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Library, [11/14]

Jonothon had kind of been expecting the weird mess of emotions to be faded or gone, by now. It had been nearly a week, after all, and it had taken him until Wednesday to give in to all of the psionic feedback from the rest of the island and let himself feel the same, but he had. And once he had, it was difficult to wrestle down again.

Everything seemed hotter than usual, so he'd left his jacket in his room today. And everything seemed far more constricting than usual, as well, so he'd worn one of his few pairs of blue jeans.

And now, he was doing one of the least sexy things he could possibly think of in order to keep busy in the library today. He was going through files, making certain that there weren't any books overdue. It was, after all, very difficult to be amorous when you were wrestling with a filing system.

If that didn't work, he'd go and straighten out the hunting magazines over in periodicals. Paper cuts and photos of dead animals also made it difficult to lapse into any sort of mood.

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//Well, then I'll be certain to pick something for you in particular, luv.//

Something to dance to.

... Either slowly if people were going to be doing so on deck, or else in the water, which could always be an interesting sight.

Maybe the Hokey Pokey. Just because he cared.

Luckily for Jono, Ariel would totally appreciate the humor in that particular choice.

Unluckily, she'd make him do it with everyone, too.

But, for now, she was just going to beam happily and bounce a little more. "I can't wait!" she said. "Thank you so much. Best birthday present ever."

//Well, thank you for the invite,// Jono replied, a slight hint of a smile crinkling around his eyes. //I'm looking forward to it.//

That was the weird thing. He actually was looking forward to it.

Ariel was really getting to love that crinkle even more than Sunshine.

"Now it's going to seem like Thursday is just forever away," she said. "But hopefully next week will be less...weird than this week. Have you had a weird week, too?"

//... You have no idea, Ariel.//

Being a telepath had alternated between sucking to being amazing, and then had lingered there for a few days before traipsing its way back to suck.

//I think th'weird is pretty much everybody, honestly. I haven't really noticed anybody yet who isn't being affected by it.//

You know. It.

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Ariel nodded, though, as far as she'd been able to grasp it, it was just a sort of vague offness about everything. For some reason, though she had no lack of evidence for it, it seemed her brain just couldn't connect.

"Well, it's a whole new week, and it's my birthday week, so this week will hopefully be better for everyone." She smiled again. "I got a letter from home, and Daddy's going to throw a big party, too, so I'll get to go home and visit everyone at the end of it, too."

//Oh, really? Looking forward to that, I hope? I imagine a birthday party for a princess must be exciting compared to th'simple celebrations of we peons.//

He was joking. You could tell by the way that he was still doing that smiling thing.

"Pffft," said Ariel, rolling her eyes but smirking. "Just you wait. Don't forget my party is being held by a princess; I know a few tricks. But Daddy really does tend to go all out when it's one of our birthdays."

//Sounds nice,// replied Jonothon, whose parents didn't even send him socks on his birthday. Every now and again, they might remember to send him a pair around Christmas, mostly to just get that particular chore the hell out of the way.

He wasn't all that torn up about it.

//But yer father won't have me as a DJ, and so we all know which of yer parties is going to be th'superior one.//

Mmmhm.

Ariel's head bobbed easily enough to that one. "He'll have Sebastian. Which means a lot of stuffy music and having to sing."

Pause.

"Well, the singing's not bad, but that probably means rehearsal first thing when I get home."

//It could always be worse, I suppose,// Jono mused. //He could be making you play th'saxophone.//

He kind of couldn't resist. So sue him.

"Ohmygosh, no," gushed Ariel with wide eyes. "Not even Sebastian's that evil."

//Oh, good to know that I've got somebody beat, then,// Jono teased, crossing his arms over his chest. //For a moment there, I was worried that I might be losing my touch.//

But in all fairness, he doubted that whoever this Sebastian chap was, he wasn't the sort to dance with Ariel as a reward for actually putting in some practise time.

Not willingly, anyway; Ariel had the advantage that Sebastian was small enough that he didn't have a choice.

"Perish the thought," she said with a giggle. "You're still as grumpypants as ever, don't worry."

//Oh, good,// he replied, shaking his head in amusement. //And I wasn't even trying, really.//

He'd kind of given up on trying. When he tried to be grumpy, more people tended to crowd on in to poke at the cranky mutant.

"You're just a natural," said Ariel, loftily lifting her chin as she sang the praises of his grumpiness, with the nature of someone truly reverent.

//Well, I do fancy myself a man of many talents...//

He shook his head a little, tucking the invitation away into the pocket of his jeans. //Some of them just come more naturally than others, I suppose.//

"Like your roguish good looks?" Ariel offered.

What? It just sort of...came out.

//Mm, from the nose up,// Jono replied, managing not to let his tone get as dry as it might, otherwise. //I certainly can't complain about all that much, I suppose.//

Actually, while he was wearing his wrappings, he wasn't half bad from the nose down, either. He'd been working with his powers just enough to be able to decently mimic the shape that his actual jawline used to hold, so long as it was all being held in. It didn't look quite so much like there were ragged strips of leather over a whole bunch of nothing at all, anymore.

"You do pretty well with what you got, anyway," Ariel offered, undeterred.

And deciding that there needed to be a hair ruffling at that point.

Oh, Ariel. It was going to be sticking up in all directions for the rest of the day, now.

Jono wrinkled his nose and tried to squirm away from that hair-ruffling, to little avail, and then gave his head a shake, floppy, tousled hair and all.

//When I don't end up looking like I've been caught in a tornado, you mean?//

"It's cute!" Ariel insisted, giggling as she surveyed Jono's attempts to muss up her handiwork with a critical eye. "Not so much tornado as, you know, just rolled out of bed."

Oh, dear, was that a quirked eyebrow?

//Oh, good. I've got that 'shagging in th'stacks' look, instead. Charming.//

... It kind of was. Not that he was going to hunt down a reflective surface to preen in front of, or anything.

"And have you?" asked Ariel, her voice verging on teasing conspiracy and a giggle.

//Oh, no, no, not in th'stacks,// Jonothon replied, bemused. //Th'last thing I need is some twisted notion that th'books are watching.//

This was Fandom. It could happen.

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