Billy: Snack time is a go. Spencer needs to keep his energy up. Jane's probably gonna make Billy eat too if she's nearby and sees them wandering around.
Jane: If she doesn't come up and wake them herself.
Billy: Oh gosh. She might. If only to make sure they eat. She'd feel bad about waking them up, but they can't go without food.
Jane: Probably make a tray of food and come up and when she looks around for them...Oh my...They're awfully...Comfortable. She hadn't even thought of where Billy would sleep since he's here. This was his room after all, but...They seem to be sharing just fine...This is definitely going to add to her suspicion though.
Billy: Of course it will. Normal teen boys don't snuggle like this. She's not gonna be falling for anything that tries to derail her thoughts on this subject this time. Nope. But all cute things must come to an end (after photos for the album of course) and she has to wake them up for eating.
Jane: Mm-hmm. Plenty of photos and her cooing on the side. They're so adorable. But she'll likely crawl onto the bed a little, carefully reaching out to feel her baby's forehead to make sure he doesn't have a fever first. The shifting of the bed might wake them but she knows Spencer will put up a fuss if she waits until he's awake.
Billy: Of course she'll check Billy too. She wants to make sure he's alright as well. She didn't really get to check with all the hubbub that went on downstairs.
Jane: Yes, checking on Billy to make sure he was alright. He looked so tired...
Billy: He was tired. He spent half his energy first getting down here and then almost all of the rest of it on jump starting Spencer. He was kind of surprised he didn't fall asleep a lot earlier.
Spencer: Hopefully the nap will help a little to get it back for both of them.
Billy: Billy doesn't need as much rest now, so he should be feeling pretty good.
Jane: So he should be pretty aware when Jane starts to shake his shoulder, camera at the ready as she wakes him up. "Billy...Billy sweetie, wake up. I brought you both some food."
Billy: Pretty darn aware yes. He jolts awake, looking around to make sure none of the bad people they were talking about earlier got into the house, but settles down pretty quickly once he realises who it is. "Auntie...You didn't have to do that...Guess Spencer really should eat again though...What time is it?"
Jane: Jane was hoping for a cute drowsy expression to get a picture of, but it turns out Billy was a light sleeper, so she just lowers the camera, planning to get that picture of Spencer instead. He was still sleeping through this and she knew for a fact he was a bit of a difficult morning or waking up person.
"It's alright, sweetheart, I didn't mind. And both of you should eat, it's six in the afternoon already and I'm pretty sure all Spencer's eaten today is that half-sandwich...And I'm not sure about you..." She smiles a little as Spencer shifts in his sleep, mumbling and curling up more into his Guardian. "Looks like you two had a good nap though..."
Billy: "...No, I don't think he ate anything else today...And, er...Well, I haven't either really. Spencer needs food more than I do right now though." Even as he says it he knows Jane won't accept it for an answer. But at least it looks like there's plenty for them both, so he won't be taking anything from Spencer if he does eat some. "Yeah, we did...Spencer still is, from the looks of it." He smiles down at him, petting at his hair. "I'll make sure he eats when he wakes up. You don't have to hang around if you don't wanna."
Jane: "Then it's a good thing I brought plenty up." She smiles, turning to pull the big TV tray of food over by Billy, setting it down in easy reach. "Well, then...We'll let him sleep for a little while longer... The soup might get a little cold though so if you need me to bring some that's heated up just call me on Spencer's phone, okay?" She leans down, kisses Billy's forehead and then leaning over to kiss Spencer's, making the boy grumble and push his face down between Billy and the bed. Jane gives a small laugh, pulling back and then looking at Billy again.
"Be sure and make sure he does...Even if it's only a little bit. And whatever he can't eat I want you to finish. No food's allowed to be left on the tray, okay?" She gives a mock serious look before lifting up her camera and snapping another quick picture. "And it's not that I wouldn't love to stay and dote on Spencer... I'm just afraid he won't focus on eating if I'm in the room..." Not with the way he'll figure out she's taking pictures. "I'll be up later to get the dishes though, so I can love on him a bit then." She says, hoping her son won't pull the squirming away thing.
Billy: "Oh, wow...Yeah, I guess so..." That is a lot of food...She must've been busy while they were asleep. "Okay, but a little cold soup probably won't hurt." Aah, more of those lipstick kisses! Billy wipes at the mark left behind, licking at his thumb to remove the lipstick from Spencer's face too. She's really fond of those, isn't she?
"I will...And, er...Well, he really shouldn't eat too much since...Since his stomach has shrunken...You really want me to eat everything that he can't?" Even if Spencer winds up eating more than he should that's still gonna be a lot of food... "I don't think I can...Totally with you on the doting on Spence thing though. He'll be all embarrassed and squirmy, I think. He's not all that big on the PDA." It's not even been that long, but Billy can tell. He's gonna have to see if he can change his mind about that a little. "Okay, I'll let him know so he can mentally prepare himself. Heh."
Jane: Jane sighs as she watches Billy wipe off her kiss, he was just like Spencer. "Oh...I guess that is true, isn't it? Well, then I'll let you off the hook a bit, just make sure that you do eat. Don't need you getting sick either, especially sleeping so close together like that." Which she still thinks is the most adorable thing...
"Oh, I will, and no, never has been. Won't ever let anyone love on him unless he's really sick or just sleepy..." That's when Spencer starts getting so cute and clingy, wanting hugs for no apparent reason. Jane laughs a little, going back over the elevator and stepping in. "Please do, that way he'll be a little more compliant." No pushing her away with a whiny 'Moooomm.'
Billy: It's not that he minds the affection. He just doesn't want the lipstick all over his face. It mars his pretty features. "I will for sure. We'll both eat and, er...No, I won't get sick." 'Don't think I could...' "And, um. About sharing the bed...You know how stubborn Spencer is...He was gonna sleep on the couch and was all 'You take the bed' blah blah blah, so we wound up having to compromise. Heh..." He hopes she doesn't think it's weird... "Sick or sleepy, huh? Duly noted." Though he'll hopefully be taking more advantage of sleepy than sick. "Will do, Au--Er...Mrs. J." He smiles a bit sheepishly, just now realising his slip earlier. He's not sure if he's allowed to call her that still. It's been a long time.
Jane: "Oh yes, I can understand that." She says with a knowing look in her eyes. Even if they shared the bed, it didn't mean they had to be wrapped up in each other like that. "Mm-hmm...Random asking for hugs usually happens then, it's so cute." Her Spencer normally didn't like being loved on, but when he was in the mood for it... He was likely the cuddliest person you could find. Though...He did only typically reserve it for her...Billy might get some hugs though too...Probably the most it looks like. "Oh, no, sweetie, you can call me Auntie. I don't mind at all." She says, waving the Mrs. J off."
Billy: "Yeah...Figured it was better than him taking the couch in this condition..." Oh, jeeze...Is that the 'look' Spencer was talking about earlier? It's a lot more noticeable when it's aimed at himself. "Aww. Why have I not encountered this before?" Is Spencer just never tired around him or what? Not fair. "Oh, um...Well, okay, if you're sure." His smile becomes a bit more genuine and he waves as the elevator starts sinking down to the first floor, grabbing a handful of chips to nosh on while he waits for Spencer to wake up again.
Jane: "Much better, had you to keep him warm...And it's probably because he hardly does it. Don't even try in the morning's though, or when he's waking up in fact... Not a happy morning person at all." She laughs, watching as her Spencer grumbles and turns himself away from Billy, curling up on his side. "And yes, of course I'm sure! Call me whatever you'd like, alright? Now I'm going to go down and get some laundry done... You two should eat and then keep resting." She says, nodding at the food and then hitting the button with a wave.
Billy: "Heh...Yeah, he did." And not the opposite for once. He thinks he's gonna like that. "Oh god, no. Nuh-uh, he'd bite my head off." Billy knows exactly what Spencer's like in the mornings. Nooo, thank you. He likes all of his new, old body parts right where they are. "Y-yeah, okay...Um. Th-thanks..." Being mothered like this is so strange...But he thinks he might like it. It's kind of nice... Billy waits until she's out of sight before tugging Spencer back to his side and kissing at his temple. Yeah...He's gonna keep you warm from now on... "Love you, Spencer..."
Spencer: Spencer's brow furrows in his sleep, turning away from the kiss on his temple. "Mmph..." Is all he says before pulling the top half of his body away from the movement behind him, laying out almost horizontally with Billy's arm around his waist being the only thing holding him back there. He starts drifting off back to sleep like this, arms folded under his head as a pillow.
Billy: "Heh...Ducking my love even when you're asleep, huh? Can't say I'm surprised." He laughs, draping his wing back over him and petting at his hair. "It's okay. You don't have to like it all the time. Figured you were just humouring me before anyway."
Spencer: Spencer's too out of it to hear what Billy's saying, but the sound of his voice stirs him a little. Feeling the wing resting over him, he reaches up, grabbing a hold and pulling it down to snuggle in like he would a blanket. Inanimate objects like blankets were okay, it was people that talked that he had a hard time with when he just wakes up.
Billy: "Ah...But my wing's okay?" He shivers a bit at the sort of rough handling, but grins, letting Spencer love on it all he wants. He can't hurt it any. Not really. "You're so cute." He shakes his head, grabbing another handful of chips. Mmm. Food is still good. That's nice to know.
Spencer: The crunching of the chips and overall noisiness from before makes him groan, burrowing down further under the soft warm feathers. He's not ready to get uuuup...School sucks, just let him sleep again today, Mooomm... He doesn't say any of it though, the thought of opening his mouth when if felt so dry not worth it. Instead he just grunts, moving further away and trying to take his 'blanket' with him.
Billy: Billy looks over at the groan, petting his hair to calm him down. "You awake yet, baby?" He winces at the tug, it doing more damange to the muscles in his shoulder than to his actual wing. "S-sweetie, maybe you don't wanna pull on that, please?" He scoots closer to Spencer to help alleviate some of the pressure, trying to lift his wing up a bit. "You can cuddle with it, but don't pull..."
Spencer: Another grunt in response says that yes, he's awake, but not wanting to be. The teenager turns onto his stomach, face still turned away as he just lets the wing rest over the top of him, having half heard what Billy said. He soon relaxes again, thinking about the dream he was brought from and drifting back into it. Spencer's likely going to need more of a push than talking to convince him to stay awake.
Billy: "...Okay, well, your mom brought food. You should eat. You can go back to sleep after you're done." Billy smiles down at him, letting his wing rub down Spencer's back. "Also she said she's planning on coming back to get the dirty dishes, so you might wanna eat before she does. And the soup's getting cold."
Spencer: The promise of food does draw him out of it a little. His head sleepily turning and a green eye peeking up at Billy. After a moment he sits up, patting at the wing before crawling out from under it and over toward Billy. Except, instead of interacting with him, he just leans over the angel, grabbing the drink that was up there before sitting back down on the bed drinking it.
Billy: "Pff. Love you too, sweetcheeks. You're pretty out of it, huh? Okay, let's try this." He laughs, picking up the bowl of soup and a spoon and scooping up a small bite. "Say ahhh~" He blows on it to cool it down and holds it up to Spencer's mouth.
Spencer: Spencer swallows his drink, feeling a little better now that his mouth didn't have the sensation of being stuck together. Talking still seemed too much of a bother though and as the spoon of soup is held up to him he only stares at it, eyes squinting before he catches on. The teenager's mouth opens and he moves his head forward a little trying to eat a little bit of the stuff that was being fed to him. Anything that kept him from having to put much effort into it was welcome.
Billy: "Heh...Well, I'm gonna assume that means the soup is good." He takes a small sip of the broth himself to test that theory, humming when it proves true. "Yeah, it's pretty good. Not sure why I'm surprised. Auntie's brownies are awesome so of course everything else she makes is too." He nods to himself, holding up another spoonful for Spencer. "C'mon, gotta keep eating, hun. You gotta tell me when you're full though, okay?"
Spencer: Spencer settles himself back against the pillows and mostly leaning into Billy's side, head resting on his shoulder with eyes closed. He blinks them open enough to see the spoon when Billy tells him and opens his mouth, tilting his head straight a little to be able to eat the soup. His eyes were already starting to drift closed again though, his mouth still relaxed and open as he was falling asleep again. Billy's energy had worn off, and now he was a lot more drowsy than he'd normally be waking up.
Billy: Billy looks a bit worried at how almost unresponsive Spencer's being, but keeps scooping up spoonfuls of soup, always blowing on them to be sure their cool before letting Spencer eat. "I guess you're really tired...You can go back to sleep when you've finished eating, okay? How's your stomach feeling?" Billy's not feeling an problems, but he wants to make sure since he doesn't know the response time for injuries or things like that. How long would it take for Billy to feel any pain Spencer's feeling?
Spencer: Spencer keeps eating, opening his eyes as the spoon's brought to his lips and nursing down liquid. After a bit he starts to wake up, the warm liquid helping him get back to his senses. He sits up a little more, taking the soup easier and starting to reach up to steady Billy's hand as it goes in. "Mm..." Meaning his stomach's okay.
Billy: "Uh. Well, alright. I guess I'll take that as a positive." He laughs a little, pressing a careful kiss to the top of Spencer's head. "Love you, sweetie. I'm glad you're feeling better. Maybe if you're up for it later we can call the bros and let them know you're not gonna kick the bucket on them."
Spencer: Spencer just answers with a hum, opening his mouth again for another spoonful of soup. "L've you too..." He mumbles out, reaching up and patting the side of Billy's face. He squints at the last thing he says, holding the spoon in his mouth as he tries to think. After a couple of blinks he figures it out and turns to tell Billy he wasn't going to kick the bucket, but gets held still by Billy's hand on the end of the spoon. Oh...Oh, wait....Was...Why was Billy...? He flushes, pulling himself off the spoon and pushing his hand away. "Why...Why were you feeding me??"
