Winter!
Cold!
Ice!
Snow!
I can't feel my toes!
Okay, one thing:
This chapter will not be about Christmas.
Some people don't celebrate Christmas, and personally, I don't either, seeing as I'm not Christian.
No offense to any Christians out there, I just want to preserve cultural diversity. I can't very whale write a chapter fur all winter holidays, and I certainly don't know enough about most holidays to write a chapter on each of them. This'll just be good ol' fashioned 'shit-it's-cold-lets-snuggle' and ice skating. Cool? Cool. Freezing. I need a heater or somefin...
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==> Begin Chapter 22.
Wow it's cold
"Of all days..." You mumble irritably to yourself.
"It's like ten fucking degrees outside I swear," Dave groans. "Remind me again why the A/C gods hate us."
"I don't know," you moan back. Welcome to winters in the middle of Texas. Cold as shit and certainly as unforgiving. Sadly, this is Texas we're talking about here, so there's no snow to romp around and do cute things together in. You grumble slightly and scoot closer to Dave in an attempt to warm yourself. He notices and smirks.
"Are you cold?"
"About as you are hot," you tease.
"Damn straight. Come here. Let me warm you up with my love this instant." Without much warning at all, he pulls you into his lap and clutches you tightly. You sigh blissfully as his body heat immediately takes effect. He snuggles into the crook of your neck, making you giggle at his rare childishness.
"I love you, Dave."
"I love you too, (f/n). I love you."
==> Hours in the future, but not many...
"Hey Whimsy!" You call out to your friend, Dave in tow.
"Sup (f/n)! How's goin?" She calls back, Dirk next to her.
You take one look at what the nerd couple are wearing and stifle a laugh.
"What? It's the hoodies, isn't it." You nod, covering your mouth with a gloved hand. They're each wearing a maroon hoodie with a pink heart on it, the symbol fractured neatly in half, the right half missing a good chunk.
"That's so weird. I've never seen anything like it before," you comment. She shrugs.
"Makes sense. Nerdboy here and I designed it. I like to think it represents love, a broken piece coming together with a whole one to make something even cooler, yet retaining who they each are without compromise." Dirk smiles and kisses her head, the lowest point of her he can reach without making it awkward.
"Bet you with your girlfriend was as fucking rad as mine," the engineering major teases his twin. The duplicate rolls his eyes behind the shades.
"That's what I should be saying to you. Look at this adorable fucker right here. Just look at her. You're jealous now, aren't you? Yeah. This precious thing is mine, not yours," your Strider responds haughtily, clutching onto you and kissing your cheek. You swear you see Dirk and Whimsy high five each other.
"So how 'bout that contest we were talkin' about?" Whimsy pipes up.
"Oh yeah..." You're vaguely reminded of the contest the four-ish of you discussed over Pesterchum.
==> Hours in the past, a few more...
whimsicalMelancholy [WM] opened memo on board BULLSHIT RUMPUS OR SOMEFIN
WM: Hey nerds
timaeusTestified [TT] responded to memo at 12:45
TT: You talkin' to me?
WM: Yes,,,,,,
WM: And to the two other nerds......
yourChumhandle [YC] responded to memo at 12:47
YC: Im here!
WM: Thank you fur pointing out the obvious,,,,,, (f/n)......
YC: Dave wont be getting on hell just read over my shoulder
WM: So he''''''s near your neck,,,,,,hmmmmmm??????
YC: Goddammit Whimsy
WM: Heh......~~~~~~
TT: Whimsy.
WM: Dirky......
TT: Why are we here again?
WM: Oh yeah,,,,,,that!!!!!!
WM: We should all meet up and have an ICE SKATING COMPETITION!!!!!!
WM: Nerd couple vs...... dork couple......
WM: AKA,,,,,, Dirkus and I versus you and David......
[A/N: I just dropped my phone on my eye and it's midnight you'd better appurreciate the lengths I go through to write this stuff]
YC: Huh
YC: Im down with this
YC: Looks like Daves okay with it too
YC: hell fucking yes i am
YC: im gonna kick your ass brother of mine
TT: Heh.
TT: You seem to've forgotten that you have the ice skating skills of a child with exactly .3474% balance skill.
YC: still gonna beat your ass
TT: Easy there, tigress.
TT: You also seem to've forgotten that Whimsy and I have an incredible sense of balance, and that she's taken about three years' worth of ice skating lessons.
WM: I told you not to talk about that!!!!!!
TT: I'm just proving to my twin brother here that we're totally gonna kick his ass, and (f/n)'s as well.
WM: You are furgiven,,,,,, in that case......
YC: Lets do this then!
YC: What time
WM: Uh,,,,,, few hours??????
YC: Youre just bored arent you
WM: Excessively......
YC: Dave and I will be at the old skating rink then in a bit
TT: And I can't deny the wishes of my girlfriend, now can I?
WM: Nope <3
WM: So it''''''s settled!!!!!!
WM: Sea you losers at the rink!!!!!!
TT: Not me though, right?
WM: Of course not,,,,,, you big baby......
YC: Lovebirds
WM: Hypocrite
YC: See ya!
