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<<'It was my fault. Sorry. I mean. I feel like I should apologize. I don't even know. Shit. They were like super important for some reason.'>>

[Jade told him why, but he's forgotten again.]

<<'Oh, a ship appeared and we all got thrown into a round where we basically went on a RPG adventure with the people we vowed with. Apparently the mayor and people here believe that this stuff happens when people die in certain ways. So...apparently drowning in a lake made the ship appear. Funny huh?'>>

[Dave never had time to tell John how he died, did he? Not that talking about it now was any easier. He looked kind of awkward mentioning it and even wondered why he bothered. It's not like it mattered.]

<<'For some reason? They were shades worn by BEN STILLER HIMSELF. I dropped like, two months allowance on those things, it was epic.'>>

[ He seems more amused than anything else. It's not like he minded spending that sort of money on Dave or anything. And if they broke, they broke. It sucked, but it wasn't going to make him hate Dave or anything. ]

<<'Yeah, hilarious. But seriously, you drowned? Did someone hold you under or did you forget your water wings?'>>

[ ...Real sensitive there, John. If it's any consolation, Dave, while his words and the way he rolls out the signs are flippant, his expression is poorly-concealed concern. Yes, he's more worried about Dave than he is about his "I was just in a spontaneous coma for a week" self. ]

[Dave's expression goes from blank, to realization, to incredibly horrified. And his hand movements are basically a mix of signing and just flailing. Oh god. Oh fuck. He is the worst friend. It is him.]

<<'Shit. Fuck. Dude, I'm sorry. I didn't want them to break, but she just grabbe-Fuck. Sorry. Shit.'>>

[Ouch. Dude, that was pretty harsh, even for you. He recoils a bit, even if the slightly affronted feelings he had didn't actually translate to his face. But he kind of just shoves his hands back in his pockets awkwardly. Dude, not cool. Instead, you get a text back.]

no
i got dragged to the lake
then the prefect shoved me in and watched me drown

[ ...fuck, he just screwed up and he knows it. John winces, reaches out like he's going to touch Dave's arm, then pulls back. ]

<<'Fuck. Dave, I wasn't-- I was just trying to not be-- Shit.'>>

[ He runs a hand through his hair and sends a text back. Clearly being able to "speak" quickly is not going well. ]

i'm a jackass.
this is pretty much common knowledge, right?
i'm a dumpass AND a jackass.
also don't worry about the shades, i mean, i'm bummed they're broken but it's not like i'm pissed or anything. shit happens.
don't be pissed at me for being a dick.
please?

holy shit
i didnt come here to make you feel bad you know
im just here
because
yeah
a week was a long time
and i was kind of missing my best bro
and you missed the pirate ship
but i took photos for you
because i am probably the best bro that ever could be
but i didnt develop the film yet
so youre gonna have to wait
i know
waiting is hard
but youll just have to deal
and seriously
i pretty much had creepy ass fairytale girls following me the entire time
forgot to turn my swag off or something
idk

[At this point, he was just rambling to John to try and get passed the whole awkward moment they just went through.]

[ That ramble of text is... comforting. Dave tends to be pretty sparse with words when he's pissed, unless he's doing a verbal smackdown, often in rap form. John grins a little. ]

i hope they're less ironic hipster than your usual shit.
but you are indeed the best bro who ever broed.
bro'd?
i'll wait impatiently.
ask you for updates every day.
also did you seriously text me the lyrics to how do i live while i was unconscious?

what the fuck man
i am not ironic hipster
f u
how dare you question my amazing prowess
what
no
thats stupid

[That was like the most terrible lie ever.

[ John seriously can't stop laughing at this point. He's kind of... squeak-wheezing, not entirely realizing he's making any audible noises.

You're his best bro, Dave. Really. Even when your face and horrible lies make him crack the fuck up. ]

Edited (IT WAS CONTAGIOUS.) 2012-04-08 09:10 (UTC)

[He'd be more angry with John, but hearing the other was always kind of nice. Even if the other John can talk, hearing this one even make a noise was kind of nice.]

hey
dude
say something
you totally owe me for making douchebag passes at me

[Dave is totally rationalizing that asking John to say something is totally normal. Not because he totally just wanted to hear John talk again.]

[ Normally he'd just flip Dave off. But he was just a huge douche, so he'll go with it. He sticks his tongue out, and then shrugs. ]

<<'You realise that's the most ridiculously useless command ever, right? What do you want me to even say?'>>

[He blows a raspberry at John. He is the most mature. It is him.]

