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What Are Little Boys Made Of?; Snips and snails; And puppy dogs' tails
Topic Started: Jul 18 2016, 10:41 PM (383 Views)
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Two fifty-eight. Sweep hand passin' the ten. Scrawny little fucker coulda used some of his big bro's chill, short hand sure knew how to take its sweet-ass time, didn't give no fucks about its minute hand pal tellin' it to move its ass each time it passed by. Sweep hand though, that one really needed to take less sugar with its coffee or something, ran in circles like it was bein' chased or something. Not that Aiden minded, though. If anything, he wished the thing would have moved even faster, least till the minute hand reached the frickin' twelve, let the full third hour enjoy its daily minute of fame.

Two fifty-nine. One minute to go, The Brain was about to arrive, so she was. Guess that made him Pinky. Only without that stupid-ass voice, like. Always hated that lab rat weirdo's guts for that reason, sounded like it was the outcome of a hillbilly gangbang without rubbers. Jesus, has to get his damn mind outta the gutter real fast, sure as shit.

But like, he was kind of excited, all shaky waky, couldn't wait for that fucking ring to bell. Bell to ring. Case in point right there.

Like, wouldn't have thought that he could have ever gotten so hyped over an hour of frickin' tutoring. For maths no less. But here he was, watchin' that damn sweep hand pass the four on that good ol' grandfather clock, eyes glued to it like he was watchin' the play-offs. Thirty seconds to go. Boy, oh boy.

Really though, he was bein' totally silly, so he was. Not like his tutor was just gonna appear in a puff of smoke the second that clock rang three, or enter the room through a time portal or some shit. Like, woulda been awesomesauce, sure, sweet as heck, make him bust a nut or something. Yeah, wasn't gonna happen.

He didn't even know Georgia Lee, for crying out loud. Couldn't remember ever having talked to the chick, didn't even have a face to associate with that name. Only reason he had answered to that notice on the school's bulletin board was cause it had said that he could do the tutoring at his own place. Like, what's not to love, jack fucking pot. Could sit on his favourite fluffy couch in the whole damn world while getting his ears bend by some braniac lass. Not a bad deal, not at all.

Sweep hand at the ten. Final spurt incoming! Not like it had any competition, but still. Was tryin' to do his best, show off a little, to be sure. Cocky little prick. Least he did his job, though. Still, wasn't like Georgia was gonna show up for least another minute or so. Maybe more. Shit, maybe even fifteen whole minutes, make him sit on his ass and twiddle his thumbs in the meantime. Would have sucked the big one if she did. Well, now he had that other image stuck in his head.

He got up from the couch, ruffling his hair with both hands. And a-three. And a-two. And a-

Ding frickin' dong. Door bell ringing, holy cow on a stick. Didn't get more on point than that. Chick really was a ninja or something. Either that, or she had some punctuality complex or something. Eh, whatever kept her boat a-floatin'.

Took him three huge steps to get to the door. Cracked his knuckles, then his neck and then Aiden opened the door.
Edited by Rorick Skyve, Jul 18 2016, 10:48 PM.
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Couldn't help it, hype was too intense to handle. He pulled open the door like he was tryin' to win a tug o' war, almost smashed himself right in the forehead with it. Almost, except, not really, not even close. Still, flung it open pretty damn forcefully, so he did.

And there she was, Yoda Lee Day, his new sensei, Oh Captain, My Captain. And like, he was not disappointed, not one bit, nope. Looked almost exactly like he'd have imagined, look and all about her practically screamed 'My IQ is bigger than yours!' Which it definitely was in this case, no doubt about it, like. But that was alright with him. Did need someone to help him out with stuff, after all, had to be someone smarter than him. Which wasn't that hard to begin with, true as truth. He was totally digging her hair though. Kinda reminded him of Sharon's look. One more reason why this one was prolly gonna be hella neat as his teach.

Aiden immediately struck a relaxed pose, leaned his frame against that of the door and gave his guest of honor a friendly grin, showing off his teeth he had just brushed to the death a few minutes prior. "Top o' the mornin'! You're Georgia, yeah? Like, would be a pretty funny coincidence if you weren't. Real riot, yup." He snickered, then slightly moved aside to allow her to have a better view of the room behind him. Waving his hand around, he signaled her to enter the Slattery realm of pure fine.

"Mi casa es su casa, m'lady. You prolly have figured yourself by now, I'm Aiden. Can call me Beaks though, everyone does. Pleasure to meet ya, so it is." He reached out his hand towards her, seal the deal with a handshake o' glory.
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Aiden grinned. Had some pride, that one, could see that first glance. Insisted on being called Georgia Lee. Sure, she was his tutor n' all, one he was supposed to look up to - not that hard, since she was a good amount taller than him, like. Didn't mean he couldn't have a little bitsie o' good old fashioned fun, see if she was the chill kinda chick. Prolly not, but couldn't hurt finding out, to be sure.