WM: Later!!!!!!
yourChumhandle [YC] ceased responding to memo at 12:57
WM: Sea ya,,,,,, you big nerd <3
whimsicalMelancholy [WM] ceased responding to memo at 12:57
TT: Love you.
TT: ...
TT: <3
timaeusTestified [TT] ceased responding to memo at 13:00
==> In the present...
Whimsy snaps her fingers in front of your face.
"Were you having another flashback?" You blink, taking a moment to readjust yourself.
"U-uh, yes. Yeah. I would love some pumpkin-spice rhubarb...uh, p-pie?" you stutter awkwardly.
"What?" Dirk asks, confused.
"That sounds gross," Dave comments.
"It is," Whimsy confirms. All of you look at the girl, who merely shrugs.
"What? I'm an expurrimentor."
"Gross pies aside, how's this gonna work?" You ask, blinking out of your haze.
"Whale," Whimsy starts with a smug grin on her face, actually confident for once. She suddenly looks confused. She open her mouth to admit she has no clue, but Dirk interrupts.
"Well, we planned to have two people in the racing rink at once, one from each couple, competing for the fastest time for one round around the rink. The other two go and get their times, the best average wins," he explains for her. She opens her mouth again and points at her boyfriend.
"I totally came up with that idea that we are totally using." He gently shoves her in the head as she laughs.
"Sweet," your boyfriend comments.
"Let's do it!" you cheer.
"Ladies first," Dave ushers you in the empty rink. You roll your eyes.
"I'll come in with you!" your best friend volunteers, looking almost demonically chipper.
"I am so fucked, aren't I?"
"Right up the ass!"
==> Seconds in the future, but not many...
You flop out of the rink unceremoniously, irritated by your loss.
Your friend sits on one of the beat-up blue plastic benches as she nonchalantly wipes the snow off her white ice skates with a finger, humming.
"That sucked," she commented just as absentmindedly, fondness underlying her snarky words.
"Bet it doesn't hurt as much as crashing into the wall," you retort playfully.
"You know full well I nefur did master how to stop. Gotta go fast, nerd."
"That was about seven seconds for Whimsy, fifteen for you," Dirk tells you, peering at his orange-cased smartphone. You mumble a few choice curses as you usher Dave into the rink, him tripping at least thrice on the 2-meter way. You bite your tongue on telling him to win it for you guys after this display.
==> Minutes in the future, some many...
"Holy shit Dork wasn't joking about you being like a child with no sense of balance," Whimsy snickers, amused. He flips her the bird [A/N: crow], making her hold her hands up in mock surrender as he flops into you, sliding off until his head is in your lap and his body lies limp against the scarred benches. You chuckle quietly and stroke his soft blond hair as he grumbles and complains about why he's angry and that he wants hot chocolate now but he doesn't wanna pay cause he's not a loser but he lost anyway and he's angry and Dirk is stupid and he has a stupid name and Whimsy's hair is stupid too it's too long and their laughs are stupid too. The nerd couple wins, you guess.
"What kind of hot chocolate do you want?" you ask as Dave continues to mumble. You shoosh pap him and he grunts.
"I want mine with whipped cream and caramel and sprinkles. Without sprinkles," the Asian mumbles thoughtfully.
"Orange zest in mine."
"I want apple cinnamon," Dave mumbles quietly. You smack his head gently.
"You buy your own. And Dirk's, too." You get another grunt from your totally attractive boyfriend.
==> Holy shit how many of these are we gonna have
"Ahh..." Whimsy sighs contentedly, wrapping her fingers around the black cup. You know she's always super cold regardless of the temperature outside, and as it would seem, she's super pleased by this change in warmth.
You take a sip of your (favorite hot chocolate), with extra whipped cream, of course. What you don't notice is that there's whipped cream all over your lips now. Dave looks to you from stirring his apple cinnamon drink and lifts an eyebrow.
"You got a lil' sumthin' there, darlin'," he says, his accent showing a bit. You then turn to face him, only to have his lips touch yours gently, a peck, really. He pulls away, leaving you a blushing mess, and assesses your now-smeared whipped cream.
"Think I missed."
His lips become friendly with yours again, this time a bit more passionate, and you melt into it like the cream in your hot chocolate.
"Save the sloppy makeouts for the roof, bro," Dirk comments with a chuckle. Whimsy looks on longingly, relishing the moment of shipping but also wishing.
"Were we efur in love like that?"
"But we are," Dirk chastises, shutting her up with a kiss of his own. "Aren't we now?" She blinks and smiles dumbly.
"Hell yeah."
You smile and kiss Dave again, tasting the apple cinnamon on his lips.
It's as sweet as your love.
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Shit how long is this
I'm tired
I wanna write a Haruka x Reader
I feel there's too much me in this story
I have too many fic help
There's an Aradia x Reader and danisnotonfire x reader on the way probably
Also some more Dave of course
I want someone to write me some Whimsy x Dirk now
If you actually do please tell me
I'll give you my eternal internet love in exchange
Sigh
IIIII'MMM SO LOOOOONELY
Seriously romantic anime makes me sad since my best friend friendzoned me but hasn't spoken to me since
Hope your romantic aspurrations are better!
Later.
~Jinx/Whimsy