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Jul. 10th, 2014 01:59 pm
shesepankh: (d ~ wonderment)
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Summer vacation elapses, and sees their storefront doing one heck of a business in the Avalon with the help of their griffin employee. There is a suggestion box for new spells they should invent, some of which have to be long-term projects but others of which are converted into new product fairly promptly.

School starts up again. Darren and Bella are both skipping straight into twelfth grade. (Bella looked into just starting college early, but while she does technically have the sort of resume that can lead to that kind of thing, she can't exactly write an essay about how she saved the life of another person and this caused her to have Moral Character, let alone about how she started a small business - so skipping one grade it is.)

They apply to colleges. They both get into University of Washington and get sufficient scholarships to accommodate both going there.

Summer ensues again.

One afternoon, Bella is over at Darren's, and has fallen asleep - in purring fullform - across his lap on the couch.

Date: 2014-07-16 09:07 pm (UTC)
castmyown: (i. Unexpected)
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Vernon doesn't fuss, either, but he does drop off various housewarming presents. A few of which he hides. The most notable of these is found at around eleven o'clock at night, when Darren drops a sheet of scratch paper for magic and goes to retrieve it. He sees something red under the bed, and peers at it.

"Bella," he says, confused, "Why is there a huge bowl with a bright red bow on it under our bed?" Pause. "Why is it filled with condoms?"
Edited Date: 2014-07-16 09:08 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-07-16 09:12 pm (UTC)
castmyown: (h. Might want to reconsider)
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Darren retrieves it, turning red to match the bow and looking - generally embarrassed. "I don't even - he left a note."

'Congrats on the apartment,' it reads. 'Now if you make me a grandfather before I'm fifty we will be having words. Here you go.'

"Dad did it," snorts Darren. "Wow. Wow."

Date: 2014-07-16 09:14 pm (UTC)
castmyown: (j. I'll consider it)
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"I - um. Probably like twelve drugstore trips, this is an absurd number of - of these, how many did he buy?" Pause. "How long has he prepared for this?!"

Date: 2014-07-16 09:16 pm (UTC)
castmyown: (Default)
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"Why would your birthday have anything to do with...? Oh."

And then Darren coughs.

Date: 2014-07-16 09:18 pm (UTC)
castmyown: (i. Unexpected)
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He opens his mouth, and then he second guesses that sentence and closes it.

"I didn't realize it would be something you wanted to do?" he tries, again.

Date: 2014-07-16 09:21 pm (UTC)
castmyown: (j. I'll consider it)
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"N-No, no I'm - I um - oh, hell, there is no way I'm not going to be in trouble for this, um. It genuinely did not occur to me that we could have sex?"

Date: 2014-07-16 09:23 pm (UTC)
castmyown: (h. Might want to reconsider)
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"I'm not - now that I have been reminded that it's a thing we can do I'm all for it, but I was literally not thinking, 'Okay I'm going to wait until she's eighteen to - to have... sex.'"

Date: 2014-07-16 09:25 pm (UTC)
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"I have trouble thinking conscious thoughts at all when you're sprawled on me nibbling my neck," says Darren defensively.

Date: 2014-07-16 09:29 pm (UTC)
castmyown: (j. I'll consider it)
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".... Nnnnnoooo I'm pretty sure I want to," coughs Darren. "I just needed to be hit across the head with -" He peers at the bowl of condoms. "- that plastic monstrosity."

Date: 2014-07-16 09:32 pm (UTC)
castmyown: (i. Unexpected)
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"Because I'm an idiot sometimes?"

Date: 2014-07-16 09:34 pm (UTC)
castmyown: (h. Might want to reconsider)
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"You um. Never mentioned, and I never asked?"

He is totally, totally fine with being flopped on.

Date: 2014-07-16 09:37 pm (UTC)
castmyown: (d. Did you come up with that yourself)
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"'Clinical surprises'?" echoes Darren. "Um. Regular teenage boy, I swear."

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