Billy: "Pff...You're so cute." Billy laughs again, holding Spencer's hand to his face and nuzzling against it. "Oh, is somebody awake now? Heh. Because you needed to eat and you were too out of it to do it on your own. So I thought I'd take the liberty and help you out a little." Taking care of you's part of his job now, Spencer. Something as small as feeding you is nothing to be embarrassed about.
Spencer: "'M not! And...And I'm not a baby. You could've woken me up!" He whines, hiding his face under his blanket. It felt too nice to be pressed up to Billy though, all warm and comfortable, so he didn't move from his spot, just burrowed in closer. "You jus' wanted an excuse to feed me..."
Billy: "Are so. You're adorable. And I know you're not a baby, never said you were. Just wanted to help you out some." He tugs at the blanket trying to move it away from Spencer's face. "C'mon, don't hide from me...I tried waking you up, it just didn't work very well. Please come out? If you won't let me feed you, you've at least gotta feed yourself."
Spencer: "....You're embarrassing, you know that?" He pouts, letting Billy pull the dumb blanket down. He keeps himself tucked up against the angel though, not wanting to move away from him. He looks around Billy to the dishes on the tray, trying to see if there was anything he wanted on them."...Do I have to right now? How, um...How much soup did I eat? And what time is it?"
He finds it a little disconcerting that he can't remember the whole time Billy was spoon feeding him, but he figures it was just because he was mostly asleep... Hopefully he'll get better at that if Billy is going to be sleeping with him from now on...It was embarrassing when he was grumpy before, but now? With Billy being all protective and wanting to mother him? It was going to be even more so.
Billy: "Yep! Embarrassed myself often enough to know it by now." He grins, kissing at Spencer's temple. "Well...I guess you did eat plenty of soup...Maybe just a handful of chips? And, er. I dunno, Auntie said it was six when she came in with the food, so...Six-thirty-ish?" He could always check the clock, but then he'd have to move and he's way too comfortable right now.
Spencer: "When have you ever embarrassed yourself?" He asks, not really thinking Billy got embarrassed all that often. "Chips? What kind? And, oh...Mom brou--Wait...Mom brought this up?! Wha--How were we sleeping?!" They weren't cuddled up were they? Did she say anything?
Billy: "Oh, let's see...Any time between the ages of seven and fifteen?" After that's when he was 'discovered' and Miss Manager and Miss Publicist to the Stars came in and made over his entire image. It was hard to stick to it, but it did what it was supposed to. "Just plain ones. Think anything else would be too hard on your stomach." Nothing too spicy or complicated. He doesn't want Spencer to throw up. "Yeah? Told you that already, but I guess it didn't get through your sleepy head. And, uh. I dunno, all curled up together, I guess? She didn't say anything about it."
Spencer: "Pff, why then? Seven's a little too early for puberty I think, so what was it?" He could understand being embarrassed because of puberty, still does when his voice goes high and all the, uh...Other stuff that comes with it. "Oh...I guess they're okay..." Spencer leans up some, stretching across Billy and grabbing the plate of chips to bring over. "But...But...She didn't give us a weird look or anything? She was...Everything was okay?" No more suspicion or was there?
Billy: "That's when I got the braces. They weren't pretty, Spence. They were not pretty. Had 'em for forever too cause I kept accidentally breaking off the brackets by eating junk I wasn't supposed to." His mom was piiiissssed~. "They're pretty good, yeah. Speaking of which, I can still eat! So yay for that." He'd be pretty disappointed if he had go without eating. Food's so good. "No? I mean, she had a camera, but there was nothing else out of the ordinary."
Spencer: "Wha--Braces?" Spencer's head turns, looking over Billy's face like he'd see them appear. "You really had braces?" He asks, surprised. "And I bet they weren't fun, but...Not pretty? It's hard to imagine you not being pretty..." That's got to be a lie. Billy has always been attractive. "You can eat? Really?" He smiles at that, holding up the plate of chips. "Here, then you eat some too, okay?" His eyes widen at the mention of the camera, looking like he was about to jump up and chase her down. "Did...Did she take any pictures?"
Billy: "Yep. Big ugly ones. And I do mean ugly. Pre-movie makeover I looked like the biggest dork you'd ever meet." Acted like it too. He was a super mega dork. "I wasn't alway this pretty, bro. You can ask your mom if you want proof. Knowing her she's got pictures somewhere though." She's always been about the photo albums. Which is probably why she had that camera, come to think of it. She needs more pictures of him.
"Yeah, I tested it while you were out. Had some chips and some of your soup." Used the same spoon and everything. Hurray for indirect kisses. He scoops up a small handful, not wanting to take too many away from Spencer, and chews on some with a shrug. "Dunno if she did while I was sleeping. Think she took one of you though."
Spencer: "I doubt they were big and ugly, and yeah, I'm gonna ask Mom to see if she has any, cause...Cause I bet you were, um...You were really cute." A little Billy in braces? Who wouldn't think that was adorable?
Spencer sticks a chip into his own mouth, crunching it down slowly before he answers. "While I was ou--Oh, you mean asleep...That's good then, you need to eat too." Spencer curls up into him, tucking his legs up behind him as he rests his head on Billy's shoulder. "Great...I'm gonna have to go delete it now or it'll end up in one of the new photo albums..." He whines, knowing he probably had a stupid look on his face when she took it.
Billy: "They were the biggest and the ugliest. No lie. Go ahead and ask her if you wanna. You're gonna be disappointed though." He definitely wasn't cute back then. "But it's sweet that you think so. So thank you." He kisses the top of Spencer's head, wrapping a wing around him and resting his head atop his.
"Mm-hmm. I don't need to though. Went all week without food without any problems. Only hunger I felt was yours." He's not sure how he knew it wasn't his hunger, but it felt obvious somehow. Like. 'That's from Spencer.' "What? Why? It was a good picture! You were all curled up and adorable!"
Spencer: "I will, and I'm not going to be disappointed, nope." Even if they are mega dorky, Spencer's going to love them. "Y-you're welcome..." He smiles at the kiss, letting the wing curl around him before turning over. Spencer holds the chip plate out to the side, setting it on the tray as he turns himself around and wraps his arms around Billy's neck, pulling himself up to snuggle with him. Billy was warm and safe...
"O-oh..." His hold lessens a little, remembering that all that pain he had gone through, Billy had to too... "I...I'm sorry...I didn't know..." He would have made himself eat if he'd known. "Mm-mm, that's why it's a bad picture."
Billy: "Yeah, okay. Don't say I didn't warn you." Billy laughs and squeezes around his waist, kissing him again. "Heeey, what'd I say about that? No apologies. You obviously couldn't have known. And it was only about half of whatever you felt anyway. Everything I feel through you is sort of...Muted." Maybe that's how he could tell. Hmm. "And that's not why it's a bad picture. That's why it's a cute picture. You're cute, sweetheart. Okay?"
Spencer: "Mmkay, won't need the warning though." Cause it was going to be cute. Spencer blushes a little at Billy's affection, keeping his eyes down at the apology thing though. "I know...But...But I still feel bad...I didn't want to hurt you..." The 'muted' thing makes him feel a little better though, knowing that Billy wasn't as bad for him. "'M not..." Spencer mutters, tucking his face down into Billy's shoulder. "...You're the sweet one." Not him.
Billy: "You can say that now, but you'll see. Don't worry, I'll still be here so you can cleanse your eyes right after." Cause he's probably gonna need it. Out with the old and dorky and in with the new and sexy.
"I was alright though. It's all a part of the gig. If I had to choose between complete comfort 24/7 but not being able to see you again til you made it up to Heaven on your own and feeling the things you do and being in your presence forever, you'd better know that being with you would win out every time. And that's my decision. So don't you dare feel guilty, okay?" He shakes his head and tilts Spencer's face up, placing a gentle kiss to his lips. "You are. And you are sweet. My sweet, Spencer."
Spencer: Spencer laughs, hugging Billy a little closer. "I'm sure. I think it'll be more of me wanting copies to put up around my room. And I'm not sure how you being here would cleanse my eyes...?" Does he mean he has an angel power to do it?
"I...I guess...If you're going to put it like that..." He understands Billy's side on it more. He'd do the same to be able to stay with Billy. Doesn't mean he isn't going to make it up to him though, and make sure he's not hurting. The kiss takes him by surprise, green eyes widening some before he relaxes into the kiss, returning it before Billy pulls away, leaving him with a light blush. "A-and you're my...My sweet Billy..." Oh god...How can Billy say stuff like that? He just...It's so embarrassing and it sounded awkward. To try and cover it up he leans in again, kissing Billy on the lips and holding him in the kiss so he can't respond to what he said.
Billy: "Aw, seriously? Nuh-uh, none of that! Do you not remember me saying it was embarrassing? Don't need anybody seeing those." Letting Spencer see it is one thing, but other people? No way. "Tsk. Obviously cause me being all sexy and stuff'll get the old, dorky image outta your brain. Don't wanna keep that picture in your head any more than necessary." Though he may actually have some kind of cleansing power he doesn't know about? He can't be sure.
"I am gonna put it like that, cause that's the way it is. I'm never, ever leaving you again." He can handle it. And as long as he keeps Spencer healthy he won't have to worry about it anyway. Spencer's blush and the second kiss make Billy smile, but it's to nowhere near the same amount being called his sweet Billy did. He knows what you're trying to do, Spencer, so he'll let this kiss linger, wrapping both wings around him and ruffling them against Spencer's skin.
Spencer: "Aw...Then can I keep copies for myself? Hide them under my pillow or something?" He teases, knowing he probably would because of how adorable it would be. "Uh-huh, sure it would. And what if I want to keep the image in my head?" Can't stop him if he's always getting to see the picture.
"G-good, cause if you even try I'm gonna tie you up and keep you right here." No free movement for Billy. Spencer calms a little in the force of his kiss when Billy gives in, letting it be a little more gentle as he just kisses him, arms wrapping tightly around his neck as he shivers at the soft feathers on him.
Billy: "...As long as you don't let anybody else see. ...Why would you want it under your pillow?" It's nowhere near attractive enough a picture for it to be slid under there. "Uh. Well, I guess you'd have to just not look at me." Which luckily wouldn't do anything this time. "But could you really go that long without seeing my beautiful face?" Cause he knows he had a hard time adjusting to not being able to see himself when he--When...Oh god, wait. "...I probably have a reflection again, don't I?" Why didn't he think of this before? They were just in the bathroom before their nap, he could've checked!
"Pff...Gonna tie me up, huh? Think I might like to see that. Just watch the wings, yeah?" Sorry, Spence, but you're not getting away with that one. Billy lets the kiss last for quite some time, only pulling away when he can tell Spencer's starting to get short of breath. He doesn't move far though, resting his forehead against his and pecking at his lips with a smile. "Love you, sweetie."
Spencer: "Cause then I could look at them whenever I wanted to, a-and no that's...I...I meant I'd see your 'dorky' face on your 'hot' face when I looked at you. Not that...That I wouldn't..." Of course he's going to look at you. Always paying attention to you.
The random statement causes Spencer to blink, but he nods, slowly starting to understand. "You...You would wouldn't you? You didn't have one before so...So I bet you could see yourself again!" He smiles, knowing how important that was to Billy. "Do you wanna go see?" They can make a short trip to the bathroom if he wants.
"I..." Spencer's face flushes, a decidedly non-innocent image coming to mind. "N-not like that!" Oh god, Billy...Don't make him start thinking about those things when they're both laying in bed! Spencer lets him pull away, smiling back at him and giving the small kisses back. "Love you too..."
Billy: "Uh-huh. Sure. That's totally the reason guys put pictures of people under their pillow." He grins, wiggling his eyebrows. "Still, I'm prettier now. Think you'll be better off seeing my normal face." Well. He's been assuming he's still pretty. Spencer's never said anything to make him think otherwise.
"It would make sense, right? Other people can see me so...A mirror should reflect me again too...I, um. Do you mind? I'll try not to take forever..." Maybe just grab a hand mirror and carry it around for a while... "Heh. You're the one that said it. And I really wouldn't mind. Tie me up if you want, could be fun." His grin widens and he tweaks Spencer's nose, enjoying his expression. "You're still a sweetie pie."
Spencer: "Wh-what other reason would you?" He squeaks, already thinking he knew the answer. That's...That's so not where he was going with that! "W-we'll see..." He wants to see your cute younger face, okay?
"U-um...No I don't mind, just hurry back, okay?" He'll be able to see him through the open door anyway. "I...I don't...What would I even do after I ti--" He chokes himself off, not wanting Billy to answer that. "B-bad idea, you'd just...Just end up sitting there forever." Cause Spencer wouldn't know what to do after he was tied up. Well...He knows but he doesn't think...No...Probably just kisses is all he'll get if they did that now...Later though, maybe if...If Billy ever...If they get to that part or something...Maybe...He doesn't know! "S-so are you, even if you're a teasing, toolkit." He pouts.
Billy: "Do I really need to go into that, babe?" Cause he will if he does, but he's pretty sure Spencer's knows what he's talking about. Hm. He wonders if he'd be able to tell if Spencer started putting any picture of him to use. Probably would...He's not gonna say anything though. He wants to find out for sure and Spencer's not gonna do it if he thinks he can.
"Aww, you're not coming with me?" That means he's gonna have to be itchy...Which will likely speed up his time spent staring at himself so that's probably a good thing. "So...You're saying you wouldn't do anything to take advantage of the situation? I wouldn't be able to move or do anything and you'd just leave me sitting there?" That...Doesn't mean Spencer's not attracted to him, does it?
"Who's teasing? And who's a toolkit? Sure isn't me, pouty face." He ruffles Spencer's hair and kisses away his pout, pulling himself up to go check his reflection. "You stay here if you're not coming with, hon."
