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Post by Plato on Dec 20, 2011 1:12:46 GMT -5
"Who the hell is Quaxo?" Plato asked before taking note of the other cat that he was barely refrained from beating the shit out of. The hair on the back of his neck rose as he moved, instead of behind Victor now in front of him, body braced, on the defense. Animalistic instinct. In a way, it was sweet. Plato might not have been that smart, but he always meant well, and his friends meant everything to him.
"Come to make him feel like shit over your stupid, glittery cockweed of a brother? Huh?! Victor can do so much better than that magical, fucked up fraid who thinks he's so great because he's got a big vocomotive." Fraid was close to fraud, and he meant to say vocabulary.
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Post by Quaxo on Dec 20, 2011 1:16:07 GMT -5
Quaxo was having fun just watching the others, distracted to the point that, when Victor addressed him, he could only figure a, "what? Something to say...huh?"
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Post by Victor on Dec 20, 2011 1:17:59 GMT -5
"About Misto," Victor prompted, elbowing Plato.
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Post by Quaxo on Dec 20, 2011 1:19:27 GMT -5
"Oh," Quaxo said remembering, "right." He turned to Plato, "Misto's a dick."
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Post by Plato on Dec 20, 2011 1:24:44 GMT -5
Plato looked suspiciously at him, then quirked an eyebrow. "... well... yeah. He is. Because he's all... all... smart and shit." Plato suddenly felt uncomfortable.
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Post by Victor on Dec 20, 2011 5:28:45 GMT -5
"See. He doesn't like him either," Victor told Plato. "So you two can kiss and makeout now."
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Post by Quaxo on Dec 20, 2011 12:46:05 GMT -5
"We fought," Quaxo reminded the new arrival, "remember? Over Misto. You wanted to punch him and I wouldn't let you." He rolled his eyes, "well let's just say I'd let you do it now."
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Post by Plato on Dec 20, 2011 21:10:12 GMT -5
Plato still looked wary, maybe still tense. And then, suddenly, the unexpected happened:
"So why should I trust you if you turn your back on your own brother? Huh? You have no reason to hate him. I don't like Misto because Victor broke up with him and bros before hoes. Is this a set up or are you that much of a flipfloppy flopper?"
Even Plato wouldn't have understood the last part of what he uttered.
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Post by Victor on Dec 20, 2011 21:51:27 GMT -5
Victor elbowed Plato again. "Because his brother was a little bitch to him too, you freaking moron."
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Post by Quaxo on Dec 20, 2011 23:32:47 GMT -5
"I did everything I could to make things OK between us but he didn't give me anything back. Said he didn't trust me, couldn't actually permit me to be in his life or something, even after I stood up for him."
It all came out in a rush - one breath. He hoped Plato would understand, it was getting more and more difficult to say it every time. He wished more than anything that he could entirely believe what he was telling the others - that he actually hated Misto, that he actually didn't want him in his life anymore. The truth, however, was that, no matter how much Quaxo was pushed away, no matter how much he hurt; all he really wanted was his little brother back.
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Post by Plato on Dec 20, 2011 23:44:56 GMT -5
Plato cocked his head, considering, thinking aloud without realizing it, "Trust issues--someone must have hurt him. Something. In his past." His thoughts were often disjointed, maybe loosely tied together. Separate things that never quite clicked.
One thing was that he didn't quite sense things were okay.
"Okay," he said, clearly suspicious. "Because I hate that whore. Oh, speaking of whores, you'll like this, Vic, Tugger didn't like seeing Misto all depressed about you dumping him so he went and hired a prostitute secretly and Misto thought some guy had fallen in love with him! When he found out the guy was paid, he started crying about how you were right and he was dirty! Haha! For someone who says he's so smart, believing someone else would love him was stupid! Idiot's still in love with you too, haha. Loser."
... maybe in hindsight the malicious story about Misto wasn't a good thing to say. But Plato never noticed things in hindsight. He saw anti-Misto talk between his ex and his brother, so it was a way to join the conversation. Karma.
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Post by Victor on Dec 20, 2011 23:48:07 GMT -5
Victor sighed. "I was right...kind of wish I wasn't..."
He was silent for a moment.
"...But...how could he think someone he'd never met loved him?"
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Post by Plato on Dec 20, 2011 23:49:49 GMT -5
Plato paused. "... I dunno... I just know that he was really upset about you'd never love him again." He cocked his head to the side. "I thought you'd be happy that bitch was miserable and got what was coming to him?"
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Post by Victor on Dec 20, 2011 23:56:34 GMT -5
"I just thought I had someone," Victor said, not noticing the love comment. "Who wanted me...But he just wanted sex with me...
"...Still, can't blame him for wanting this body, right?" Victor tried, smiling a bit again.
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Post by Quaxo on Dec 21, 2011 0:06:46 GMT -5
Quaxo visibly flinched as Plato told his story, oh God, poor Misto...
