dandelion boy

Leonard: I BARELY survived Dante.

Leonard: You and me both.

Leonard: Thanks, but no offense, I'm still fucking terrified.

Lucas: I'm right there with you

Lucas: This is as much a pep talk for me as it is for you

Leonard: I'm SO fucked.

Leonard: I'm going to need to make an entire SUIT of umbrellas.

Leonard: Be prepared for a shit ton of incoherent texts...

Lucas: We survived Dante, we can survive Lysander

Lucas: God I hate him. I really hate him.

Leonard: Right. Well, worth a shot. But you definitely wouldn't be intruding.

Leonard: YES let's fucking do it!

Leonard: It was when I was younger. I'm not crazy about heights now, unless it's roller coasters.

Leonard: Oh fuck.

Leonard: Oh FUCK.

Leonard: Have you seen the Inferno post?

Lucas: Sounds fun!

Lucas: No I haven't

Lucas: ... well now I have

Leonard: Yeah. Feel like coming to Chicago? lol

Leonard: lol I mean it looks a little bigger since I was twelve, but there was a guy with a ladder that lets you get up there for five bucks.

Lucas: I mean I have to work all summer... and I wouldn't want to intrude.

Lucas: Though we should definitely do an escape room when you're back in Boston because I've never done one before

Leonard: There's an escape room I hear is amazing there, but idk if my parents will go for it.

Leonard: (image attached)

Leonard: Yeah it's pretty cool lol

Lucas: Yeah an escape room with your parents sounds pretty lame.

Lucas: I mean your parents are cool but thats kind of a friends thing

“  why  is  it  that  every  time  i  run  into  you,  you’re  sniveling  like  a  little  bitch?  ”   harsh  words,  sure,  but  anna’s  tone  is  still  monotonous,  almost  bored.  she  sighs,  managing  to  look  down  at  lucas  despite  having  to  look  up  at  him.  

she  flips  her  hair  over  her  shoulder  and  puts  on  a  smile,  wiping  the  disgusted  look  clean  from  her  face.  anna  may  be  cold,  and  she  may,  to  a  certain  extent,  be  cruel,  but  she’s  not  totally  heartless.   “  come  on,  you  don’t  like  getting  bullied,  right?  i  mean,  obviously  you  don’t.  it  doesn’t  matter  what  you  did,  or  what  you  caused,  or  whatever,  ”   she  honestly  doesn’t  care,   “  you  just  need  to  stop  crying  about  it  so  much  in  public,  jeez.  that’s  why  people  pick  on  you  and  shit.  ”

Little bitch. D had called him the exact same thing, but- no, that had to be a coincidence, right? He shook his head free of those thoughts. “I snivel a lot,” he muttered, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed.” Lucas wasn’t normally this snippy, but he really was not in the mood. 

To be fair, Lucas had been crying in private, but Anna had a point. He stared down at the floor. “... you’re right, but I’m pretty sure people pick on me for reasons besides the fact that I cry.” Honestly, how did Anna do it? How did she not care what everybody thought of her?

a soft, unpracticed smile forms as lucas affirms that she’s unforgettable. she’s not sure how true it is, all things considered, but the fact that he thinks so much of her tugs on her heartstrings. he was unforgettable too, whether he knew it or not. perhaps not in the same way, but she had never met someone as genuine as lucas in her entire life. and wasn’t sure she ever would.

“well, i’d at least hope you’d come visit–” she nudges his shoulder a little, because regardless of how far she went, and she planned to go very, very far, she didn’t want to leave him behind.

the episode is a little past the halfway point when scarlett releases a yawn, stretching her twiggy limbs over her head.

“is it okay if i stay the night?” she asks, it was getting late and making the trek back to her hotel was far less favorable than being able to sit right here, with her tea and her cartoons and her lucas.

“Well duh,” Lucas said, strangely relieved. “If you’re gonna live in Venice or Seoul, I’m gonna take full advantage and crash at your place.” He could barely even imagine living that far away; he’d never really been out of New England. Of course, Scarlett’s dreams knew no bounds. Also, she’d probably been outside the country before. 

“Yeah, yeah totally,” he said, already pushing himself up to standing. He didn’t want to think about what kind of environment Scarlett had to go back to at the W Hotel. “Do you want the couch? Or you could take my bed and I could take the couch; I’m not picky.” He started off towards the closet, where they kept the extra bedding. 