Spencer: "N-no, I...I think I got it...Dumb place to keep something like that though..." He murmurs the last part, thinking about how his mom randomly came up and changed his sheets or made the bed. No way he'd keep his stuff there. "...I can, but you're just going to be right there and I don't wanna move yet..." As long as Billy's in sight it's okay.
"Fff...! W-well, I...I, um...P-probably not do nothing b-but I can't...I'm not going to say it!" Of course he'd end up doing something, it's just...Billy would be watching him and... "I-I'd probably blindfold you too though..." That way he do whatever and not have to be blushing because Billy would be watching him. Though...It's likely not going to be much.Probably a lot of staring and kissing (maybe places other than his lips b-but not there) and maybe possibly putting his hands on as much of him as he can because he's always wanted to...This might...Tying him up isn't sounding so bad now...
"You're teasing and a toolkit and I'm not a pouty face!" Yes, yes he is, or at least until Billy kissed him, now he's just blushy. "...Fine, don't turn into Narcissus!" He calls after him, waiting until he was a couple steps away before snuggling back into Billy's spot.
Billy: "Is it? Why? Seems like it'd be pretty easy access for when you wanted it." Instead of having to get up and dig it out of wherever else you'd hide something like that. "Eeeh. I guess. You're still feeling pretty tired, huh?" Maybe he needs to hit him with another dose of energy. That ought to pep him up some more.
"Not gonna say what? And a blindfold, huh? Kinky." He laughs, running a wing across the top of Spencer's head as he walks away. "Am not. And yes, you are~. And I'm not gonna turn into Narcissus! Like I could stare at myself for that long when I could be looking at you instead." Honestly, Spencer, you're silly.
Billy walks into the bathroom and takes a breath, closing his eyes as he moves in front of the mirror. Okay...Just look in the mirror. It's easy. You've done it a million times before. Ignore the slightly itchy feeling and just. Open your eyes. "...Yeah, I...I can see myself again." His mouth twitches a bit and he puts a hand to the mirror, reveling in his reflection. "Just as beautiful as always, huh? Dunno what else I was expecting."
Spencer: "C-cause Mom could find it easy, that's why...Can't do that if they're on your phone..." ...Which he just realized was probably a stupid thing to say because now Billy knows where his are...Fuck. Maybe...Maybe he won't care? He means...Rajeev knows, gave him the idea, so...So maybe it'll be sorta the same and he'll just be like, 'Ohh...Gotcha, that is way smarter'. ...Hopefully.
"A...A little. 'M okay though..." He's drowsy but alert enough now, thank you. "N-nothing! And no! Not...Not kinky, I was...I meant so you wouldn't stare at me like you always do! It's not fair!" Billy just has to look at him and he gets all flustered. No doing that if he was supposed to be tied up. Spencer pouts at the wing, swatting at it. Stupid teasing angel. Not being very angel-like either.
"W-well...Ffff, go...Go look in the mirror you dork." And stop making him blush so much, jeeze. Spencer peeks out when Billy confirms he can see himself and a small smile comes to his lips when he sees Billy's expression. "Yeah...Really beautiful..." Spencer answers, watching his guardian with a warm look.
Billy: "Ooh? You've got dirty pics on your phone? Where, uh. Where would that be again?" Cause he wants to see what sort of things gets Spencer in the mood. "Mm...We'll I'm still gonna be keeping an eye on you. I guess you're still not up to contacting Bro1 and Bro2, huh? I know they gotta be worried about you." Shanilla especially. She's probably tearing her hair out by now.
"Yeah, okay. 'Nothing'. Now why don't you tell the truth, hm?" 'Nothing.' Please. You really thought you could get away with that? "You don't like me watching you? What do you mean it's not fair?" He's just looking...He can't help it if Spencer's attractive.
"I'm not a dork anymore, you can't call me that! And I'm definitely looking..." He flicks his eyes toward the reflection of Spencer in the mirror and smiles, blowing him a kiss. "Sweet talker." Alright, enough staring, he wants to be holding. He snags a mini hand mirror out the drawer for later and speedwalks back over to the bed, sitting down and pulling Spencer into his lap. "Hey there, gorgeous. Come here often?"
Spencer: "...It's locked." You're not getting in it, Billy. He's got a passcode on that thing and he's not giving it to you. Nope. But...It was on his nightstand... His eyes flick over to it, and he sees it but hopefully it's hidden enough so Billy won't?
"Sh-Shanilla and Rajeev? I, uh...I probably should... I'm not sure I want them coming over yet though..." Not when he's still in bad condition, he'll maybe send them a text then? Sigh. Spencer reaches for his cellphone, pulling it over to him and wondering if he should risk it to open it up. "U-um...It's a...A surprise?" He says sheepishly, not wanting to say what he was thinking of because no, that's...Nuh-uh. Way embarrassing. "I-it's not that you're watching me, it's j-just...The way that you look at m-me. It's not fair." Doesn't he notice? Spencer was sure he was doing it on purpose...
"No, still a dork." Spencer blushes but reaches and catches the kiss before dragging it under the covers with him to hide. While he's under the blankets though, he kisses his palm, letting the blown kiss seem like it reached them. Of course that's when he gets pulled up and out and onto Billy's lap, his blush only getting darker as he holds his phone down between his thighs, so Billy won't try to get it. "Y-yes, I live here, you dweeb." He remarks, trying not to smile at Billy's clichĂŠ come on.
Billy: "Aw, come on! I wanna see! What kinda pictures you got on there? Anything good?" They've got to be some degree of sexy if Spencer's using them for that. He's curious!
"They don't have to. Not if you're not feeling well. Just thought you'd wanna keep 'em from spazzing any longer than they've probably already been." Spencer does remember that Shanilla's in love with him, doesn't he? It's kind of mean to keep someone worrying when it all it takes is a few sentences to put their mind at ease.
"A surprise? So that means you are gonna be tying me up at some point?" He waggles his eyebrows, grinning. You're so fun to tease, Spencer. "The way I do it? How's it not fair?" You're not making a whole lot of sense, Spencer. What're you talking about? "Nooope. Not anymore. That went away with the makeover and the training." There's no dork here. Not besides Spencer at least.
"Aww...Spencer, you're so cute." He saw that, you. And it made his heart swell. He swears he couldn't love you any less if he tried. "Oh, really? Then it looks like I picked a good place to be if I'll get to see your pretty face every day."
Spencer: "Th-they're private. I'm not...I-I mean I just look stuff up on it so...So nothing is saved...Heh." Except, yes. His favorites are saved on a private album and Billy can not see those. Nuh-uh. Not to mention he hasn't cleared his history in awhile...
"I...I know. I need to call them... I'll call Shanilla and let her know... She can tell Rajeev, or maybe he'll be nearby." He brings his phone up, holding down on the button and waiting for it to turn back on. He'd shut it off when they were calling so much before. Spencer flushes, keeping his eyes focused on his phone's power-up.
"I...I don't know...Maybe." Not right now though, maybe when they're...They're a little more...Well, further along. "C-cause you m-make me nervous and make me blush by just looking at me...Not fair." He repeats, still messing with the little device in his hand. It comes on and he types in the passcode, only for a buttload of alerts to start coming across the screen about missed messages. Whoops...They...They were that worried?
"N-no, it's still there, and I'm not! You were the one that blew it!" Don't call him out on that! He knows it was dorky. Spencer's cheeks slowly warm, turning brighter and brighter at all Billy's doing. He finally glances up, catching Billy's eyes before leaning up and kissing him on the lips quickly and then going back to messing with his phone.
Billy: "Aw. I was hoping to get a peek into your psyche. You really don't have anything saved?" He's not sure he believes you, but he doesn't have any way of checking without the passcode. Dammit, why didn't he ever phase himself into Spencer's phone when he had the chance?
"Calling's better than just sending a text, but I hope your prepared for the waterworks, babe." Cause knowing Shanilla there's gonna tears of relief all over the place. "Just a maybe? Alright, I can live with that. ...Or, uh. Well, you know." Not 'live'. Exist with that?
"Oh...Sorry? I'm not meaning to make you nervous...Maybe blush a little, since it's so cute, but never nervous." He's not sure what he can change so he's not nervous anymore though... Ah! The passcode! What'd he put in? "Wow, they're been blowing your phone up, haven't they? How long have they been tryin' to get in touch?" Dang, those tears are gonna be worse than he thought.
"Nnnno, it's not. They got rid of all of it. It took a while, but they did it. No more dork." He kind of misses it sometimes, but...It was for the best, really. He wouldn't have become as famous as he is if they hadn't. "So what if I'm the one that blew it? You're the one that caught it and brought it to your lips. It was cute as hell." He blinks a bit at the surprise kiss, but smiles and leans down to kiss his cheek. "Love you."
Spencer: "A peek into my psyche? I think there are better methods of doing it..." Not looking at what he gets off to. "Waterworks? They're...Why would there be waterworks?"
"Yes, just a maybe, don't even have anything to tie you up with anyway..." Right, that's an excuse, more like Spencer wouldn't even know how to start that off. 'Hey Billy, will you--' Oh, no...Wait. Just had an idea. A very cop-ish with handcuffs idea that he's aborting right now.
"Live? It'd still be that wouldn't it? Cause it's still a life, just your angel-life." Afterlife. R-right? "N-not a...Not a bad nervous..." More like butterflies kind of nervous but Hell if he's going to tell him that. He'll never hear the end of his Butterflies song that he sang him that one time.
"Y-yeah...I...I thought they'd give up, but...I don't remember when I turned it off though..." He just remembered hating that it would wake him up from the only time he wasn't crying, in his sleep. And even when he was awake he'd feel awful just letting it vibrate or ring so he just...Turned it off.
"I'm sure there's some dork still in you. We can dig it out if you want." That would be fun. "Well...Besides the dork that's already out, because you are a big one. A-and s-so!" He wanted to save your kiss! Don't make him blush so much over it! "...Love you too."
Billy: "Maybe, but I wanted to do it like this. It's way more fun." Way more fun. Naked things tend to be. "Uh. Because you're gonna be talking to Shanilla? And she's been worrying about you for who even knows how long? Aaaand she's kinda...You know...In love with you?" That wasn't a serious question, was it? Of course she's gonna cry.
"Bet I could find something. Just gotta look around the closet or maybe the garage." Rope or the tie from a robe would do well enough. "I...I guess...? Maybe...? Should probably use the term in public anyway if we're gonna be pretending I never died..." Knowing him he'll accidentally forget and say something dumb if he doesn't keep reminding himself.
"So...A good nervous? Anxious?" He would sing that song at the top of his lungs at all hours if he could get away with it. Butterflies~⪠Hahah. "Why would they give up? They're your friends, they care about you. One a whole lot more than the other. Giving up would be the last thing they'd do." Spencer, you don't really think so little of yourself, do you?
"...I dunno. You gonna like me still if I start rediscovering the dork? Cause there's not any out right now. You must be going crazy. And so, nothing! You're the one spazzing out over it. It was cute and I liked it."
Spencer: "Fun for you, embarrassing for me." Cause how's he supposed to look at those again knowing that Billy's seen them and knows what he uses them for? And the one's that were actually Billy... Oh, god, no. He needed to delete them. Pronto. There was only two of Billy and they weren't that bad just...Provocative, with a look on his face and smirk that just...Nooo, no, no, bad. God, what's wrong with him?
"Wh-what? I thought...You said...But I thought she only liked me?! Like...Like a little crush??" That's what he was picturing anyway. Spencer bites his lip, looking down at the phone. Oh, man...This just got a lot harder... He swallows, going to his contacts and finding her name. Oh, jeeze... "If it's bad...If it's bad I'm gonna ask her to come over, okay? And...Um...Maybe...Maybe hold off on telling her about, um. About us." Just for a little while.
"Ffff...Well. Well, as soon as you find something then I guess that we will." Knowing Billy's attention span it likely won't be done for a long time. "Yeah...And, and you've always seemed alive to me so...So it fits." You're a part of his life, Billy.
"M-more like, um...J-jittery or...Or squirmy, but. But yeah. A good kind. And I don't...Don't know. Figured they'd get fed up with it..." His other friends at his old school did. If he didn't answer texts after a while they'd just stop (usually he didn't answer because he was absorbed in a movie) and when he finally tried to come back he'd feel out of the loop and ignored. He was prepared for that, not...Not this. Not the dozens of messages left on his phone and almost a hundred calls missed.
"I...I guess you're right...A-and I will! It'll still be you, so of course. And there is dork showing! A-and I'm not spazzing! Now shoosh, I'm calling her." He presses the call buttom before he can chicken out, bringing the phone up to his ear and listening to the rings. He doesn't have to wait long. "U-um, he-ey, Shanilla..."
Billy: "Since when is porn embarrassing? It's just sexy people being sexy." He honestly doesn't understand. Why should you be embarrassed about the things you like?
"Erm. Well, I didn't, uh...Didn't actually outright say either, but...Well, I'm pretty sure she's head over heels...Just, um. Don't tell her I told you? She's gonna hate me..." And she's already gonna be upset with him for stealing the guy she's been after for forever. He doesn't need her rescinding her friendship. "Yeah, that's okay...Just until she's feeling better." Though she'll just be upset again when he does tell her...This is gonna suck.
"Yeah? Alright, sounds like a plan. Though if you're not quick you might be the one that winds up tied up instead, you know." It won't be a matter of his attention span this time. That's gotten better since he regained all of himself. It'll be more of whether or not he's too busy to go looking for it.
"...Told you you were sweet. Okay, life it is then." Though it's still gonna be bittersweet whenever he has to say it. He knows he's not actually alive. He died a long time ago. "Sssso what you're saying is...I give you butterflies?" He grins, leaning down to kiss Spencer's cheek. Too perfect.
