of starting to lose focus here. I've got time next week." He shrugged and sat up again.

Sat up...right into Zac's kiss. For a moment he was too startled to do anything. Then a few emotions ran through his head and he wondered what he should do. Get up and leave? Punch the guy? Threaten to run away and never return? His fist clenched for a moment, then he forced himself to relax.

It had only been a few seconds while he ran through his options. Still, before he could react, Robbie jumped up and ran out of the room, laughing. He raised a hand and rubbed it across his mouth. "Gross, Zac," he said calmly. "You need to get yourself some boundaries." He frowned. "And some breath mints. No wonder you can never get a real relationship."

He stood and looked out the door. "I guess I'd better go get the guy. I'm not sure he would be smart enough to keep from running into a wall. I'll be right back, and then we can get some sleep." Then he raised his eyebrow at Zac. "And when I say sleep, I mean sleep. Otherwise we'll both have trouble with our big Chem test tomorrow." He darted out of the room and went to go find the blond guy and bring him back to the room.

JD still had his secret stash of food and plans to stay up to wait for the others to fall asleep. Though he suspected there may be a pillow fight before they actually crashed. And possibly some more yelling. Typical sleep-over stuff. Whatever, he could take it. And he couldn't afford to leave just now--with just those two idiots in the house, who knew what kind of trouble they would get into?

So he smiled to himself, marking himself as the only sane person in the house, and went to try to get his two friends under control. At least for a little while.

[Zachary LaRousse]

To say that Zac was surprised with JD’s reaction (or rather, the lack of) regarding his kiss would be quite the understatement. If their stint in the library a few months ago was any indication (the part where the boy groped, and teased, the speedster repeatedly), the mimic was expecting to be pounded for what he did. That’s why he ran towards the blond for cover anyway (he figured the speedster couldn’t hurt the dumb blond; unfortunately for him, Robbie just ran out all of a sudden, the nerve really). But no. JD has proven him wrong once again. No fists, no sneers, no glares. Maybe a sharp glance, but nothing too scathing or scary. It’s like he’s talking to a whole new person.

“Dude, are you serious?” he asked, slowly lowering the arm he’s put over his head for protection, “ You’re not going to beat me into pulp or anything? Like…zilch?” Who knew a couple of Teen Titans episodes, along with a few slices of pizza and a handful of soda cans, would tame the prude that is Jonah? (in Zac’s eyes anyway; and considering how he handles himself, almost anyone can be considered a prude)

When he’s certain that JD won’t do anything to harm him, he promptly uncurled himself (he was would up like a ball, ready to tap into an armadillo any minute really) and sat back up, cheeky grin on as he faced the speedster. “Chem test? On what? Fuck!” He totally forgot about that one. And to make matters worse, he left his notes at school. Rats. Guess he just has to wing tomorrow’s exam then.

“Hey! Wait for me you guys!” shouted the smug teen as he ran after the two boys, “If you’re going to have a snuggle party, you have to include mee!” It doesn’t make much sense, but then again, since these three have been put together, what did?