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sharpiewielder) wrote2022-12-28 03:44 am
sharpiewielder) wrote2022-12-28 03:44 am
[Don't mind Maya quenching the cherry on that joint in Hanna's bowl— it's avoiding waste, you see— as if she's worried the darn thing will burn down before anyone else gets to smoke it. Which at this point, Could happen.
She very nearly almost tips the gosh dang bong over when she flinches, holding back a snort after what Merlin says. Hay for brains...]
She very nearly almost tips the gosh dang bong over when she flinches, holding back a snort after what Merlin says. Hay for brains...]
"Hay for brains--" Wow.
[And he scoots back on the bed to cross his legs under himself, the bong nestled in his lap.]
I was gonna go easy on ya. But now me and this bong are gonna kick your little green butt.
[And he scoots back on the bed to cross his legs under himself, the bong nestled in his lap.]
I was gonna go easy on ya. But now me and this bong are gonna kick your little green butt.
[And to punctuate his challenge, he leans down and takes the fattest rip he can manage, motioning to Maya for her to start the count once he pulls up. He hands the piece to Merlin, frowning with his puffed up cheeks as he holds onto that breath for approximately...
17 seconds. Before he dies.
He reaches for one of his pillows to smother the coughing and keep himself from hacking all over his friends.
Pardon him while he coughs his lungs up. ]
17 seconds. Before he dies.
He reaches for one of his pillows to smother the coughing and keep himself from hacking all over his friends.
Pardon him while he coughs his lungs up. ]
It's not that little...
[But before he can complain further, Hanna is already taking the fattest rip and Merlin HAS to see what he's up against. Can he really hold all of that for a long enough time?
He doesn't even make half a minute before coughing, and now the ball is in Merlin's court. Or rather, the bong is in his lap. This was all fun and games, but now some sort of prize is on the line.
And Merlin likes to win.]
[But before he can complain further, Hanna is already taking the fattest rip and Merlin HAS to see what he's up against. Can he really hold all of that for a long enough time?
He doesn't even make half a minute before coughing, and now the ball is in Merlin's court. Or rather, the bong is in his lap. This was all fun and games, but now some sort of prize is on the line.
And Merlin likes to win.]
[So yeah, while he inhales, he makes sure to wiggle his eyebrows at Maya. He may not be as over zealous as Hanna—because he's not always stupid—but he definitely takes in more than any first timer should. There's no baby's first coughing fit either as he leans back, smiling as best he can in comparison to Hanna's frown.]
Yeah...... just hold on..... reeeeaaally want to savor this...... first time experience.........
Yeah...... just hold on..... reeeeaaally want to savor this...... first time experience.........
[Maya counts on her fingers when Hanna hits it, marking the time with an eager—]
Seventeen!
[She's even more pleased when Merlin's turn begins, though, catching the movement of his brows and pressing her sharp top teeth into her bottom lip, not doing a great job at holding back a smile at all. She counts on her hands again, muttering aloud;]
One, two, three...
[All the while quite giddy inside. It's more than just getting to play a trick on Hanna, no— Merlin is playing with them. He's keeping up, and she can just feel how silly this is all going to be— and it's good. Maya's lost a few friends herself here and there due to the simple passage of time in this place, and Hanna's been all.. sequestered, since Adrian ate him and Ronnie disappeared.
Not to mention, Hanna's not the only concern; she hasn't really seen Merlin play with them like this yet, or if he has, Maya's only just noticed this time. Maybe it's just the weed, but it's nice to see them both in a good, playful mood.]
Ten... eleven...
Seventeen!
[She's even more pleased when Merlin's turn begins, though, catching the movement of his brows and pressing her sharp top teeth into her bottom lip, not doing a great job at holding back a smile at all. She counts on her hands again, muttering aloud;]
One, two, three...
[All the while quite giddy inside. It's more than just getting to play a trick on Hanna, no— Merlin is playing with them. He's keeping up, and she can just feel how silly this is all going to be— and it's good. Maya's lost a few friends herself here and there due to the simple passage of time in this place, and Hanna's been all.. sequestered, since Adrian ate him and Ronnie disappeared.