"Nope, not these two. Got some real friends this time around, sugar." Both of them do. Even if they do like Spencer better. "I...Guess so, but...It'd be a me you never met before. Mister Spazz Attack. Heh. Whatever, call her then."
Spencer: "Since when is p-porn not embarrassing?" Oh god, you made him say it and now he's blushing. Way to go. "A-and it's not just that, it's...It's different kinds of sexy so...So some of it's not sexy to others..." Like...Some of the weird stuff he's accidentally come across before. And...Maybe...Maybe looking into some things that weren't strictly normal...Like...Like spectrophilia maybe...And, um...Other...Ghost. Things. Okay! So what if he thought it might've been really hot to be doing it with a ghost? Had nothing to do with Billy, nope. Just his, um...Love of horror mixing in?? Gah, Billy can't look at his phone!
"...She...She won't hate you. Um. But...But I won't tell her you told me. Might, um...Might not say anything unless she does..." Cause he doesn't want to embarrass her or anything... "M-me tied up? I...I, um..." Well...No! He said that so you'd argue. Don't agree! "G-guess we'll have to see, huh?" Yeah...That's not arguing.
"Okay...And...And no, don't! Don't even start with what I know you're thinking about!" No butterflies song! "I...I guess I do...And you too..." Good friends, that he was being horrible to. Spencer shoots a half-hearted glare Billy's way and then focuses on the phone call, wincing at a frantic shout from the other end. "No...No no no, I'm okay! I promise! Just fine, alright? Y-yeah I. I know...And I'm really really sorry..."
Billy: "Um. I don't know? Never thought it was...Is that weird?" He scratches at his cheek, smiling a bit at Spencer's blush. So cute. "Yeah, I know, but so what? Everybody's different. You like different things. Nothing weird about that." Billy ain't here to judge. You like what you like.
"Can't be sure of that...But, um. Don't think she's gonna mention it. Like. At all. Ever. She's had plenty of chances to do so before now and...If she hasn't already she probably never will. Not on her own." She's a lot shyer than she appears apparently. In this kind of situation at least.
"Heh...Yeah, I guess so." You're so awesome, Spencer. They're gonna have fun whenever they get around to it. "Aww, come on. Lemme sing to you. I owe you a song anyway." He didn't get to finish the last song he tried singing to him. He ran out of time.
"Mm-hmm...'S nice having friends." Billy snickers a bit, snuggling up to Spencer's side and shouting so Shanilla will hear him. "He's doing good, Nilla, promise! He's got me watching over him now, so don't worry, okay?"
Spencer: "Er...Not...Not weird I guess. Just, um...Guess you're more confident with that stuff..." Sure look like you're confident in those photos at least...Ah! Stop it! "I...I guess..." He's got some...Different stuff though...He kind of wonders what Billy's into... Should he ask? "A-and your kind of different would be?" He questions, trying to slip it in casually.
"R-really? I...I didn't...How come?" Well...He's not really one to talk here either though... "But...F-fine, as long as you don't keep singing it as a joke or anything." He wouldn't put it past him, seeing Spencer blushing and going 'I give you butterflies~' every time.
"Um.. you wanna know why only now? Because...Um...Because..." He glances over at Billy before pulling the phone away and holding the mouth piece so she can't hear them. "She wants to know why you weren't here to take care of me before. And dude, she's mad, not crying...Or, not yet anyway..." Anger comes before tears usually. "What do I say?"
Billy: "Guess so...Never really had much time for it. Coudn't keep it around the house before I was emancipated and after that I was either on a tour bus or in a hotel for a long while so..." Keeping physical copies was obviously a no go. He had a laptop though. Got plenty of use out of that.
"Me? I dunno, a buncha different stuff. Depends on what I'm in the mood for." He's a pretty broad range that differs fairly consistently depending on which gender he feels like focusing on at the moment. "Unless you wanted to know some specifics?" It's not really fair if Spencer's not gonna let him know what pushes his buttons, but he doesn't mind sharing a little.
"Cause she doesn't think you like her and she doesn't wanna mess up your friendship, I'd guess. Can't really blame her." Billy knows exactly how she feels. It's not fun. "Awesome. Gonna wait til you get off the phone, but you'd better be prepared for some killer tunage, babycakes."Â And he can't really make that promise, but he guesses he'll try to keep it in moderation.
"Oh, er. Guess I shoulda saw that coming. Um. I guess you can tell her the truth? Parts of it anyway. Like, um. I spontaneously crossed over and just now got back."
Spencer: "E-emancipated?" What did that mean? "Ah...I...I guess that's true..." How would you even find time like that? Spencer knows he'd...If there were other people in the room...Nope. Well...Besides the time Billy was sleeping in the air of his room but...But he was on the other side!
"O-oh...Um...Sure?" Specifics would be nice, yeah. "I...I understand that..." All too well... He never wanted to risk his and Billy's friendship... Spencer rolls his eyes as he looks at Billy, covering his mouth as he listens to Shanilla.
"W-well...Billy was, um...He...Oh. Y-you heard him? Yeah! Yeah, he's okay! Um...And yeah, I am too. Everyone's fine, Shanil-" Spencer winces, his tone softening. Billy's predicted waterworks had started. "I...I know and...And I'm really sorry. I just...Wasn't thinking straight and I was awful and I'm sorry. I'm really okay though, alright?" He says carefully, cupping the phone with both hands as he listens.
"He, um...Billy was...Well..." Spencer swallows, getting ready. "He had...Passed over. Like really passed over and...And I was just...I wasn't sick, I was...Was grieving, I guess... I-I know! But...But you were in India and, and I wasn't thinking by the time you got back and...I'm real--Okay okay, no apologizing but...I can't help it..."
Billy: "Mm. Legally declared as an adult so I didn't have to stay with my mom anymore. Before then I was stuck with her." And he just couldn't wait until he was eighteen. Not when she wouldn't let him sign on with his label. He was finally getting noticed and she said no. Said he'd regret it and he'd never make a name for himself...Said nobody would ever wanna hear his awful voice. He sighs a bit at the memory, squeezing his arms around Spencer's stomach. She was kind of right in the end. He did wind up dead and alone in a ditch somewhere. At least for a little while.
"Uh. Well, I dunno, off the top of my head there's crossdressing? But you probably figured that one out already." It's hard thinking of things that aren't too dirty. He's not embarrassed, but with the way Spencer's reacting it's probably a bit too early to be talking about the dirtier ones.
"Yeah, so. She's not gonna be talking on her own, I think." Billy smiles a bit sadly and kisses Spencer's temple. "See? Even Shanilla doesn't want you apologising. It's not your fault so knock it off, okay?"
Spencer: "Your...Your mom?" He can't ever remembering hearing of Billy's mom. Not from his own, or the news, or Billy himself. "Why did...Why'd you want to get away from her?" What happened?
"...Crossdressing? O-oh, I...I guess I should've realized that..." He's seen Billy crossdress enough times. "Is...Is it you dressing up that you like? Or, um...Th-the other...Other person?" He can probably guess but...But he wants to know.
"But...I...What else am I supposed to say if I can't apologize?" He asks. It was his fault. He was so weak... Billy told him not to blame himself but...How could he not? "Wh-what?" He presses his ear closer to the phone, trying to listen through her tears. "I...I told you I was...I don't--Shanilla." He waits, listening to her own explanation of how her and Rajeev have been worried sick, and that if he thought Billy was gone he should have called them because...Because she knows how close they are and how awful that must have been to go through.
"I...I was fine, okay? Billy's fine, I'm fine, a little shaken but fine, alright?" He jerks a little, her voice coming through the speaker some. "H-how would you know if I was okay or no--What do you mea--Shanilla...Shanilla...Shanilla, please! L-listen...Why don't you come over, okay? You'll see we're both fine and that'll be better right? You can hang out with us for a little while?" He glances at Billy as he says it, seeing if he was okay with it.
Billy: "She hated me, remember? Would've been glad to be rid of me if only it hadn't meant that she wouldn't have access to any money I made. Couldn't do anything about it though. I won the court case." The only thing he didn't like about it was everything he had to disclose to do so...He guesses it was lucky that Miranda covered everything up afterward.
"Mm-hmm. Skirts just feel so nice...Either is good for me though. One of these days I'm totally getting you into a dress." He grins, tweaking Spencer's nose. "You don't say anything, honey. You just let your actions speak for you and make things right like that." Trust him. Surprisingly, he knows what he's talking about. "'S fine with me. I kinda wanna see the look on her face anyhow. Heh." So don't tell her what he looks like now. It'll be a surprise!
Spencer: "O-oh, yeah...It...It was really that...That...At least you did get to get away..." Spencer leans back into Billy, cuddling down into his lap as he listens to his phone. "D-do they? I, um...That fairy one I have to wear is always really itchy..." His Christmas one. "A...A dress? N-no no no , that's um...That's all you." He hates wearing a dress, or at least the only dress he's ever worn, and that was more of a tutu.
"I...I don't know how to do that though..." He catches Billy's meaning, changing his plan to give Shanilla a heads up. "Okay, um...Then just come over when you can, and let Mom know and she'll send you up--You're coming over right now? What about Raje--Oh...No, it's okay. If he's busy with your parents, I'll just, um...I'll talk to him later...Alright, yes, we're still fine, and I'll see you in a bit? ...Bye, 'Nilla..." Spencer hangs up his phone, looking down at the homescreen with a small frown. "She was crying."
Billy: "Mm. Could've been worse." It was really leaving one abusive situation for another, but...He doesn't think he would've changed it. Not with the way things have turned out. He squeezes around Spencer's stomach and kisses the top of his head, glad he is where he is right now.
"Oh, jeeze, the tutu thing? No way, that doesn't even count. I'm talking about a real skirt. A soft one with ruffles and flounce. It swishes in just the right way and...Mmm. So very nice. And nnnooo, I'm definitely getting you in one eventually. You'd be cute. Or hot. Depends on which dress I pick. Hm." He'll have to think about that one for a while. Which would he rather see?
"You'll figure it out. I'll help you with it too, okay? You'll be fine." Billy nods, kissing Spencer's cheek while he still can. "Mm-hmm. Told you she would be. I wound up crying. There's no way she wouldn't 've too. She's on her way though, huh?"
Spencer: "I hate that it was bad though...I wish you didn't have to go through any of that." No, Billy was way too sweet to have to go through stuff like that... Spencer hugs the arms around him before turning his head up and stretching to kiss him right under his jaw.
"Y-yes, that stupid thing..." He pouts, hating that he has to wear that every year."That, um...That actually sounds nice..." It might just be the way Billy's describing it though. "Y-you pick? Shouldn't I get to pick which one if you're going to make me?" Cause who knows what Billy will stick him in.
"O-okay...And yeah, I...I guess...Wish she wouldn't though..." He doesn't want to make his friends cry... "Y-yeah, she's...She's coming over..." He glances down at yet another beep from his phone, scrolling over to his messages and opening them up, scanning as they go from extreme worry and demands to call them to the oldest messages he missed.
Billy: "Heh...You're a sweetheart. I'm okay though. And I wouldn't wanna change anything anyway. Not if it meant I wouldn't be sitting here with you right now." He tilts Spencer's head up just that little bit more and places a careful kiss to his lips. "Love you, Spence." A lot. A lot a lot. He means that with everything he has.
"It is nice. Especially when it's hot out. Get a nice breeze going? Feels awesome." Though depending on how short the skirt is it's a bit dangerous too. Accidental flashing is a real problem. "You wanna? That works too. You can go through the closet and pick whichever you like. Think you'll want the ones nearer the back though if you want ones closer to your size."Â He doesn't care if Spencer wants to pick instead. He'd still be in a dress in the end.
"Yeah...She's gotta get it out of her system though. Crying's pretty cathartic...How many messages you got on there anyway?" He's still a bit curious if Spencer read any of the ones he'd sent during the week he was being ignored.
Spencer: "I'm not...I just...I want you to be happy..." He owed it to him to make him as happy as he could now. Spencer flushes at the kiss, smiling shyly up at him afterwards. "..Love you too." Really loves you and is just so happy you're okay.
"A...A breeze between your legs though." How does that not feel strange? "I, um...I don't...Do...Do I have to?" Does he really have to wear a dress Billy? Can't they just pretend he did? Though...If it is such a turn on for Billy maybe...Maybe it could be fun? To see his reaction anyway... "You have some that would fit me?" Really?
"I guess...And, um...Around eighty, I think? I don't know for sure..." He opened some and just didn't read them so... And yes, he has read them, all right after Billy left and he's never felt more like the biggest ass in the world. How could he've ignored all of that? All that he'd said...How many times he apologized and didn't need to...
Billy: "You are so. And I am happy. Really, really happy. Promise I am." Though he'd be happiest if he could get Spencer healthy again. But they're working on it, so he's not gonna let it depress him any.
"Heh. Cutie." Look at you blushing from such a simple kiss. Adorable. "Yeeep. Feels good." Speeencerrrr, don't do that, you'll make him feel guilty! "...No, you don't have to. But I do have at least a few things in your size. They were some of my favourites from when I was younger and I couldn't make myself get rid of them even after I outgrew 'em." There were too many memories attached to them, both good and bad. "Phweeew. That's a lot. They must've been texting non-stop."
Spencer: "G-good, cause...Cause you know if you weren't I...I wouldn't have stopped l-loving on you til you were..." He says quietly, embarrassed but wanting to tease him a little.
"We'll...We'll see..." He might, especially if they were Billy's favorites...Though he finds it hard to believe Billy was ever close to the same size as him.
"Yeah...I think a good chunk of them are from Rajeev telling this story though...See?" He scrolls down, the date of the text back towards the beginning while they were still in India. It was a long message about all the dates he went on apparently, and how far he got in each of them. Spencer frowns, not sure if he should believe it.
