Tricked Out

[mostlyajerk]

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[itstricky]

Or we steal all his bombs, dismantle them and write to the psycho he's talking to telling them to back off?

You did. You told me my eyes twinkled and I was softer than a teddy bear. Then we cuddled for like six hours straight. You were adorable.

[mostlyajerk]

Maybe a combination of the two? Just because otherwise, he might just act out of spite. But you know he listens to you. You are his hero.

Pretty embarrassing. But your eyes do sparkle, not that I usually look into them like this.

[itstricky]

Not any more. He's got a new hero.

You can look into them any time you want, Hartley. I look into yours all the time.

[mostlyajerk]

I suppose. But maybe together we can still get through to him. I can give him a lap dance.

Sure, but I don't want things to get weird. Also, I'm by the store, do you need anything?

[itstricky]

Great plan, get him horny and excited before he blows everyone up.

What would be weird about it? And yeah, I want some cigarettes. I'm stressed, I'm starting up again.

[mostlyajerk]

I was kidding. I'm just saying that we should try to get through to him.

You know. I just don't want you to think I want to be anything but your friend.

Seriously? Ugh. Fine. What brand?

[itstricky]

I think we should kick his ass and break all his shit. Tough love.

So that whole thing is over now? You totally don't want me any more?

Get me lucky strike and a lighter.

[mostlyajerk]

Sure. Because that TOTALLY won't make him want to lash out.

Yes. You can relax, James. Nothing weird between us. No homo, platonic, nothing gay, just like you always said.

Especially since I wouldn't ever date a smoker. But done! Heading home.

[itstricky]

He might lash out at us instead of the world.

Oh. Okay. Cool.

I'll see you when you get home, Hart. Hurry up, would you? The cake is cooking and the spoon won't last forver. I'm getting hungry.