Not to mention, Hanna's not the only concern; she hasn't really seen Merlin play with them like this yet, or if he has, Maya's only just noticed this time. Maybe it's just the weed, but it's nice to see them both in a good, playful mood.]
Ten... eleven...
[Hanna eventually gains control of his lungs again, and but he still squeezes the pillow against his body while watching Merlin take this hit. His eyes are bloodshot, his face is wet from cough-crying, but he is still grinning like a moron while he waits on this thing to absolutely ruin Merlin.
He knows he didn't win-- that wasn't anywhere close to his record --but it's still gonna be worth it just to watch what happens next.]
He knows he didn't win-- that wasn't anywhere close to his record --but it's still gonna be worth it just to watch what happens next.]
[Twelve...thirteen...
Merlin tries to keep track himself, but between trying to hold it in and keeping himself from laughing, numbers are hard. He's so close though, he can feel it.
Fourteen...fifteen...
He looks over at Hanna and raises his eyebrows in a cocky manner, fighting off the urge to choke-laugh as he pretends this weed ain't shit. Poor little horsey baby, maybe all that breathing underwater kept his lungs from getting stronger? Ugh, that would've been so funny... Too bad he can't actually say it now.
Sixteen...seventeen...
He's pretty sure he's in the clear now, but he's also a ham. Should he push it just to rub it in his friend's face? Hanna isn't like, say, Arthur who's always trying to compete with him, after all. Their friendship is much more...softer, less stressful, and yet he can't help himself. He's sorry, Hanna, he simply craves attention, and sometimes that attention comes from being the better bong boy.
Eighteen...nineteen......twenty.....
Merlin can't keep the game up any longer and laugh-coughs his way across the finish line, flopping over as he hysterically tries to regain his breath. Absolutely ridiculous, he hopes he's made his point.]
Ooooohhhh.... [He wheezes as he gets back up, grinning like an asshole as his leaky eyes stain his bright green cheeks with tears.] And I do believe you just got Merlin'd~
[He's so glad Hanna's taken a liking to the pillows, because Merlin then grabs one and chucks it at the kelpie.]
"Fantasy flower?!" Really?!
Merlin tries to keep track himself, but between trying to hold it in and keeping himself from laughing, numbers are hard. He's so close though, he can feel it.
Fourteen...fifteen...
He looks over at Hanna and raises his eyebrows in a cocky manner, fighting off the urge to choke-laugh as he pretends this weed ain't shit. Poor little horsey baby, maybe all that breathing underwater kept his lungs from getting stronger? Ugh, that would've been so funny... Too bad he can't actually say it now.
Sixteen...seventeen...
He's pretty sure he's in the clear now, but he's also a ham. Should he push it just to rub it in his friend's face? Hanna isn't like, say, Arthur who's always trying to compete with him, after all. Their friendship is much more...softer, less stressful, and yet he can't help himself. He's sorry, Hanna, he simply craves attention, and sometimes that attention comes from being the better bong boy.
Eighteen...nineteen......twenty.....
Merlin can't keep the game up any longer and laugh-coughs his way across the finish line, flopping over as he hysterically tries to regain his breath. Absolutely ridiculous, he hopes he's made his point.]
Ooooohhhh.... [He wheezes as he gets back up, grinning like an asshole as his leaky eyes stain his bright green cheeks with tears.] And I do believe you just got Merlin'd~
[He's so glad Hanna's taken a liking to the pillows, because Merlin then grabs one and chucks it at the kelpie.]
"Fantasy flower?!" Really?!
[WHUMPF--
His reaction time is unfortunately down at the moment, so he swipes at the pillow projectile just a moment too late, leaving him swatting ineffectively at the air.]
His reaction time is unfortunately down at the moment, so he swipes at the pillow projectile just a moment too late, leaving him swatting ineffectively at the air.]
[But then he is most indignant, pouting as he lifts his own pillow like he's going to smack Merlin in return. But then he stops, dropping it back into his lap.]
Are you saying you already knew what weed was?!
Are you saying you already knew what weed was?!
Haha! Hahahaha!
[Maya seems far too pleased, clapping her hands and smiling Hanna's way.]
You did say he said he would be cool about it!
Looks like we have a new champion.
