sortinghat_rp | ☀ 005 ☀

Entry tags:

☀ 005 ☀

I've moved the date to the 26th. It shouldn't make a difference, but I want to make sure everyone is well informed that the party will be happening a day before.

But I need some help, mostly in decorating. I have food and refreshments already handled, but I'm at a loss as to how to decorate and clean up the entire classroom on my own. I'm looking for volunteers who would chip in to helping me. I will make it worth your while. I would not ask for labor without a reward.

Also, pumpkins. If anyone is interested in submitting a carved pumpkin, please do so. They will all be part of the decorations and the best pumpkin will receive a prize. This is not the time to joke and submit a pumpkin with a phallic image carved into it. I will not accept anything that isn't appropriate!

A prize will also be given out for best costume, so I encourage to dress up!

Also, could I perhaps request the Music club for entertainment? I will gladly join in, but I cannot be playing music the entire time since I am the host. I don't really have any other means for music and entertainment otherwise. Dancing will be involved so I would really hope that we have music accompanying it. You can't really dance without music. That would be rather silly.

C'est tellement fatigant ...

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

No, I'm not confused.

[She takes a small sip from her cup before settling her hands and the cup back on her lap.]

But I want to know. Does he enjoy your company as you enjoy his?

[This feels a lot like a certain relationship she's already had to deal with before. Why read novels when you can experience everything personally? Jesus Christ.] And what you're saying is true? His feelings are unrequited in terms of his current engagement. It's mostly just for the sake of making sure that she can stay here and continue teaching.

[Bro just nods after a few seconds of considering her words.]

Yeah... I think so, at least. We went on a date this last Hogsmeade. If he didn't like me, I don't think that would've happened. So... I hope he does. I dunno, I'm not good at reading him sometimes.

[But... he smiled at him. And they held hands. And it was really nice.]

And that's right. She doesn't love him. She told me herself, and that she thinks he's a fool or whatever for still having feelings for her. Honestly, it pisses me off... [And his tone makes that obvious.]

She's more selfish than I am.

He really does take after you. [Striders and your feelings. Gosh!]

Humans are naturally selfish creatures. I don't think you wanting something like this necessarily makes you a terrible person or anything.

[She places the half finished cup of espresso on the closest table she can find.]

And it takes two to form a relationship. So regardless if you are selfish for wanting it, you are not the only active participant in this current fiasco. He is just at fault as you are in this regard.

[She slowly unties the scarf around her neck as she gets to her feet.] I don't see why one should not at least try to pursue happiness. It might be messy and it might cause problems, but I believe you two are already aware of that. [She just walks over to him and neatly ties the scarf around his neck securely.] Your happiness is just as important as the next person, father.

[Her first statement catches him off guard.

But it's honestly nothing compared to the rest. He opens his mouth to speak, but then closes it, compelled to listen to everything she has to say. And geez if it isn't really comforting. Everything she's saying makes him feel better... validated. The fact it's coming from Rose makes it even more so, because she's a Lalonde. She's his daughter. Those two qualities just make everything she says comforting.

He's a little confused though, when she starts unwrapping her scarf. He watches her intently while also listening. His eyebrows shoot up when she begins wrapping it around his neck.

And then she says those last few words, and that's it.

He's done.

He wasn't expecting to hear that at all. But he's touched by that. So much. And so completely overwhelmed- she called him father. She... he can't handle that. Everything she said was just what he needed to hear. All of it.

Bro honestly can't stop himself. All of a sudden he's leaning forward, arms wrapping around Rose and pulling her into a very tight hug.]

[She isn't sure if she should have said it. She knows a lot of problems will arise, but she feels this was a lot like Dave's feelings for John in some regard, and it honestly wasn't like feelings changed. They did. And it really wasn't her place to judge. The heart knows what's best or at least it knows what it wants.