<<'Fuck if I know. Say Dave is awesome or something.'>>

<<'Fine, fine!'>>

[ He takes a moment to concentrate, eyes half-lidded because he doesn't completely close his eyes if he can get away with it. ]

Dave is awesome. Or something.

[ The last added somewhat cheekily. Awesome is a word that gives him a bit of trouble, so it sounds odd, but there, he's said it, and while he's not ducking his head or anything, it's pretty clear from his reddening cheeks that he's kind of embarrassed.

I mean come on. He almost definitely sounds like an idiot. ]

[Dave might have broken into a bit of a smile. Okay, so hearing John say his name is totally awesome in itself. But he's not admitting that so shut up.]

<<'Oh my god. You're so embarrassed right now. It's fucking hilarious. You can't see your face, but I'm seriously chuckling a little over here at it.

But that was pretty awesome to hear. I mean, seriously. You talking is so rare, so I'm just going to write in my cute pink, princess diary everytime you talk to me. Let me swoon over the melodious sounds of John Egbert speaking. Swoon fucking swoon.'>>

[But he's still silently chuckling at you dude.]

<<'Shut the fuck up, dude.'>>

[ John glares half-heartedly and turns even brighter red. Partly because he's pretty sure Dave's being ironic or something, and partly because... well, it's a little flustering for Dave to say it was awesome to hear his voice. Even if he doesn't mean it. ]

<<'It's gonna be a long time before you hear it again, so treasure the memory.'>>

<<'Good thing I'm not saying anything.'>>

[Now Dave is just purposely being an ass.]

<<'Man, seriously? Why don't you ask Jade or Rose for help? I'm sure they wouldn't mind helping you learn how to talk more. It'd be rad, I think.'>>

[Although it makes him feel like he's trying to live vicariously through John in some way. He thinks John talking would still be pretty cool.]

[ Jackass. You and John were made to be bros, clearly. ]

<<'I don't know, I just... don't like doing it a lot.'>> [ John ponders this a bit, frowning and looking awkward and trying to stop blushing. ] <<'Maybe kind of like with you and signing. Except I never really ever spoke with anyone but my speech therapist. Not even Dad, unless I had to.'>>

[ Though with the comparison to Dave's signing, he kind of feels like he should work with Jade or Rose to improve. And, though he doesn't realise it yet, it would let him communicate better with Rose, for the moment.

Maybe he should do it just to get Dave to smile like that. Even if he was laughing at John, it was a good smile. ]

<<'There's no reason to sign to people who don't understand it.'>>

[That's a lie though. Even with Shizune, he barely signs to her. And she was perfectly adapt at it. It was just too personal. And while he didn't mind teaching it or signing to Jade or John (there's no point signing to Rose since she's blind), it was hard to convince him to keep conversation that didn't resort to text with anyone else.]

<<'But whatever man. If you don't want to, you don't have to. It's not like I can make you or anything. Minding my own business.'>> [Dave just shrugs.] <<'I've already found out how I sound anyways. Met talking feathery asshole me. He's around now.'>>

<<'Yeah, but you used to text with me a hell of a lot more even when we were sitting right across from each other. Like that. I gotta ease into it, probably.'>>

[ He smiles a little and shakes his head. ]

<<'It's no big, I don't care if you're nosy about it. It's just awkward. I'm pretty sure I sound retarded.

You, meanwhile, probably sound fucking badass. I'm declaring it now, because my opinion on this matter is totally valid.'>>

<<'It's not like I was used to anyone knowing how to sign. I just revert to text because it's universally known.'>>

[It didn't help that Dave keeps forgetting that Sis can technically sign and she was the one who even taught him in the first place.]

<<'You don't sound that bad. You just need practice. Practice makes perfect or whatever.

Damn right I sound badass. But it was kind of weird.'>>

[Hearing yourself when you never could before is seriously weird man.]

<<'Probably works better when you can get feedback without having to have someone else there to tell you what you're doing wrong. Like, y'know, hearing it.'>>

[ John doesn't have a problem with being deaf, usually. But sometimes it really fucking sucks. ]

<<'You know what. Let's just drop the subject for now because this is all bullshit, really. You're fine as you are like how I'm still fucking badass being a mute Strider.'>>

[Even if he's self conscious about it more often than not.]

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shut up Mat. I almost did it again too sob.

CONTAGIOUS I SAY.

BC

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