So he let her enter, closing the door behind her with force, no grand slam though. Wasn't gonna lie, nice backside on her, true as truth. Not relevant right now, though, but still a bonus. Big house, sorta hot teach, lanky ass dude - add a little spice and this was a straight up opening for a nice little porno. Had to tune down on that though, would end up kinda awkward if his second beak made its presence known. Yeah, prolly good they were gonna talk maths, keep his mind distracted. Greasin' his palm beforehand sure woulda helped. Jesus fuck, was startin' to creep himself out, so he was. Be alone for a girl for five secs and ya start droolin' - not like he was that fucking needy, nope.

She seemed kinda distracted herself though, glancin' all over the place. No big mystery why. Prolly didn't get to enjoy sights like that place of his much, fancy and fine as freckled Frenchies. Yup, sure was grateful his parents were on top of their game like that. Prolly wasn't get that far himself, like, ever, but hey, couldn't bring down his little bit of hope, nope. More certain than black guy dying first or taxes.

Where were they gonna do this, good question. Sofa woulda been ace, but maybe not her style. Asking couldn't hurt.

"Yeah so like, got a few options here: Behind Door A, there's our couch over there, plushiest thing you'll ever sit on, you with me?" He winked, then continued. "Could go up to my room of course, if ya don't mind the big mess." If she was going for that, he really had to hide his undies lyin' around before she went in, yup.

"Option 3 would be, uh...kitchen maybe? Hell, we can even go out on the patio if you're up for it. Your call, Lee Lee."
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"Kitchen it is then, Georgia...Lee." Yeah, prolly for the best if he dodged that bullet. Did graze him though, so it did. So much for trying to have a little fun. Girl was not the fun-loving type, apparently. Cryin' shame, yup.

He shrugged, then turned himself around to lead the way. Yeah, had it been anyone else than his frickin' tutor, he'd have continued to tease her some, sure as shit. Like, he would have to active tryhard mode soon enough, focus and shit, he knew that. Good thing he had taken his meds earlier, woulda been a real shit show otherwise, one equation and he'd have sunk like the Titanic.

Really hoped she was a patient one, though. Would have been kinda whack if she wasn't, being a tutor and all. Worst case scenario and she'd be wipin' the floor with his ass. Though he was like, ninety nine percent sure it wasn't gonna go down like that. One percent left though, little bastard could still fuck everything up.

He entered the kitchen through the always opened door. Always opened cause there was no door there in the first place, just a big ol' hole. Courtesy of his daddy. Still wished he hadn't removed it though, too much fun drawin' on that old wood with crayon. Maybe that was why he had removed it in the first place, though. Damn, fuckin' epiphany right there.

Aiden steered right towards the kitchen sink as he entered, see if there was any dishes in there that got all down and dirty. Quick glance told him there weren't. Nice. Sharon had prolly taken care of that before she left, angel that she was. Also meant he had plenty o' fancy glasses to offer his house guest. Seemed like something she'd appreciate, had some kinda snobby dobby vibe to her. Or maybe he was just seeing things.

He whirled around, performing a 'Voilá!' kinda gesture. "There we are. You must be thirsty after that 40 year-march through the desert, I bet my big toe. Anything I can fetch ya?"
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Aiden gave her a quick salute in response, was his duty to protect and serve, after all. "Got it. Dry Martini comin' up!" Standing on one leg, he whirled around, snatching a cup from the kitchen counter with one hand and immediately activating the ice maker with the other. Flash had nothing on him, to be sure.

Wasn't surprised though. Was kinda frosty, that one, 'course she was going for the ice. Damn, he was reaaally tempted to make some ice puns right then and there, opportunity like that wouldn't come again that soon. Had to have some sorta self-control though, wasn't gonna sink that low. Not today, at least. Maybe after she left, just open his phone and send Fergie or Danny or Johnny or some dude tons o' shitty puns. Give 'em pun-demonium. Yup, there was a plan.

He turned around to Georgia Lee, glass in hand, water and iceberg included. Wouldn't be able to complain he wasn't being a good host, at least. But like, she was gettin' paid either way, so not like she had much of a right to do the complainies anyway. Eh, as long as she was a decent enough teach, which was kinda very likely, all was abso-positively-lutely fine, so it was.

"There ya go." He set down the water on the kitchen table, pointing at the chair in front of him. "You can go ahead and sit down over at the table, 'less ya prefer sittin' at the counter starin' at our knife block, I hear it qualifies as modern art." He let out a short laugh, then scratched the back of his head, almost wearing a sort of guilty look. "No offense, just me kiddin' around a bit, you follow me? Free to pick one of These chairs, is what I'm sayin'."