[Maya seems far too pleased, clapping her hands and smiling Hanna's way.]
You did say he said he would be cool about it!
Looks like we have a new champion.
[Hehe, he's just a little too pleased as he looks over at Hanna.]
I lived with six other grown men who just left incredibly sheltered lives to go off adventuring, what did you THINK we did when we got bored?! That we...sat around and crocheted?!
[...And at that, he has to chuckle at his own mental image of Arthur's meaty hands holding needles... Haha, he doesn't have the dexterity for that.]
I lived with six other grown men who just left incredibly sheltered lives to go off adventuring, what did you THINK we did when we got bored?! That we...sat around and crocheted?!
[...And at that, he has to chuckle at his own mental image of Arthur's meaty hands holding needles... Haha, he doesn't have the dexterity for that.]
[He starts to lift the pillow again--
but then the final piece of the puzzle rotates and shifts into place.]
but then the final piece of the puzzle rotates and shifts into place.]
[And now he is looking at Merlin with the biggest, sparklingest eyes, a wide grin splitting his tear-stained face.]
No. Fucking. Way.
No. Fucking. Way.
[Merlin opens his mouth, ready to ask how Hanna could possibly know about his wife, but the way he suddenly looks has him....very concerned. Even after the weed.]
Whaaaaaaaaat?
Whaaaaaaaaat?
[Maya, however, just stares between them like a smiling, confused puppy.]
Yeah? Yeah? What is it?? Tell me!
Yeah? Yeah? What is it?? Tell me!
I was wondering why I'd never heard of a "Prince Merlin" in Snow White's story!
[As he leeeeans in to Merlin's personal space, an accusatory finger waggling in his face.]
Because I bet you were something else, weren't you!
[As he leeeeans in to Merlin's personal space, an accusatory finger waggling in his face.]
Because I bet you were something else, weren't you!
[Merlin bristles.
It's one thing to have all his secrets so close to being exposed, it's a whole other thing when they're threatened to be exposed INCORRECTLY. His very good friend Hanna is seriously trying to imply he's NOT a prince?!]
Whatever it is you're thinking— [He says through clenched teeth.] —quit thinking it.
It's one thing to have all his secrets so close to being exposed, it's a whole other thing when they're threatened to be exposed INCORRECTLY. His very good friend Hanna is seriously trying to imply he's NOT a prince?!]
Whatever it is you're thinking— [He says through clenched teeth.] —quit thinking it.
[He's just.
Gonna keep grinning.]
Or what~?
Gonna keep grinning.]
Or what~?
[And just like that, all the pride Merlin's gained from their little contest goes down the drain when he finds himself at Hanna's mercy. He's utterly heartbroken, out of ALL the people to hold this against him, Hanna was the last person he expected.]
We're supposed to be friends!!
We're supposed to be friends!!
[Oh no.
Maya was right. He is a delicate flower, isn't he.
But hey, Hanna has empathy, he gets why someone might not want something like that to be mentioned-- and it doesn't seem like Maya has caught on quite yet... He will be merciful. Maybe he'll question him about it later...
He wraps one arm around Merlin's shoulders and pulls him into a tight hug, resting his chin atop Merlin's head.]
Awww, c'mon man! I'm just messin' with ya!
[With a grimace, he glances towards Maya from over the pitiful nymph, and mouths "I see what you mean." while rubbing little circles on Merlin's back.]
Honestly, I wish I'd read the story with Snow White's Wizard-Prince Husband, cos it sounds waaaay cooler!
Maya was right. He is a delicate flower, isn't he.
But hey, Hanna has empathy, he gets why someone might not want something like that to be mentioned-- and it doesn't seem like Maya has caught on quite yet... He will be merciful. Maybe he'll question him about it later...
He wraps one arm around Merlin's shoulders and pulls him into a tight hug, resting his chin atop Merlin's head.]
Awww, c'mon man! I'm just messin' with ya!
[With a grimace, he glances towards Maya from over the pitiful nymph, and mouths "I see what you mean." while rubbing little circles on Merlin's back.]
Honestly, I wish I'd read the story with Snow White's Wizard-Prince Husband, cos it sounds waaaay cooler!
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