Billy: "...Damn, I shoulda lied." He sighs, dropping his chin onto Spencer's head. "Is it too late to take it back?" He wants that loving. "Mmkay...You still don't have to. But we can look anyway." And hopefully Spencer won't notice that a good majority of the clothes from back then were for someone much shorter than he is.
"Oh, lord. Jeevster's telling tall tales again, huh? We oughta start calling him the Fibster instead. Who's he think he's fooling?" As if he'd ever seriously try to go after someone that wasn't Lolo. And even if he had? Definitely wouldn't have been successful.
Spencer: "Mm...No...I don't think so." Spencer turns in Billy's lap, sitting sideways and laying his phone on the bed. His arms come up around the angel's neck and he cuddles up into him, wanting to be loved on just as much.
"Okay...But later, when Shanilla won't show up and see me." Cause only Billy can see it if they're really going to do that. "Eh...Let him have his fun, it doesn't really hurt anything." He's just wanting to show off. Spencer pulls Billy down lower, kissing his cheek.
Billy: "Then I think I'm definitely in need of some loving." He nods, squeezing Spencer close and kissing at his jaw. "Aw, you don't want her to see how gorgeous you're gonna look in a dress? Heh. Alright, we can keep it between us. Though I may have to demand pictures." His phone always needs more photos of Spencer. And if they're pics of him in a dress? Even better. He's gotta remember to go get it from the studio later. "Well. Not right now, I guess. Might mess things up in the long run though."
Spencer: "Okay, don't mind doing that." He wants to return some of the affection Billy's been giving him. "No, no she doesn't need to see me in a dress, and no pictures!" Speaking of...He reaches over to his phone, clicking the lock button. Almost forgot about those pictures Billy was wanting to see.
"How will it do that?" Spencer has to pull Billy down for another kiss, so instead of doing that, he shifts around again, getting up on his knees and straddling Billy's lap like he'd done in the bathtub. There. Now he could wrap his arms around him and lean into him and kiss him however he wanted.
Billy: "Well, good. Commence to loving then, cutie pie. Heh." He kisses him again, nuzzling along his ear. "Bet she'd like it. And c'mon, why no pictures?? I need evidence for later! I won't show anybody, promise!" Aw, damn. He nearly forgot about that. He's gonna get a hold of that phone sooner or later, Spencer. He can just guess at the passcode. Maybe. Hm.
"You really think anybody's gonna believe anything he tells him if he keeps up with all these stories? It'll be like the Boy Who Cried Wolf." He blinks a bit at the change in position, trying to take it at face value and not think any untoward thoughts. Nope, can't do that. Shanilla's coming over. "You comfy, sugar? You look comfy."
Spencer: "I am." He snuggles up into Billy, holding him tight against him and kissing his cheek. Yes, much better way to sit to love on him. He lets one of his arms hang down behind the angel's back, brushing against the feathers on a wing.
"No...No, she wouldn't, and no pictures cause it's embarrassing!" Billy would have blackmail on him. "I think they already don't, so it's not going to make much difference." Not really. Spencer smiles happily, kissing at Billy's face again. "Mm-hmm...I like being like this..." Lets him be close to Billy.
Billy: "Mmm. So you are." Billy hums, pressing his wing up so Spencer can reach it better. Yes, more wing petting, please. That's always really nice. "Sure, she would! We'll ask her when she gets here!" He's pretty sure she will. Even if she does get too embarrassed to answer positively it'll be obvious she does by her reaction.
"But Spencerrrrr! Don't you wanna see proof of how beautiful you are? Huh? I really wouldn't let anybody else see." You really think he'd stoop so low as to blackmail? Rude, Spencer. Rude. Like he needs to do that to get what he wants anyway. Hmmph. "Eh...I dunno, we'll see what happens, I guess." He shrugs, squeezing around Spencer's waist and laughing a little. "Yeah, I like it too. Puts you right up in my personal space."
Spencer: Spencer laughs quietly and obediently pets at his wing, running his fingers through the soft feathers and rubbing them. "N-no. No asking! She can't know, nuh-uh." No telling Shanilla! "That...That's not what you'll have it for! You'll be looking at it and saying stuff that embarrasses me!" Plus he wouldn't be beautiful, probably look really awful in a dress.
"I guess, yeah..." Spencer makes a small grunting noise, the squeeze on his waist making his own thighs tighten against Billy. He...He still doesn't get why he keeps reacting to that... He knows he did in the bath too but...Why? Why does it feel good? "D-don't say it like that." Spencer stutters, cheeks blushing a bright red.
Billy: "Mmph⼠Don't laugh, it feels good." His happy, little, 'Spencer's petting meâĽ' noises have started again and he poofs up his feathers, letting them tangle in Spencer's fingers.
"Aww, fine. Our little secret then. And that's totally what I'd have it for! What else? I'd be able to see you whenever I wanted." Not that he isn't gonna be able to see him whenever he wants anyway, but still. It'd be in a dress and that would be beautiful.
"...I. Should probably stop touching there. You make such wonderful noises, but...Shanilla's coming..." Unfortunately. Why's he gotta find the ero zone at the worst possible time? Not even fair. "Oh? How should I say it then? You are in my personal space. And I do like it."
Spencer: "It's cute though, I've got to laugh." He smiles at the sounds coming from his angel, his fingers running lazily through the feathers and twirling them around them. He's careful not to pull on any of them, but does scritch at the wing a little. "You see me anyway so nope. No pictures of me in a dress."
Spencer's blush spreads up to his ears and he nods. "Y-yeah, um...That...That might have to...To wait..." For how long he doesn't know but definitely not when Shanilla is going to be here in a few minutes. "You...You coulda just said you like having me close..." Something that sounded a little more innocent that 'puts you right up in my personal space'.
Billy: "Nuh-uh, is not . 'S nothing worth laughing over. Ah...Y-yeah, do. Do that again. MnnhâĽ" One day he's going to find somewhere on you that he can gain the same, not necessarily sexual, response out of and then you'll see. You'll understand what it feels like.
"Don't get to see you in a dress. It's different! Pleeeeeease? Just one picture?" Of each different dress he might happen to wear? "Mm-hmm...'S okay though. Got all the time in the world." Quite literally. It's nice knowing he's never gonna be without Spencer again. "Maybe. But it's not just you being close, it's how you're sitting."
Spencer: "...I think it is..." He says, smiling. The noises were getting a little close to causing a problem for him but he keeps mentally chanting that they weren't like what they sounded like. The wing petting just felt nice. Spencer listens to him, scraping his nails gently against the skin below the feathers, his thumb stroking at one of the short little tufty feathers.
"...It...It depends how I look..." Cause if he looks stupid it's a definite no. "Y-yeah...Whenever we're, um...We're ready..." Which may be sooner than he was thinking because, jeeze. "I-I'm just...It's just sitting!" He flushes, "What's so different about me sitting like this?" Except he really does kind of know. It was a lot more...Intimate than sitting with his back to him...
Billy: "Mmnh...F-fine, but then that means I get to laugh when I think you're being cute too." Which will likely be often. But now he has permission for it so there. "A-ahh...Well, I guess that means I'll be getting a picture then. Cause you're gonna look amazing." He hums, nuzzling up against Spencer's neck and carefully kissing at his pulse point.
"Ready when you are, honey. Take your time though, okay?" He doesn't want to rush him any. "Not just sitting. If it were the other way around you wouldn't say that." If Billy were the one straddling Spencer and pressed up against his chest.
Spencer: "Mm-hmm, sure whatever you say." No, you won't, cause Spencer will pout until you don't laugh. "N-no, you won't...T-trust me..." Oh god...Billyyy...Spencer squirms, resettling himself and trying not let the small whine that was in his throat out. He curls his fingers in the feathers, gripping them lightly as he tries to fight down his blush. "O-okay, a-and I...I hadn't really...I didn't think of it like that..." He would be dying of embarrassment most likely, doesn't mean he's going to move though, nope. They'll just...They can think of it as not like that, right?
Billy: "I will. You just watch. You're cute pretty much always, the time will come soon." And pouting won't work. He'll just kiss it away. "Will so. Trust me. You're gorgeous, remember?" And he's gonna keep telling you so until it sinks in. "Mmnh...I'm so glad you like my wings so muchâĽ" So very, very glad. He hopes he gets to keep these once they have to make their way back up to their personal Heaven. "I figured as much. 'S fine. I still like it. You're close and you're warm and I'm not letting you go. Mm-mm."
Spencer: "G-guess I just got to work to be not cute...But you think everything I do is, so it's not fair." Not fair at all, Billy. "I...I asked you to trust me first, can't do that." He doesn't want to say outright that he knows he's not gorgeous, mostly because he knows what Billy will say and...And he knows the rockstar loves him no matter what though so...So he doesn't really need to worry about it so much. Right?
"I love them...They're really soft and fluffy and fun to mess with..." It was nice. Spencer carefully goes over the top of the wing, reaching to the inside downy feathers like he had before. He knows how they affect Billy though so he keeps his touches as light as he can, just wanting to feel the softest part of the wing. "G-good...Well, at least not until Shanilla gets here..." Then he's going to move, but for now he presses up closer, giving his own kisses to Billy's neck like he'd done to him.
Billy: "Don't you dare. And I said pretty much always, so no, not everything is cute. Some stuff is hot." So there. Totally fair. "I do trust you, but your self image is way too low. I know that's how you see yourself, but...We're gonna work on changing that, okay?" He doesn't know what he has to do to bring about that change, but he's gonna keep trying.
"Mmm. Still glad. They're much better than the halo." Stupid, glowy halo...It's probably gonna be really irritating at night. He shivers a bit at the gentle touches, wings fluttering and trying to push closer to get more of them. "Oh...Right, we're. We're not telling her yet, right?" That's gonna be hard...
Spencer: "Y-yeah, right...Only thing hot is my stupid blushing." He blinks and then adds quickly. "And that's cause of the temperature!" Not...Not because it looks hot. "...I guess...Don't think it's low though..." Just realistic. "I like your halo." It's adorable. Plus it made Billy have this golden hue to his features that was really pretty... Spencer keeps up the gentle petting, smiling at the angel's reaction to them. "No...Not yet, I don't think..."
Billy: "Heh. Not just cause of the temperature. Sexy Spencey. That's still a thing." A very true thing. He's sexually attracted to you, Spencer. For real. "It is. You thinking you're anything less than beautiful is too low." In Billy's eyes at least. Which he's going to find some way to let you see through.
"You like everything, huh?" You're not gonna let him get away with hating anything about his new features, are you? Hm. Turnabout is fair play he supposes. "'S probably a good idea, I guess. Don't want to heap double to sadness onto her right now. Later though, yeah?" They're not gonna hide their relationship forever, right?
Spencer: "Sh-shut up, that better not become some nickname." Cause he will stuff a sock in your mouth, making him flustered like this. "Th-that's too high!" Start off easy with him here. "Yeah...I. I do. You look good as an angel." Breathtaking when he's caught off guard.
"Yeah...When it's all settled down? Or at least a little...I don't want to hurt her more than she already is..." No, Spencer's not going to hide it. Would be impossible anyway since his mom probably already knows and will be telling his dad and of course Jessica will hear and...Sigh. Well...At least they won't have to say anything then. It'll be all open for them.
Billy: "It might! Cause it's way true. You're sexy. Cross my heart." Nooo, no putting a sock in his mouth! That's gross! Don't be gross, Spencer! "Nooope. It's not. I guess if you wanna start with baby steps though...Then first we'll get you thinking you're cute." He nods, kissing Spencer's neck again. That's a good first goal.
"Well, thank you for thinking so, sweetheart. You just look good always." And will be even more amazing when he gains that weight back. He can only get more attractive. "Mmm...That hopefully won't take too long. She might get mad if we put if off for longer than we need to."
Spencer: "Fff...I'm not--How am I sexy??" Okay, there. Billy won't be able to answer and then it'll drop. And yes, yes a sock, or a gag or something. "F-fine...We'll just...We'll see." You're making this some sort of project aren't you, Billy?
The kiss makes Spencer blush, fingers twirling through feathers to distract himself. "Y-you're welcome...And, um...Thank you...You look good always too you know..." Human, ghost, and angel. Spencer leans forward, pressing a kiss to his cheek before resting his head on Billy's shoulder. "Yeah...Just...Maybe the next time we see her?"
Billy: "How are you not? If you really want me to go into detail I will, but you know you're gonna be blushing when I do, right? It's your decision if you wanna be beet red by the time Shanilla gets here." Cause he's got several things in mind he can mention and he knows they'll make him sputter at the very least.
"You'll see. I already know." Of course it's a project. He's your guardian angel, something like this should be part and parcel. "Mmnh⼠Sweet talker. Thank you. 'S different coming from you, you know." He sighs contentedly, laying his own head atop Spencer's and nuzzling. "Next time after this time, you mean? Yeah, that'd probably be better."
Spencer: Ah...That means he probably does have stuff to say...Damn it. "N-no, that's," He swallows, "That's okay. Don't say it." Nuh-uh. He would like to not die of embarrassment please. Cause if Billy's warning him about what he'll say then it's probably pretty, um...Pretty strong stuff for him.
"Y-yeah, okay...I'll see then..." Though he's not sure it'll be what Billy's hoping for. "Different? Different how?" He asks, curious. A smile tugs at his lips at Billy's nuzzling and he hugs him a little closer, legs tightening some. "Yeah, then...So she has time to--" The sound of the elevator doors closing catches his attention, the lift heading back down from someone clicking the button.
Billy: "Mm-hmm. That's what I thought." He grins, leaning down some to kiss Spencer's nose. "Yup. Just a matter of time. Just. A matter. Of time." How much time, he doesn't know, but it will happen. It has to.
"Cause I know you mean it. Not like a fan would, but...Seriously. It carries a different meaning when it's just some random fan." They don't care the same way. They can have other people they'll say that about. Spencer won't.