He walked around the table, examining the utensils she had just put on the counter. Colorful at least, 'least she didn't stick with an all-out grey style. Eh, he was bein' kinda petty here, actin' like Lee Lee was bein' a complete she-goat or something. Funsies were simply not her style, had to live with that. Shiggedy shame, but nothin' he could do about it.

Carefully, he picked everything up and transferred it onto the table, watchin' not to knock over his teach's water in the process. When he was finished, he looked up at her again, second of awkward silence passin'.
"So yeah, knock yourself out. Can start if ya want." Or could they? Went kinda quick, all things considered. No proper talking, not even small talk, nothing. Like- not what she was here for, sure, but still seemed like a missed opportunity. They had plenty o' time to waste, after all. Almost a little too much.

He absent-mindedly stared at the wall for a second. Just something to chat about for a bit, no harm in that. What though? Love life was outta the question, of course, not like he even considered asking about it anyway. So like...to hell with it, he was just going to say the first thing that came to his mind, so he was. Best results always came from the worst ideas. Or so he'd heard.

"Yo, lemme ask, you ever done karaoke before?"
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Huh. Now there was a surprise, yup. Had just asked outta the blue, didn't even expect to get some sorta real answer, just wanted to kinda change the mood - or do something, wasn't even sure what he had hoped to accomplish in hindsight. But lo and behold! - the chick actually had done karaoke before. Like, damn, last thing he expected, really, girl sure didn't look like it. Learned something new every day, so he did

"Wow, really? That's awesome, like, really neat!" He hadn't even heard her question after, if they were gonna start or not. Had been too busy getting a handle on things, process that one fact that seemed so unreal to him, straight up surreal. His relaxed smile had returned to his features, best way to show mouth hygiene was on top of his priority list.

"Done it in town before? My pal Fergie and me - not his real name, full name's Jerry Ferguson, in case ya know him - we go to some local bar every weekend, get our groove on, you follow me? Place's called Canyon 66, would recommend if ya haven't been there yet! Maybe take some of your pals and girls with you, yeah, should definitely do that, to be sure."

He didn't notice it, but his eyes had acquired that certain gleam, brimming with enthusiasm. Was super excited just talking about that joint, so he was. Long time since he had met anyone who gave a shiny shit about that kinda stuff, awesome, like, for real! Had to watch himself though, stay on earth, felt like he was about to take off like Apollo 13 or something. Was that the one that got fucked up real bad? Couldn't remember.

"So yeah, sorry about me gettin' all stoked n' ecstatic here, just really love talkin' bout that stuff, y'know?" He scratched the back of his head, showcasing a somewhat goofy smile. "So anyway, you just said something, didn't catch that. Mind repeatin' for ol' Beaks here?"
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Well, crap. Now there was an example of 'How to turn any situation awkward in less than 30 seconds.' He had fucked up, yup, effed up good, effed up royally. Aiden could almost feel the enthusiasm draining from his face, grin was the first to go, then his nostrils stopped quivering, his eyes closed somewhat - for the first time since he had opened that door not too long ago, he was looking serious. As serious as a shorty like him with a face like that could get.

"Yeah, uh...kay then, got it, roger that. Enough time to talk later, yup." He couldn't tell if it was the pills finally taking effect, or if his own senses had just sort of made him...well, come to his senses, shitty as it sounded. Either way, chick was right. Went a little crazy there, so he did. Like, still pretty harmless, but clearly not what Miss No-Nonsense over there was willing to dig. Had that same sorta tone like his sis now, whenever she got serious and gave his ass a roasting. Like she was tryin' to train some sorta pet dog or something.

It was okay though, totally fine, yup. Not like he couldn't handle it, couldn't handle gettin' a lecture every once in a while. Nah, it was prolly for the best, to be sure. Time he got himself to work, make sure that money he was payin' Lee Lee wasn't gonna go to waste. Not like loosin' those lousy bucks was hurtin' his wallet much, but still. Penny saved was a penny earned, and whathaveyou.

He didn't waste any more time, sat his ass down on a chair opposite to his tutor and snatched the required book from the table. "Alrighty, I'll ask whenever I need help with something, you with me? Spoiler alert: Gonna happen a lot. Just as a warning." He followed it up with a rather half-assed attempt at a smile, before immediately opening the book at the page she had showed him.

"You need some more to drink, be sure to tell me. Enough ice here to keep a whole family o' penguins feel fit as a fiddle."

Yeah, he really couldn't help it, had to try for some comedy gold - or silver, whatever was decent enough. Not anymore though, had to keep his trap shut now, like Sharon had taught him. Had to be the good boy, straight up paragon. Wasn't gonna be easy, but hell, when was it ever? He'd give it his best shot, true as truth. All he could ask of himself. Maths didn't have shit on him, he was gonna conquer it, ram his banner up its ass. Startin' with this frickin' excercise.

((Aiden Slattery continued in It's Raining, It's Pouring))
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