bork?

[soundsurfing]

ayo can someone tell me the fuck is goin on?? woke up feelin like i spent a week on a bender, on a pile of socks in the woods, an' im comin back in wid the things i had wid me an some bitch whisperin in my ear (i think that was you-know-who yo, but it got quiet) an then i meet me????

an i go aye you cant be me cuz im me and he TRIED TO KILL ME? I THINK?

or like really aggro play or some shit i dunno i went hey hey HEY cause he made me drop my mole friend and my blueberry shard thing that i dunno where i got but bro was real intent on rippin me a new asshole jus cuz i came outta the woods!!

i get it yo im stinky but also the fuck is goin on?!?!

josh come get me im scared :(

[ No, he's not, but he's trying to find the humor in this weird ass situation. ]

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[leggierissimo]

[ oh my god ]

You're not coming inside until you hose off.

[soundsurfing]

[ miss him? :D ]

man id whine bout that but i really need a hose off

an i dont even wanna see wat my brushin gonna look like cuz i got the beyblade amulet still so im cruisin human style but like

i know its gonna look like i fucked bigfoot or somethin

[leggierissimo]

[ sir he has Opinions ]

You'll live. You're going to get a good brushing once you're clean.

You know where to find me.

[ :| ]

[soundsurfing]

uh jus look out yer window yo

[ Someone is sitting in the dirt outside Josh's Inn window, scribbling in his new journal he got from Yidler, with his mole friendly securely clamped under one arm and his pile of stuff in his lap. ]

[leggierissimo]

[ Oh.

Josh peeks out the window for a moment, then closes the curtain with a sigh. His journal is left to lay on the desk as he rub his face, then gets up put of the chair to walk outside.

He steps outside the front door, but he doesn't quite fully approach, instead crossing his arms and leaning his shoulder against the doorframe. ]

Well? Do you plan on hosing off? Or should I spray you myself?

[soundsurfing]

[ And the moment Beat sees Josh, he's all grins. He's human right now but you know that tail would be going otherwise.

Yeah, don't get too close, stand down wind. He's pretty sure he ran into a skunk at some point. ]

Aw, I'd figured we'd get everyone 'round an' make it a com-uh communion thing.

[ Communal...... ]

[leggierissimo]

[... oh god it's worse than he expected. He unfolds his arms to lift one hand to cover his nose. What happened out there? ]

Nothing is going to be communal until you wash up.

[ It is time to shoo the boy. Shoo, shoo, off to the hose. He will escort. With his hand still over his nose, because that's gross. Soap is going to be needed, but it's best to get the worst off outside. ]

[soundsurfing]

[ Yeah, you wanted him back, this is all your fault. He laughs and lets himself be shoo'd back towards the hose, gathering his items up before he does though. The mole looks fucking resigned, as much as a mole can. ]

Aight aight, yo. So the fuck is goin' on? What was wid me runnin' into me? The fuck is this?

[ He holds the star shard out. The bones are his, though, he will chew on them later. ]

[leggierissimo]

[ He wanted him back, yes, but not stinky and gross. Eugh. That poor mole though, maybe it will get away. ]

There are doubles of us around. If I have one, I haven't seen him yet. Probably not anything good, though.

[ The shard gets a glance, though, and he raises his eyebrows. Oh? Is that what he thinks it is? He reaches out to take it, stink be damned. ]

Where did you find this?

[soundsurfing]

[ Excuse him, what? When Josh reaches for the shard, Beat pulls it back, his brow v'ing down hard. ]

'Ey! Hold up! If there's doubles out 'n 'bout how I know YOU ain't the double?! Tell me somethin' the real Josh'd know?

[ Is that how this works?? What if they know what the other knows cause the other Beat was like hey the fuck and everything too. ]

[leggierissimo]

[ The shard snatched from his reach, Joshua frowns, pulling his hand back. Rude?? ]

You kept stealing my socks. [ A pause. ] How do I know you aren't a double?

[soundsurfing]

[ That's a good fucking question. ]

How do I know I ain't the double?!

[ Oh no he's having an existential crisis again. He's him?? Right?! He doesn't remember anything after the beach, except going to Beiwe's statue and wishing really hard to help. ]

[leggierissimo]

[ Sigh. ]

You really don't know?