“Hope the teacher loves it. Oh, but definitely proofread it. You don’t want to hand it in with an embarrassing typo.” He looked back at his screen. “Me? An extra credit essay,” he said, scrolling down on his laptop’s trackpad before letting out a half-suppressed chuckle. “Okay, fine. Five minutes ago I was working on an extra credit essay. Now I’m just looking at funny cat gifs. Got distracted.”

“I have spellcheck dude, I won’t-,” oh, but grammatical errors, “Nevermind. Good point.” Lucas glanced back down at his laptop for a second longer, before deciding he really didn’t want to stare at it anymore and slamming it shut. An extra-credit essay might not be a bad idea, if Lucas could write essays, period. “Can you send some of those funny cat gifs my way? I could use a distraction.”

“That’s an understatement,” she commented, though she figured Lucas would already know it without her even saying it. She shifted in her little corner as he mentioned Juliet’s name, looking away from him and turning her gaze to the floor. “I’m not going to say it’s okay, but… I used Dante against you. So I guess we’re even.”

Araminta was right, it wasn’t okay, and it wasn’t even like Lucas had been forced to. He did that all on his own. He swallowed at the mention of Dante, having almost forgotten that that’s what Araminta thought, but... “I suppose even is better than nothing.” It was probably the closest thing to forgiveness he’d ever get from a Windsor. 

Leonard: Jazz.

Leonard: Lots. And lots. Of Jazz.

Leonard: Yeah, a few times. It's awesome, but I'd rather do something new. I have to do research before every trip to find something my parents will let me go to.

Lucas: Ew.

Lucas: That sounds like a lot of work... Do you have any ideas?

Leonard: Don't you sunglasses emoji me, mister! lol

Leonard: Ugh, I don't know yet. I have to research, otherwise I'll get to do nothing but old people shit with my parents and Aunt Emily.

Lucas: Old people shit? What do you mean by old people shit?

❝ no trouble at all, and perfect! the car’s out front already, ❞ she linked her arm with his as she led them to the school’s entrance. normally, this would be when she asked others how their day has been but she definitely needed to avoid that topic. ❝ so, have you seen any movies lately? i just watched avengers and i have mixed feelings about it. ❞

Lucas let himself be escorted to Jini’s car. He didn’t actually think people ever linked arms; he thought people only did that on TV. “I did just see Avengers! I dunno, it seemed a little fanfic-y to me,” he admitted, glad to be distracted. “It was like they got a fan to write the screenplay, it was weird. I mean, I still liked it, but I also have a really cheesy taste in movies.” 

This was probably the most civilized conversation she’s ever had with Lucas Boyd and if she wasn’t so nervous about the whole stuck-in-an-elevator situation, she would have probably felt it even more strange. She shrugged. “Things haven’t been normal these days.” Regardless of whether Lucas really was D or not, she was certain he’d understand what she was alluding to.

Well, as vague and lowkey menacing as that statement was, he supposed that was true. “You’re right,” he had to agree, “There’s been a lot to think about.” About D, and Dante, and the Windsors. He was sure Araminta was thinking about much the same, since she was just as directly impacted. “For what it’s worth,” he added, because he felt like he should address this if he was about to die. “It was messed-up of me to... to use Juliet against you. I should have just minded my own business.” 

Leonard: Thank you!

Leonard: How dare you doubt my pun making abilities! lol

Lucas: I dared and I will dare again 😎

Seth looked up from his work upon hearing Lucas’ question, giving it a moment’s thought before nodding. “That’s a good interpretation. Macduff sacrificed pretty much everything for country. He’s a foil to Macbeth. He’s the anti-villain to Macbeth’s anti-hero,” he said. “You almost done? It sounds like you’re working on your conclusion.”

Lucas nodded; it was good to hear a second opinion, because staring at old English for hours made him feel like he was going insane. “Okay, thanks. I’ll be sure to use the term anti-villain.” He added as he typed, “Yeah, I’m nearly finished. I mean, I still have to proofread it, but at this point I’m considering just giving up and using my rough draft.” Lucas peeked over his screen. “What about you? What are you up to?” 

Leonard: YES! Trust me, dude, I'm a great tutor. lol

Leonard: I believe in you!

Leonard: You spelled "best" wrong

Lucas: You know what? You're right. I have faith in you

Leonard: Your Yoda, I could be lol

Leonard: Come on, having at least three people who work well together could probably at LEAST get us to the second round!

Leonard: Overwatch in an Observatory? Observerwatch? Thats AWESOME.

Lucas: Guess my summer project is going to be getting better at Overwatch

Lucas: You have a tall task ahead of you if you intend to be my Yoda