"Oop...Looks like she's here. I, uh. I guess this means I have to let go now, huh?" He sighs, a bit reluctant, but gives him one last kiss before unlooping his arms so he can move.
Spencer: "Hush." He pouts, the nose kiss only making it more pronounced. The teen shakes his head, turning it to that he could kiss Billy's neck. "Of course I mean it and...And I guess I understand that...I think they probably still mean it though...It's hard to, um...To think you're not attractive..." Really hard. He kind of wants to really be running his hands all over you and kissing you right now...But he can't.
Spencer glances at the elevator, guessing he still had at least a minute before the thing made it back up. After Billy's kiss he sits up, pressing his own lips to Billy's and leaving them there, his nails lightly scritching at a wing as he presses into the angel's warm body. It lasts for as long as he can dare himself to then he pulls away, sliding off Billy to the side and moving up to lean against he headboard, waiting for the elevator to arrive.
Billy: "Naaah. Don't wanna." He's tired of hushing. He's gone over a week without being able to talk to you like this and he's not ready to give it up yet. "Yeah, but it's...It's still not the same. It means more when you say it." A lot more.
He blinks in surprise at the sudden and very dangerous kiss, trying not to press himself closer and make it even more so. "S-somebody's gotten daring..." He settles back on his end of the bed, wings shifting, and takes a breath to get himself looking more nonchalant. He's fine. No kissing going on in here. Don't be silly. Shanilla, you're interrupting at a very bad time, wow.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Well, then talk about less embarrassing stuff." Jeeze Billy. "Th-then I guess I can say it a little more if it means so much to you..." He won't really mind.
Spencer settles after the heated kiss, messing with his blankets and trying to get the blush off his face before the doors opened. "...We won't be able to kiss for a little while..." is his explanation. The ding of the elevator makes him look up, fidgeting as the doors open. Here goes...
"Spencer!" Shanilla calls, running hurriedly out of the lift and to his bedside. She pulls him into a hug right away, tears pricking at her eyes but keeping them down well enough. "Oh, Spencer...I--We were so worried about you..." After a moment she pulls back, holding him by his shoulders and looking the brunet over carefully. There was a gauntness to his cheeks, it seeming so much thinner than before, and from the hug she could feel how thin he'd gotten. Her eyes start to well up again but she holds them back, just pulling the boy back into her arms. "Why didn't you just call us? We could've helped..." She asks sadly, far too upset to be embarrassed by her own boldness. Spencer was hurt...
Spencer accepts the hugs, as awkward as they feel after having found out she likes him. But he understands they're just worried ones and holds her back, trying to calm his friend down. "Hey, hey. It's alright...You don't need to cry, okay? Look, I'm fine." He pulls back at this, rubbing her upper arms with his hands soothingly and getting her to look at him, a smile on his face. This only causes her to flush, Shanilla mentally telling her stupid crush feelings to go away, she didn't need to deal with /those/ too right now.
Billy: "Yeah, hi to you too, Nils." Billy laughs, trying to bring the mood back up. "He really is fine. A little skinny, maybe, but that's easily fixed. 100% angel guaranteed, he's not gonna keel over on us. Which I am now, by the way. You probably can't tell. I don't think anyone else can see the wings. Spencer's mom couldn't anyway so I'm assuming that goes for everybody? I dunno." He shrugs, leaning back on his hands and crossing his legs.
Shanilla: "Oh! Billy!" She pulls herself out of the daze Spencer put her in, turning and looking up toward the ceiling. When she didn't see him right away she frowned, eyes traveling down until they landed on the angel sitting on Spencer's bed. Her eyes widen, jaw dropping as she takes in his appearance.
"...B-Billy? Is that..." Is it really him? Her shock keeps her from really responding, her gaze traveling all over the oldest male and trying to understand. "What...Why...I thought...Why are you ali--Do you look like that?" No, she can't see the wings, or the halo and now she's even more confused, sitting up higher on spot next to Spencer and leaning a little closer... "What...What's going on?"
Billy: He grins when she looks up, wiggling his fingers in a wave as her gaze finally lands on him. "In the flesh. Heh. Literally." This is as fun as he thought it would be. "Close your mouth before you accidentally swallow a bug, Nilla, c'mon." He reaches over to press her jaw back up, laughing again. "And you were gonna ask why I was alive, yeah? Well, I'm not. Still dead. Just not ghosty anymore. Can we say angel? I think we can~, haha."
Spencer/Shanilla: The warm touch to her chin is what really knocks her senses back into her, finally understanding that Billy was here and he was...Was...It was like he was alive again. "In...In the flesh? Dead? What...Why...Angel??"
Spencer can't helping laughing, covering his mouth to stop it when she looks over at him. "S-sorry, it's just...Your face..." It's making him giggle. "Shanilla? I, um...I told you, Billy...Crossed over right? Well, um...He came back but..." Green eyes glance over to Billy, looking over his boyfriend and taking in his heavenly features before turning back to her. "Well...He came back as my...As my Guardian Angel..." God, that sounds so corny. But it's true.
"Your...Angel?" So...So that's what he meant by wings? "But...Then...Why can we see him? I thought...Aren't Guardian Angels supposed to be invisible??"
Billy: "Pfff. Shanilla, seriously. Is a angel more unbelievable than a ghost?" Ahh, Spencey laughter. Music to his ears. He scoots a bit closer to tickle under his arm so he can hear it again. "Back for good as the best Guardian Angel known to man. Heh." Not that there's probably a lot that are known. Not by name at least.
"Hell if I know, but who wants to be invisible anyway? Totally sucky power." He's way tired of being invisible. Time to let at least part of the world know he still exists. "The only thing still invisible's the wings and dumb, glowy halo. And I am more than okay with that." He flaps them a bit, curious if she'll be able to feel it.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Yes, because...Because you just...You really went up there?" Her voice lowers almost conspiringly. Spencer starts laughing when Billy goes to tickle him, squirming away from the angel and closer to Shanilla, something she didn't mind at all.
"But...Is...Can I see you just because of my bracelet? Or...Or can everyone? Won't they ask why you're 'back from the dead'?" How were they going to keep this from becoming world wide news? Has Spencer's mom seen him yet? She didn't say anything...
"...You have a halo too?" She asks in slight amusement, looking the top of his head. "What's it for--Whoa..." She blinks, looking back at Spencer's window to see if it opened, where'd that wind come from?
Billy: "Oh. Heaven, you mean? Yeah, I was wandering up there for a little bit. Didn't really explore or anything. Had to get home, you know?" She should understand what he means best since she's aware of his feelings.
"Spencerrr, hold still while I'm trying to tickle you!" Honestly. Rude. "Ev-er-y-one. Heh. You can take that thing off if you wanna. And, uh. Well, we were gonna ask you about that actually. You feel up to forging some documents for me? Gonna be putting on a false identity and I'm gonna need 'em." Enrolling in their school is gonna be pretty hard without them. And Spencer'll have to go back pretty soon so he wants to be prepared.
"Yes, shut up." He grins when she looks away and does it again, letting the end of a wing brush along her shoulder. "And I dunno, all it's done so far is glow. And then the weird feely thingy when Spencer touched it, but I don't think that counts."
Spencer/Shanilla: "...Yeah, I know." All too well. She glances between the two, a noise of surprise needing to be suppressed when Spencer leans into her, trying to stay out of Billy's reach.
"I'm not gonna hold still so you can tickle me! Go tickle yourself!" Spencer says, laughing as he scoots away from his boyfriend. Nope, no playing or touching or anything, sorry Billy.
Spencer looks at Shanilla when Billy asks her the question, blinking and then leaning back sheepishly when he realizes how close he was and why she was blushing. He really needed to pay more attention to how he acted around her, he knows how bad it felt when Billy got so close and got his hopes up only for him to be depressed later. So he scoots back towards Billy a little, patting a spot on the bed where she wouldn't be half hanging off.
Shanilla glances down at the bracelet, nodding but not making a move to take it off. "A new identity? I...I guess that's probably your best option...Yes, I can do it. What kind of documents are you wanting?" She means like a high school diploma, or a driver's license...Actually, Rajeev told her about his driving. He probably needs to retake that test anyway.
How close Spencer is when he turns to look at her, makes her cheeks blossom, unable to lean back before him because of how she was balanced on the edge of the bed. He pulls away almost immediately though, causing a bit of disappointment on her end. She moves to the spot he pats though, able to sit easier with the two boys on the bed.
"Pfft. That's cute." She says, giggling. A halo? Okay, that air current was definitely not coming from the window, aaaand something touched her arm...She jerks back to look at Billy, seeing that grin on his face and knowing it was him. "What are you doing? And what do you mean feely thingy?"
Billy: "Yeah, so...Didn't really see much. Ditched off as soon as I could." He'd mention their personal area, but...That would involved telling her that Spencer's a part of it and...He doesn't especially think that's a good idea right now.
"I can't! Tickling doesn't work like that! It's literally impossible! So you're just gonna have to quit squirming!" He snickers and throws a wing between them so Spencer can't see where his hands are headed.
"Just the usual stuff. Birth certificate, social security card, stuff like that. Whatever else you need to enroll in a school." He's not going to want a diploma since that would interfere with his plan of going to school with them, but he hasn't thought about a driver's license. He's gonna be flying around everywhere anyway, right?
"No, it is not cute. I mean, I guess I could use it as a night light or something, but I don't need one constantly, c'mon." He's not that big of a wuss. "Ohhh, nothing. Just stretching the wings a little. Gotta exercise 'em, you know. And I mean feeling thingy! It was like. Like a rush of good feelings?? Spencer could describe it better, he's the one it happened to. I just got the echo."
Spencer/Shanilla: "What was it like though? Did it look like earth?" Or was it like in the movies? All white and ongoing forever? "And you ditched? Can you do that?" It was kind of confusing...Ditching Heaven?
"What?! No, Billy, stop!" Not able to see where his hands are to dodge it, he ends up in another fit of laughter, trying to pull himself away. He ends up resorting to hiding under his blankets, curling in a ball and hoping it'll be too thick for Billy to get to him. "Stoooop, or I'll tickle you back!" Or put Shanilla between them. You can't stretch your arms around her to reach him then, not being ghosty and all.
"It's cute." Spencer agrees, peeking out of the top of his blankets. "Looks like the halos on the angels for Christmas ornaments...And it, um...It felt like a jolt of happiness? Like...Every good feeling you can think of going through you like an electric shock...I kinda want to touch it again now..." He wonders if Shanilla will be able to feel if it he guides her hand? "And he's showing off. Oh, no...Wait. Preening. Because oh, god, you gotta see when I pet his feathers. He acts like a cat getting its ears scratched or something." It's adorable.
"Sure, I can get you those no problem...And...What do you mean? You're going to enroll? What do you want your age to be then?" Cause he could enroll as a senior but...She's thinking he'll want to be there longer than that. "Preening?" She raises an eyebrow, looking at Billy. "Petting him?" She blinks at that. Well...She guesses she would be tempted to touch angel wings too if she could see them.
Billy: "Eh...Well, it depended on where I was? If I was in a memory it looked like Earth, but...Some places kinda looked like office buildings?? Like. I dunno, you'd see what you expected to see? And apparently you can cause I totally did. I wasn't done with training, but I don't even care. We'll figure it out later." He shrugs, grinning wider, but backing down. For now.
"Aw, fine. Party pooper. Angel can't even tickle his charge around here, wow." He sticks out his tongue a bit petulantly, gently plopping his wing on top of his head. "Both of you? Really? Shanilla can't even see it! Quit ganging up on me! And you know you can touch me whenever, but it was pretty strong, wasn't it?" Does he really wanna do something that causes that much pleasure with another person in the room?
"Oh my god, I'm not preening! I'm just flapping them a little, c'mon! You're the one that can see them, don't lie to the poor girl!" Really, Spencer, you're gonna wind up embarrassing him. His emotional range isn't the same as you're used to. "And it's not my fault it feels good! They're sensitive!" It's entirely Spencer's fault with his grabby hands. He bets it wouldn't feel the same if someone else was touching them.
"That was the plan! And, uh. Well, I was just gonna go with nineteen, but what's the youngest age you think I could pass as?" He wants his chances of being in their grade and their class to waaaay up. "No preening. I don't preen. I'm not a bird. Or a cat. Nope. Mm-mm. He's exaggerating."
Spencer/Shanilla: "That's...Really confusing..." She's not sure what you mean, but can kind of guess? "You weren't finished with training and left? How do you know what you're supposed to do? The rules?" Was he just guessing?
"Nope, no you can't. Tickling is off limits." He laughs at the wing on his head, reaching up and tickling at the feathers to get Billy to move it. "We're not ganging up on you! And I don't know...Yeah? But, um...Yeah, I should maybe wait til I'm, uh...More up to it." Yeah, that's it.
"You are! Don't deny it." He knows Billy's just proud of his wings, and with good reason. Spencer loves them, and he just wants to tease a little bit. "Yeah I know. But it doesn't change the fact of how you react to it." It's really cute and he just wants to show someone else. Though...He might want to wait for a better time. And he does not have grabby hands!
Shanilla laughs at their bickering, imaging that Billy probably would be one to preen. "I don't know...I think I believe him. And, um...Maybe seventeen if you're lucky...And then you could say you failed a year or were held back? So...You could possibly get in the sophomore grade?" She doesn't look so sure when she says it, not sure Ponzi would go with a story like that. "Do you happen to speak any foreign languages? If so, I can make you a transfer and it would make more sense, or you were studying abroad?" That would likely work better.
Billy: "Yeeeeah, it's pretty confusing. It's Heaven. It's weird and confusing." He shrugs, not all that concerned with it. "I don't! Heh. Some stuff I just know. Like, um. Instinctively, you know? But if it was really important they'd have gone over it on the first day. So it's their own fault for taking so long when Spencer needed me here." As far as he's concerned all the blame lies with them.