She lets out a bit of an exasperated sigh. But it sounded only halfhearted. She just didn't really know how to do this hugging thing. Physical affection is weird and affection is weird. She doesn't really know how to do it properly. It made for a very awkward daughter, but she was trying.

But after a moment, she finally wrapped her arms around him.]

You are prone to doing the most ridiculous and rather asinine things and it's honestly exhausting. But...you are trying.

That is all one should ask for.

[And there she goes again, saying things that just punch him in the emotions. He knows he does exactly as she says. But the simple fact that she doesn't hold it against him when he makes mistakes is... just so comforting. So... needed. It makes him really happy.]

I love you, Rose.

[It just kind of slips out before he can even think about it. Maybe it's a side-effect of him opening up a lot more over the last few months. A year ago, he wouldn't have been able to say it. But now it came out without him even giving it a second thought. And a part of him realizes he hasn't said it to Rose. Not really. He's only ever tried showing it through actions.

But now he can say it verbally, too. And it feels good to say, and he squeezes her a little tighter for a brief moment.]

[Nope nope nope. Why'd he use the l word. SHE WAS PERFECTLY FINE WITH THIS BEING ALL ABOUT HIM. But now he's gone and said that word and she is not sure how to feel about it and how do feelings. She's just so cynical and she isn't sure if she can take it at face value. Sure, it was her father, but he wasn't present for most of her life. It wasn't technically his fault in a way, nor did it mean he didn't want her. Just, it's hard to think that he wanted her after thinking for so long that he was some man who left her mother and herself for greener pastures.

She'll just brush it off.] Of course.

[She's so skeptical. It can't be genuine. He only said it in the heat of the moment. She can't say it back either. Because she's scared. She doesn't want to be invested in something, only to be left alone. By the end of the year, he'll probably forget her when they part ways and she goes back to France for the Summer.]

[That wasn't exactly the reply he was expecting, to be honest.

But then... he thinks about it, and realizes he shouldn't be surprised. She's a Lalonde. He knows full well how they can be. And he also realizes she probably used up a lot of her feelings fuel on everything she said. So he can understand. He'd like nothing more than to hear it back, but.

He knows he won't. Not tonight. And he's okay with that.

After a few seconds, he pulls away. But not before being a complete and total sap by pressing a quick kiss to her forehead.]

Thanks... for everything. It really helped, y'know? I feel a lot better. I'm sorry for dumping all that on you, though.

[You're going to be at this for awhile if you want her to actually say it. She's pretty cagey, and when she says things without her certain brand of sarcasm, you know she means it.

She basically uses all possible strength to not completely wig out at Bro kissing her forehead. She is so confused. She is going to just pretend it didn't happen so she may mule on it later.]

Sorry? I am now up to my neck in juicy gossip. I can now sit upon my throne with only the widest smirk I can procure upon my face while I stroke Mister Mutie, my dutiful cat. You do not even realize the incriminating information I now have at my disposal. I will cackle in thought as I slowly plot your slow demise at my finger tips.

The blackmail material is unfathomable right now. I can now trap my professors into giving me the grade I so rightfully deserve without even having to lift a finger.

Your days are numbered.

Edited 2012-10-15 08:51 (UTC)

[Honestly, despite it all, Bro can't help but break into a grin and laugh. It was just so ridiculous, and the perfect thing to lighten the mood after that little feelings jam they had there.

And he knows (or at least he thinks he knows- he's pretty sure) she won't really tell anyone or use it as blackmail. At least not to people she shouldn't. He'll be kind enough to let her hang it over his head whenever she might want somethingm though.]

I suddenly have the urge to go hide in my room under the blankets- I'm completely and utterly terrified.

[She just smirks and rolls her eyes. You laugh now but she'll strike! No she won't, but still. She is trying to be the terrible daughter right now. Gosh!

Not that she would ever use it really. There isn't much she wants that can be attained through those means.]

You best sleep with one eye open tonight. For your safety.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

☀ 005 ☀

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject