IC Contact Post For Tushanshu & Nematon

[skybluejeep]

 

Hi, you've reached the Stud Muffin. Can't answer the phone right now. Why are you even calling? Texting. Wave of the future.

BLEEP.
 

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[garou]

[ Derek huffs out a small, unsurprised, laugh. ] Of course you have DVDs. Anything else you want to subject me to?

[skybluejeep]

Hell yeah I did. My DVD collection back home is amazing and you should be in awe of it.

What's your favorite show? Tell me, and we'll make it happen.

[garou]

[ Derek hesitates because on the one hand, he really doesn't want to take the bait, here, and on the other hand, he needs to try, right? Try to be better about being open? So he sighs. ] I always thought Rugrats was pretty good. And Rocko's Modern Life.

[skybluejeep]

[And he spreads his hands. Victory!]

Excellent. Rocko was amazing. And freakin' weird. Did you see the episode where Rocko took a job as a phone sex operator? That was a kid's show!

[garou]

The camping episode. [ He smirks a little, glancing down at nothing as he thinks about it. Mom had been so mad at Laura for watching it with him and Cora in the room, and he never understood why until he was older. ]

[skybluejeep]

Oh my god you actually watched it.

[Stiles feels one million times better now, even with a gomer on his lip.]

[garou]

[ Derek huffs. ] I wasn't lying.

[skybluejeep]

I know! That's what makes it awesome.

Rocko's Modern Life, Rugrats and Ren and Stimpy. Can do.

[garou]

[ Flatly: ] You have all of those on DVD.

[skybluejeep]

I have Ren and Stimpy. I'll get the others on Amazon. And we'll have a marathon. We'll order pizza and get milkshakes and go nuts.

[garou]

...You're awfully sure we'll get out of here.

[skybluejeep]

Derek? Even if we do get out of here we're not gonna remember this conversation. Let me have a moment to dream, okay?

[garou]

...Yeah. Sorry.

[skybluejeep]

[He shakes his head, and laughs wryly.]

You really are carved out of granite or something. I'll melt your stony heart, sourwolf.

[garou]

Don't call me that.

[skybluejeep]

You love it.

I could call you Grumpy Pants McGee, instead?

[garou]

How about Derek?

[skybluejeep]

Okay.

Derek.

[He puts as much sarcastic seduction in there as he possibly can, lowering his voice an octave and batting his eyelashes at the man.]

[garou]

[ Derek reaches for a nearby pillow, and holds it up briefly, like he's showing it to Stiles&mdsah;and then hits him with it, not gently, although not as hard as he could, either. ]

[skybluejeep]

Ow!

[But he's guffawing, that loud, single burst of laughter that he's so good at.]

[garou]

[ Derek just raises an eyebrow. ]

[skybluejeep]

I see how it is, beating me up when I have a split lip. Horrible pillow abuser.

[garou]

You said you could take it.

[skybluejeep]

I can take whatever you can dish out. Derek

[garou]

Is that so?