"Tickling is so not off li--Ah! S-Spencerrrr, cut it out!" He squirms, pulling his wing away and trying not to laugh. No fair at all! "You so are! Two against one is definitely ganging up on me!" Seriously, what else would you describe it as? "I'm not!" He isn't! Not right now! He was just flapping them a little, come on!
"That's not the point!" He whines, pulling his wings in front of his face. Stop embarrassing him already, he doesn't wanna be blushing in front of Shanilla! "You're gonna believe him over me? They're my wings!" He doesn't know what else he was expecting, really. Given the choice Shanilla always chooses Spencer.
"Seventeen works though. We can, uh. We can say I was home schooled and I needed to go back a year to make sure I was all caught up? And, um. I speak bits and pieces of the languages of all the countries I've visited if we need to use that for anything?"
Spencer/Shanilla: "I would bet so..." She's still having a hard time believing this but...It must be true. "I...I guess...And it's not like they couldn't find you whenever they want so...Yeah..." If it's really important, a place like Heaven would be able to do something as easy as track one of their own angels down, right?
Spencer laughs, acting like he was going to reach for the wing again. "What's not off limits?" Cause if you tickle him, he'll tickle you back! "Are not! We're just stating fact." He teases, but starts to lighten up when Billy hides behind his wings like that. "Billy...Come on, no hiding. I'm sorry." He doesn't sound too sorry though, distracted by how cute Billy was being.
'Hiding? Does he mean behind his hands?' Shanilla watches, a little confused when Spencer seems to gently pat as empty air. 'Oh...His..His wings okay...So he's hiding behind them...' That's...Really different, Billy normally wouldn't hide away because of something like that...Almost like he was embarrassed... "Fine...I don't think you're preening now but I bet you definitely do." When he gets the chance to. "That could work, yes. We could say you were traveling with your family and were being homeschooled as you moved around?"
Billy: "And you'd win that bet. I got so lost, wow." It sucked. It sucked a lot. "Uh. I guess they could, yeah..." He hadn't thought about that...He'd better be sure not to do anything that might be considered against Heavenly rules. If, uh. If he can figure out what those are. Hm.
"Nothing. Not a thing. Everything has suddenly been declared off limits. Damn. Now what are we supposed to do?" He jokes half-heartedly, trying not to press his wings into Spencer's touch. He's not successful at all.
"Dumb facts. That have no basis on anything. Mm-mm." Still, he pulls one of them back a little, peeking out at him with a small pout. "...Maybe. Occasionally. If I feel like it." That still doesn't make him a bird. Not at all.
"That works with me! And I need to get matched up with the American school system again. Okay, so we're going with that? You can make the paperwork we need to do that?"
Spencer/Shanilla: "Yeah, I would think so...Do you even know if telling me is against the rules?" She asks a little worried. She didn't want to be the cause of what put Spencer in that state again, even indirectly.
"Not suddenly. Tickling has always been a no-go." Don't be so dramatic Billy, Spencer's going to love on you again as soon as Shanilla's gone. Spencer smiles at the wing pressed up into his hand, taking a chance and petting at it like he'd been doing before. "Uh-huh, sure." Spencer leans around the wing, smiling at Billy as he peeks out. "Hi." Aw, Billy...He wants to kiss you really bad right now..
"See? No reason to get huffed up then." Billy, you know they're right, at least partially. "Yeah um...That...That would be it I think. And probably some childhood photos to authenticate it. Do you have any old school photos?" She could probably doctor them a little so they didn't look exactly like Billy Joe Cobra's old photos.
Billy: "Nope! Don't even know if I was supposed to tell Spencer. Don't care though. You already know I'm dead and you can see me anyway. So it's probably not a big deal." Yeah, there was no way he was going without Spencer. Or his friends. He'd just be a big ball of depression otherwise. He couldn't do it.
"Aww, fine. Tickling's a no go. You just have the cutest laugh! How else am I supposed to hear it?" You haven't been laughing very much recently. He misses it.
"...Hi." How's he supposed to stay mad when you're smiling and petting at him like that? You're no fair, Spencer. He's not gonna get all coo-y. Mm-mm. Shanilla's here and--Ah...Dammit, that feels really good...Mmph... "'M not huffed up. I'm, mmnh...B-bit to the left, ah..." Crap. Absolutely not fair at all.
"Um. Yeah, I've got some pictures...They're, uh. Either in Auntie's albums somewhere or, um. Maybe in one of the boxes in the garage?" If Shanilla needs them to get him into school then of course he can't keep them hidden, but...This is gonna suck so bad though...
Spencer/Shanilla: "'Probably'..." Shanilla says quietly, still a bit on the worried side. They haven't come for him yet though so...So hopefully it means something.
"Um...I don't know...Tell a joke maybe?" Or just keep being this cute, oh my god. Spencer laughs softly, obediently moving his rubbing to the left. "That feel good?" He asks with mirth, looking over at Shanilla. See? He told you.
Shanilla hides a smile behind her hand, nodding at Spencer. She sees it. It's actually kind of adorable, like he's a big kitten. They were just playing with each other, happy to see each other again, nothing weird going on, nope. And Billy was always talking about his 'brotĂŠgĂŠ' like that so...Everything's completely fine. "Okay, then we'll just go grab them before I have to go then." She says, trying to keep the cheery smile on her face.
Billy: "Yeah? Haven't had any problems. You and Spence are the only ones that know about the angel thing anyway." It's still going to be a secret to the rest of the world. Nobody's toes are gonna be stepped on.
"Pff. What kinda joke? A priest, a rabbi, and a monk walked into a bar?" He hums, feathers poofing up in content. "Mmngh. Yesss, that feels good." You're just lucky he was wanting you to be laughing or he'd take offense at that chuckle, mister. "Y-yeah, sure. We can do that. Think Spence wanted to see them anyway..."
Spencer/Shanilla: "That's...Probably good then...Who else are you going to tell?" Is Rajeev in on this? Or he'll have to be if Billy's going to school with them...Gosh that's going to cause a riot. Will Billy even still be able to hang out with them once he's zoomed up to top of the popularity polls?
"I've heard that one but I forgot how it went so sure." Spencer grins, wanting to hear it. The teen combs his fingers through the soft feathers, closing them so that he could pull them gently to slide between the digits. He's never going to get tired of doing this, Billy. "Yeah, I was wanting to see them. I want to know what Billy looked like when he was younger." He glances over at Shanilla, noticing the look on her face. "...You okay, 'Nilla?"
"H-huh? Yeah! I, um...This is just...Different. I'm trying to take it in is all...Heh."
Billy: "Your blood bro. Since he already knows about the whole shuffled off the mortal coil thing. But that's it. Nobody else needs to know." And nobody else is even going to know who he is for real except for family. As far as the rest of the word is concerned, he's just gonna be...Um. Billy Cohen? Yeah. That works.
"Okay, ahh...Well, first I...I think you're gonna have to stop distracting me with...Mmnh...With all this petting..." He can't think! It just feels ssssoooo good... "Told you they were nothing special. Dunno why you're getting your hopes up."
Billy glances over at her, frowning a bit. "You sure? If you're not feeling good I could maybe see about fixing it?" He's not sure if it'll work on someone that's not Spencer, but it's worth a shot. ...Wait, that was out of character, wasn't it? "Orrr are you just taken in by all my gorgeous beauty? Heh." There we go. Much better.
Spencer/Shanilla: "I figured that...But...You're not going to try and go full out rock star again?" He was just going try to keep things as close to as how they were before? Shanilla watches Spencer's 'petting' to the open air, wondering why he was so into messing with the wings. Did they really feel that cool to touch?
"Mmm...I dunno, I think you can still tell it." He doesn't want to. Sorry, Billy, but now he's pulling a wing over and into his lap, stroking and messing with it with both of his hands. "No, I think they are. You're not going to convince me to not see them." Mm-mm, he wants to see little baby Billy~ Or teen Billy or whatever he finds. "Oh yeah, it's definitely the gorgeous beauty, she just can't stand it." Spencer says sarcastically, trying to deflate that bit of ego input so Shanilla didn't take it serious.
"N-no, um...I mean...I'm fine! Just...Sorting things out. And no...Sorry, Billy. I'm used to your looks." She can't see the added angel features either, so to her he just seems like how he was when he was famous and on TV and stuff, though being in person does add a little bit to it... He was actually probably more attractive in person...But she wasn't interested in Billy like that, it only made it harder because he was harder competition.
Billy: "Oh, uh...No, I. I can't do that. Gotta do my guardian duties and stuff. And I couldn't take Spencer with me if I had to go on tour since he's got school. So I'm just. Gonna go civilian." He shrugs, trying to come across as nonchalant. He doesn't want to mention the connection and the itch just yet. Not to Spencer and definitely not to Shanilla. She'd take it the wrong way, he's sure.
"S-seriously?? Ah...Spencerrrr, come on...!" This is so embarrassing, why are you doing this to him? "Mmnph...F-fine, uh...A priest, a rabbi, and a monk walk into a bar. The, um. Mnh...The bartender says 'What is this, a joke?' Hhh...Th-there. Joke told." He tells the shortest version of it he knows to hopefully keep Spencer from prolonging this extrememly unfair almost torture. Oh god, that feels so good. Are you wanting him to climb into your lap and cling? Cause that's what he's going to be doing if this keeps up.
"Wh-whatever, you're the one that's gonna be disappointed here." He scrunches up his nose, blowing a raspberry. Totally normal stuff going on here today. Mm-hmm. "Yeah, I know. It's a gift and a curse. Got the whole world loving on my face." He winks, pointing a pistol finger in Shanilla's direction. "Aww, what do you mean, you're used to them? I don't make you swoon anymore?"
Spencer/Shanilla: "So...When he's out of school then? And I guess being his guardian...Does that mean you always have to be around him?" Like...No exceptions? Cause that's so not fair. Not at all. How's she supposed to ever have a chance if it's pretty much already decided that they'll be together for the remainder of Spencer's life?
Spencer starts out laughing as Billy tries to tell the joke but pretty soon his cheeks start turning pink, another image of him making Billy talk while they're doing something else to get those noises comes to mind...Ah, no no no! Not with Shanilla right there! His petting gets lighter, not wanting to make it obvious but trying so that Billy won't be making quite as many of those noises. "U-um...I don't...I didn't get it?" Probably because he was focusing on other things... "I...I won't be..." Nope. He catches on, trying to bring back the normalcy with sticking his tongue out too. "B-Billy!" Don't do that to Shanilla!
Shanilla just rolls her eyes, smiling a bit and really trying to not focus on that blush on Spencer's face or what it could mean. Nope. Blocking it out. "...Who said you ever did make me swoon?" Okay...Maybe when she was younger but every girl had a crush on Billy at some point. Plus she was young. Doesn't count at all.
Billy: "Uh. If he wants to come along, I guess? I dunno, I'd have to come up with a new stage name and...People would probably recognise me? Somehow that seems like it would against those rules you were talking about earlier." No, for now he's fine with just being normal. Maybe like. Way later on? Spencer would obviously have to come with him. But then he wouldn't be able to be a director if he was following him around so...Maybe not.
"And, um. Well, I don't absolutely have to, I guess...I can, um. I can tell when he's hurt and stuff so it's not a necessity." Not really. It would just. Feel really, really bad. "A-aw, come on! Mmn...I'm not t-telling it again, ask Shanilla!" Nope, nope nope. Augh, why can't he just make himself pull his wing away?
...Wait, is he blushing? Heh. At least he's gotten a little bit of revenge it seems. "Yeeeeah, you will." He already told you what to expect, Spencer. Braces and over all dorkiness. It's bad, remember? "Whaaaat? She knows I'm messing around! And you've totally had to have swooned at least once! Everyone does! It's like. A law!"
Spencer/Shanilla: "I wouldn't mind touring with you if that's what you want to do." Billy you should know that. "You could always go as a Cobra impersonator...And no but...I do want him around so it doesn't matter." Spencer shrugs. He does want him around, always.
"O-oh, I...I guess you're right..." Spencer would want Billy with him wouldn't he? Sigh... "You can tell when he's hurt though? Is...Is that an angel thing then?" To tell if their charge was alright? "Ah, um...I...I only know the one with a minister instead of a monk...And they're trying to convert a bear?" She really doesn't want to tell that one though...It'll probably be embarrassing.
"Aw, come on! Pleeeaase?" Spencer gives her the pleading look he usually only reserved for his parents, wanting to hear it cause he's never heard that version of it before. "Aaaand no I won't."
"Um..." Darn it, Spencer! She looks over at Billy trying to get some help. "A-and it is not a law. I bet Spencer's never swooned!" She says confidently. He was too clueless to have.
Billy: "Cause you're a giant sweetheart, god." He pretends to huff, reaching over to ruffle Spencer's hair. "Heh. But, nah, I'm cool. Been wanting to get back into school anyway. Oughta be fun." Right? He'll get to hang around same as before only he'll be visible this time.
"Yeah, I'm thinking it's an angel thing. Couldn't do it before, so it must be." Angely business. There's really no other explanation. "Nnh...Y-yeah, Shanilla, go for it! Mmm. I dunno if I know this one." A bear?? How do you convert a bear? That must be funny. "And yes, you will! Do you not remember what I told you or what?" Spencer's not starting to experience memory loss now, is he? Selective memory loss, perhaps?
"Yeeeeah, it's totally a law. And that would be where you are wrong, Miss Priss!" Spencer's totally swooned before. He's just that good.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Not a sweetheart." Spencer sticks his tongue out at him, nudging his wing the tiniest bit. Watch the petnames. "You seemed like you knew a lot so it probably will be fun for you." That and Billy will instantly be popular no doubt. Money and good looks are the key things to have and Billy's got an abundance of both. Spencer's blush gets a little darker, and his petting lighter, just barely ruffling the feathers so...So that a problem doesn't come up. The wing might hide it from his and Billy's eyes but not Shanilla's.