He wanted to go back, to comfort him, but with his luck Misto would just push him away again.
And then there was Victor...he still loved Misto, Quaxo could feel it. He had a feeling that Misto loved Vic too. If only they would both stop being idiots.
...but then, hadn't he done the exact same thing with his brother? Turned away, pretended that he didn't care even though every part of him wanted to run back to him, to beg him to be part of his life.
He sighed inwardly, putting on a fake smile at Victor's words. If there's one thing he had, it was his acting skills, he could pretend with the best of them.
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Post by Plato on Dec 21, 2011 0:14:07 GMT -5
Plato frowned, the tenderness coming out then with that protectiveness he showed before. Victor was special. Alonzo was a little more special because of the bond, but Victor, he was the third part.
He walked to Victor and gave him a small kiss. "I'd do you even if I was sober." The sort of comment that'd be offensive to most but coming from Plato, it was his way of showing affection.
"You deserve better than him. We'll find you a new boyfriend or girlfriend who's a good fuck but won't take advantage of you."
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Post by Victor on Dec 21, 2011 0:16:38 GMT -5
Victor couldn't help but laugh. "We really need to get you laid," he told Plato. He didn't believe what Plato said. Or, rather he didn't, but only a pity thing. Plato may love his buddies...and Tugger...but he still seemed to be all about getting the boobs to Victor.
"Too bad you can't have Quaxo, 'cause he's already taken," he joked.
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Post by Plato on Dec 21, 2011 0:18:52 GMT -5
"Nah, there's only one tom I'd sway for that's not Tugger since everyone loves Tugger," Plato said without thinking.
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Post by Quaxo on Dec 21, 2011 0:20:47 GMT -5
Quaxo smiled, genuinely this time, if there's one thing that was good it was that. Mungo was good. Mungo made things OK.
"It's true," he said patting Plato on the shoulder, "I know you must be extremely disappointed but I am indeed taken."
"Wait," he said, looking to the other, "one other besides Tugger?" He grinned, slightly mischievous, "who might that be?"
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Post by Victor on Dec 21, 2011 0:26:35 GMT -5
"Spill," Victor ordered. "Who are you wanting to pop your cherry?" Victor demanded of Plato. "Is it Munk? He's like, the hottest guy there is."
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Post by Plato on Dec 21, 2011 0:30:24 GMT -5
"Huh?" Plato blinked, then hesitated. He wasn't ever good at lying. But Victor would NEVER let him down for it. And possibly think he was being stupid. Quite probably, really.
He stood uncomfortably, face showing a trace of sadness. "Doesn't matter. Just hippotenticley." ... sort of close to 'hypothetical' though it was clear that it was deeper.
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Post by Quaxo on Dec 21, 2011 0:34:42 GMT -5
Quaxo felt that sadness wash over him. There was much more to this than met the eye, and he wasn't the right one to go into it with him. He stayed silent, not knowing what to say next...something rather unusual for him normally, though quite normal since he'd been with the Jellicles.
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Post by Victor on Dec 21, 2011 0:36:49 GMT -5
Victor cocked his head, confused. Someone to make Plato uncomfortable?
"Dude, not Admetus is it? Cause, dude, don't even bother. No chance."
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Post by Plato on Dec 21, 2011 0:40:51 GMT -5
"Dude, sick, he's my cousin!" Plato said, maybe more aggressive. Maybe he didn't know his full backstory, but the bits and pieces he did made him extremely against any sort of incest. Ridiculously so.
"And it doesn't matter 'cause he's testing the waters out with another guy. I don't blame him. I mean, I'm happy for him if he gets what he wants. What I'd really want right now's some pussy."
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Post by Victor on Dec 21, 2011 0:43:56 GMT -5
"All there is here is cock," Victor said. "Not that that's a bad thing, but variety is the spice of life and all that."
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Post by Plato on Dec 21, 2011 0:50:38 GMT -5
"Then let's find some pussy. I'd get my face all up in it," he said, starting to walk, not having a direction really. He couldn't tell them about Alonzo. He just.. couldn't. Especially not Victor. Victor'd laugh, he was certain, then tell Alonzo, then Alonzo would feel bad or beat him up.
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Post by Victor on Dec 21, 2011 0:52:50 GMT -5
Victor looked at Quaxo and shrugged. Not like Plato to resist talking about who he'd sleep with. But, whatever. Not important at that point. Happy. That's what mattered. Be happy now.
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Post by Quaxo on Dec 21, 2011 0:55:56 GMT -5
Quaxo shrugged back, following Plato, "are you looking for anyone in particular?"
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Post by Plato on Dec 21, 2011 0:58:08 GMT -5
"Nah. Pussy's pussy, and all queens are beautiful. Love them all, all the shapes. Did you ever notice how different boobs look on different queens?"
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Post by Victor on Dec 21, 2011 0:59:07 GMT -5
"Even Jenny?" Victor challenged. "I so dare you to hit her up. She's got big boobs."
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