[ That just means he's the real one. It's a very strong argument, at any rate. Only Beat could have this kind of existential crisis. With a sigh, he dips in uninvited to apply a gentle, soothing Imprint. ]

No need to work yourself into a panic. You seem real enough to me.

[soundsurfing]

Man. All I know is I was at Beyblades statue an' goin' I really wanna help an' then I was comin' outta the woods wid this shit in my mouth and Musty Crusty in my ear tellin' me to powder it.

[ It being the shard, which Beat finally hands over. He seems content in that this is the real Josh, especially with the soothing imprint touch.

That's his husband. ]

[leggierissimo]

[ The shard is taken without comment - he can feel it in a vague sort of way, but he'll inspect it later, and it gets slid into his pocket.

The comment gets more attention. Josh raises his eyebrows, letting his fingers linger on the shard before sliding back out. ]

It's been two months since then. You've been gone for two months.

[soundsurfing]

.... Nuh-uh??

[ Fuck, two months huh? He scratches at his head....... and then scratches at his head cause ugh itchy. ]

Yo, what is it wid me an' gettin' lost in forests fer months?! Back in the pen'sula I got lost in another fog one fer a month as a squirrel an' came out all pus'd up an' shit. At least this time I only smell nasty. An' maybe got fleas. Sorry I fucked off, I di'nt mean to.

[leggierissimo]

[ Ah, good to know this isn't a one-off. That's a comforting thought. ]

Mm-hmm. And you wouldn't stay when you came to steal my socks, either.

[ This may be the reason for his bitchiness earlier. And the slight bit now. He forgives Beat, of course - it wasn't his fault, likely - but he's still allowed to be frustrated by it. ]

Get cleaned up. You're not sleeping in the bed until you've used soap at the minimum.

[soundsurfing]

[ Oh. He gives Josh the biggest, saddest look a boy can give his husband. ]

I'm sorry, yo. I really ain't 'member nonna that. 'Splains my bed of socks, tho.

[ He wouldn't be Beat without that self doubt, even if he fires up the hose to begin to spray himself down. And water his mole gently too. Did Josh miss him...? Even as his strips butt naked right there and tosses those grungy clothes as far as he can.

He'll pick them up later, he doesn't litter. ]

Uh... I dunno if soap gonna be enough. You got like... lime (lye) or whatever? Gonna have to scrub two layers of skin off. We ain't even gonna talk 'bout the butt crack.

[ A little grin? ]

[quirkynote]

This Josh continues to abandon his pets, I see.

[First it was his dog, now it's his...writing animal. Or at least, she assumes it's another pet. The dog didn't seem capable of much, let alone writing.]

[soundsurfing]

[ Hold up. ]

oh yo!! is that you person that drew me an played fetch wid me?? no its me! im the dog! im a werewolf i can turn back and forth but it aint his fault i went dog brain an ran off or somethin i think corruption but no he good!! josh is a good boy!!

[quirkynote]

You recognize my writing even after temporarily losing cognitive function?

[She's gonna assume that's what "dog brain" means. Either way, looks like she was wrong about that dog. He went from "not capable" to "surprising" rather quickly.]

Impressive.

[soundsurfing]

nah all i member is defending josh. an when you was like JOSH DOIN IT AGAIN i was like light brain moment you know!

[ Sorry... out of the entirety of his time as a dog on a raging bender, that's the briefest moment of clarity for him. Josh is a Good Boy.

Also light bulb not light brain. ]

[quirkynote]

A shame, although I suppose this only means your impressive observational skills have been replaced by your impressive loyalty. Both are good.

I've kept my word, I made no effort to kill him.

[soundsurfing]

heh ye yo i dont observe nothin but im hella loyal.

[ That's not the flex you think it is, Beat. ]

thanks!! i super preciate it!! like hes a super good even if he got that crunchy outter self to him. he really out there tryina help.

oh shit hi! im beat!

[leggierissimo]

[ well public nudity is a thing I guess ]

We don't have to talk about it. I can see it just fine.

[ Now that he's gotten over the initial frustration, he can start to relax a little. Josh leans back against the side of the building, folding his arms and watching Beat hose off. He's allowed. ]

If you soak, you should be able to get most of it. No excuses. Soap is happening. And once you're good and clean, I'll see about any tangles.