Okay, okay just ignore them and think of the joke then. Yep, so not an awkward one, just say it and ignore that sweetheart thing... "U-um, well, it starts off that a priest, a rabbi, and a minister all walk into a bar. They, um...They start talking about how easy it was to preach to people, and one of them goes on to say how a real challenge would be to convert a bear. One thing led to another and they decided to do an experiment. They would all go out into the woods, find a bear, preach to it, and attempt to convert it. Seven days later, they would get together to discuss the experience.
"Well...When the seven days had passed they met up again and the preacher, who has his arm in a sling, is on crutches, and has various bandages, goes first. 'Well,' he says, 'I went into the woods to find a bear. And when I found him I began to read to him from the Catechism. Well, that bear wanted nothing to do with me and began to slap me around. So I quickly grabbed my holy water, sprinkled him and he became as gentle a lamb. The bishop is coming out next week to give him first communion and confirmation.'" Shanilla looks a bit sheepish, her voice quiet as Spencer tries to lean in more to hear better.Â
"Then, um...The minister spoke next. He was in a wheelchair, with an arm and both legs in casts, and an IV drip. In his best fire and brimstone oratory he claimed, 'I went out and found a bear. And then I began to read to my bear from the Bible. But that bear wanted nothing to do with me. So I grabbed him and we began to wrestle. We wrestled down one hill, up another and down another until we came to a creek. So I quickly DUNKED and BAPTIZED the bear! And just like the Father said, he became as gentle as a lamb.'" Shanilla fidgets at the weird look she got for trying to imitate the voice, Spencer waving her on with a smile when she seems to stop. "Uh...And then...
"They both looked down at the Rabbi, who was lying in a hospital bed. He was in a body cast and traction with IV's and monitors running in and out of him. He was in very bad shape.Â
After a few minutes of silent reflection, the rabbi said, 'Looking back on it, circumcision may not have been the best way to start.' Heh..." Oh gosh...That was a horrible joke--
Spencer had blanked for a second but when he got it, he started laughing holding his hand out for Shanilla to high-five. "I bet, ouch. I would have put him in the hospital too if I was the bear. Nice joke though."
"A-ah, um...Th-thank you?" She says, smiling and high fiving back. "What?? Are you sure? I thought Spencer only swooned over zombies..." She says teasingly, trying to make a joke of it cause...No no no, can't be true!
"Yes, I remember, do you not remember what I said?" That it would be cute. "W-what? I don't swoon over zombies!" Yet no denial to swooning over Billy.
Billy: "Yeeeeah, okay. Whatever you say." Oh. Right. Better watch those. Not in front of Shanilla. "I know enough! I did pretty good when I was still actually in it the first time so I don't think I'll have any problems!" He's smart enough to know that his last sentence was grammatically incorrect even if he does choose to ignore it completely.
"Are...Are you done with that yet or what?" Cause seriously, this is still embarrassing as hell. Billy listens to the joke with a raised eyebrow, where's she going with this? ...Oh. Ssss. He can't help wincing at the punchline, crossing his legs. "Oh, ouch. Funny, yeah. But still. Obviously I wasn't old enough to remember my own bris, but come on. Poor bear." That. Was probably way too much information about what he's got in his pants. Hm. Oh, well.
"Pfff. Yeah, I'm pretty sure. Not too sure about the zombies though. You do love the undead, broski. Like. A lot." Which technically also includes Billy. So it's definitely true. "...Yeah, I remember. It's still not true."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Darn right, whatever I say." He pokes Billy in the nose, smiling to show he was joking. "I know, you'll do good dude. I remember how you were beasting it up in class." Giving all those answers that they stole...Yeah, maybe not a good thing to bring up.
"Um...No?" But...He'll just hold it though. Yep, cause he still wants to be holding onto a part of Billy and an invisible, soft wing sounds good. Spencer's eyes widen at Billy's response to joke, unable to help glancing down. "You..? O-oh, yeah, um...Jewish. Okay..." Forgot about that for a moment. Gooonna push past it though...Well... "D-does it--...Ah, nevermind!" Damn it, he has questions now and can't ask with Shanilla in the room. Speaking of...He glances over at her, seeing how she took the TMI.
Shanilla's face is red, now knowing probably way too much about what the boys have in their underwear. Cause whether he realized it or not, the way Spencer reacted kind of suggested he was the other way... Gah, no! Don't think about that! "Y-yeah, um...Poor bear..." She doesn't actually think the rabbi in the joke had the chance to really do it but...Still. "You're, um...You're Jewish?" She...Never knew that...How could she not have known that? Her thing was celebrities and following them...Or at least it was just a little while back...
"Wh-wha--You guys make it sound like I have a fetish or something! They're just cool!" Not...He's...He doesn't swoon over zombies!
Billy: "Pfff. Sure thing, little bro. You're the one in charge here." He grins, snapping at Spencer's finger with his teeth. "Well, yeah. A lot of that stuff was junk I learnt on the road though. That wasn't anything from freshman year." He kind of hopes he can remember that stuff. He wasn't actually in class all that often with the way his homelife was going.
"SIGH. Okay, keep hold of it then. Totally don't even care." He doesn't really. Not if he's gonna stop petting like that. "Mm-hmm. Jewish. ...Does it what?" Hurt? He just said he doesn't remember it. He was a baby. Come on now, Spence. "Uh-huh. Hebrew. You know Billy's a stagename, right?" Or does she? It was in that encylopedia so it wasn't really a secret or anything. "Yeah, okay. Cool. I getcha."
Spencer/Shanilla: "...Why does it sound like you're just humoring me?" Spencer jerks his finger back, yelping. "H-hey! No biting! Bad angel!" He bops him on the forehead, snorting. Ha, now who sounds in charge?
"Yeah? But it'll come back right? And if it doesn't then I get to tutor you this time." That outta be fun. Being Billy's teacher. He doubts he'll get to though, Billy is really smart. "Mm-hmm, know you don't." Cause he knows you like him touching your wings, so don't even. "A-and nothing! Not, um...Not important." He wasn't going to ask if it hurt, just...If...It, um...Well...It was embarrassing so nope.
Shanilla laughs at Spencer's antics, glad to see he was doing better even if he was acting a little more goofy than usual. 'He must be in a good mood...' "Well...I knew you had a Hebrew name but...I wasn't sure if, um...You identified that way? Everything on you just says your 'of descent' not that you are..." Made it seem like he was named after a grandfather or something like that.Â
"Y-yes, cool!" He pouts, knowing Billy was just saying it and not actually believing him.
Billy: "Because I am. Heh." He pretends to pout at the barely there bump and he returns the favour with the wing Spencer's not holding. "Awesome angel, thank you very much! And what if I wanna bite you, huh? What then?" And this is probably another thing he should've kept to himself. Billy's not very good at this subtle thing.
"Probably. A lot of other stuff has been. I just need like. A reminder? Before it settles again. So I guess I just need to get there first before it comes back." He probably won't need any help. But that won't stop him from taking it anyway. Flirting technique number one, baby. "Nope. Not at all. So there." He sticks out his tongue again and blows another raspberry.
"Okay...? Not sure I believe that. Wanna try again?" What is it? He's curious. Shanilla doesn't care, right? It's a sciencey thing. She's into that. "Yeah, well...Image is everything in the business." He shrugs, making himself look nonchalant. Manager business isn't something he's up for discussing with Shanilla. "Whateeeever you say."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Uh-huh..." Spencer crosses his arms, narrowing his eyes at him. We'll see about that. The returned boop to the forehead has Spencer swatting away Billy's wing, trying not to laugh, but then his eyes widen and cheeks turn a dark shade of pink. "I, um..." He glances at Shanilla, trying to figure out what to say to get out of that. "I-I'd have to say that you're a...Um...A rabid angel then and we'd bring that, er...Old plan back up so you can't get bitey." He tries to joke but at the same time implying the use of the tying-Billy-up-and-blindfolding-him plan. With a muzzle now.
"Might be it...We'll just have to see, huh?" And if not...Billy could you know...Always drop down to his grade. No qualms there. "Um...No? I'm good. No questions here. Totally you know, um...Your business. And I'm sure Shanilla doesn't want to, um...Talk about that." Science or not, she's still a girl and they're still guys. No need to make her feel way uncomfortable (or him really).
"U-um...Am I...Am I missing something?" What is going on? Why...That almost sounded like... But Spencer...A-and... "N-no, um...I'm really okay with not discussing your, um...Th-that..." She nearly squeaks out, not looking at either of them. Nooo, she didn't need to know this. And you know what? She's going to give in as soon as she gets home. Fold and go onto her blog and then there'll be this big rumour going around reinforced by her 'evidence' that BJC is circumcised and no, she didn't need to fall back into the celebrity blogging rumor mill stuff!
"Oh, they...Your, um...People didn't want you affiliated with a religion then? I guess it makes sense... Especially since it's a Jewish background...N-no offense! It's, um...I saying from the broad public view! Any religion is okay with me, or non religion...Sorry." Oh, gosh...Think before you talk, Shanilla!
Billy: "Rabid? Excuse you, I'm not--...Oh. Well. If you're gonna put it that way." There's going to be so much biting in the future. Yes. "Guess so! If we can actually get me enrolled. But with Nilla Wafer's skills it shouldn't be too hard." She's good. Very good. It ought to be a cinch.
"Okay...? I guess we can put it on the backburner then...Sorry Nils, didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. But, uh. Nah. You're not missing anything. Just, uh. Just an injoke, that's all. Not even that funny." Because it's actually really hot instead. Very. Very hot. "Pff. Cool it, Shanilla. I get it. That's exactly the reason, yeah. I wasn't very religious in the first place anyway."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Yes, rabid." Spencer's laughs at Billy's undignified look, well, at least until it shifts to that look and then Spencer's trying not to blush again. Darn, stupid images in his head going to give him away.
"Th-thanks, Billy..." She smiles a little at that, even though she's starting to worry about the 'inside joke' going on between those two. "It's alright." She smiles meekly, trying to keep the topic of the conversation out of her head. No need to think about that.
"If you say so...A-and, um...Yeah, ridiculous world-views. It's awful that they even have to do that." People are so closed minded and it really bugs her. "It still must have been hard...It's part of your culture too, isn't it?" Like her Indian culture? Religion came with it.
Billy: "Booooo. I'm not rabid. I don't even know if I can get rabies." Not anymore. Do illnesses affect angels? "Sure thing. Shoulda spoke up earlier, woulda shut my trap much sooner." He's not actually the jerk his image would make him seem. He really needs to work on being comfortable enough to drop it around other people besides Spencer. Shanilla's his friend, right? She'd probably appreciate it. "Mm...I. I guess so...Just didn't get to celebrate Channakuh anymore, really. Christmas was pretty cool too though."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Probably not...But maybe there's angel rabies or something. Makes guardians wanna go after their charges... Hey! That would make a good fi--Ah..." His expression deflates, looking closer to how it was before Billy came back than it had in awhile. Film...He...It would make a good film, but...It might be bigger than something he could do.
"No, no you were okay. Means, um...You think I'm close enough to be comfortable to talk about stuff like that." And it was actually kind of endearing in a round about sort of way. Even though she was a girl, Billy was trying to include her in on what would usually be something guys just talked about with each other.
"Yeah? Well, I...I'm sure Rajeev and me and Spencer would want to have a Ch-Channakuh? With you this year if you want...?" She looks over to Spencer, to try and see if he'd agree to it but the look on his face has her worry turning to him. "Spencer? What's wrong?"
Billy: "Angel rabies? Well. Maybe, but I know I sure don't have it." He certainly doesn't want to 'go after' him. Not like that. ...Oh. Oh, Spencer, no... "Sweetie...Don't you even dare make that face. If you wanna make it into a movie then we will. And it'll be great, okay? Better than great! You hear me?" He scoots a bit closer and wraps his wings around him, not going to let him get back into this mood.
"Well, aren't you? You're still our friend." ...Isn't she? He's still kind of iffy on that front. She's definitely Spencer's friend at least. "You would? That, um. That might be pretty cool actually...Only if you want to though. It's eight days long, you might get bored with it."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Yeah, I know..." He's a little too melancholy now to keep up the joking. "Yeah..." Maybe...Maybe he'll write the idea down, bits of a script and give it to a director who could do it. He'd do that later though, right now he needed to put up a good front.
"Y-yeah, okay...After my break? We can maybe do it then..." Spencer nuzzles into the wings around him, being careful to make sure it didn't look weird to Shanilla. "And who are you calling sweetie, soul sucker? I'm fine." Soul-sucker because that's what the angels would basically be. Wanting to suck the soul of their charge through a 'bite' almost like a vampire, or maybe energy sucking? It could have a seductive lure on it, even...And the gore on would be it pretty high-level too...Maybe even the main character could have his angel chained up? Being pulled to walk behind them and always trying to seduce them to let him/her out when it had the chance and wasn't being defensive over it's charge getting in fights...
Damn it. Why...Why can't he just be able to do it and get it all shot out? And he knows if he passes it off to another director they'll butcher his image on it...But...But he can't do it...It wouldn't come out good that way either...
"Uh...Spencer? Why...What's wrong?" She looks up to Billy for the answer, Spencer looking too deep in thought to answer. "O-of course! I just...I wasn't sure how close you considered me..." They hardly hung out together, not without Spencer as the 'middle of the sandwich' as Rajeev once told her. "Oh no! I'd love to! Different cultures are always interesting, I promise I won't get bored!"
Billy: "...Yeah, alright. After your break. And it's still gonna be amazing." Dammit...He can't watch him like this and not do anything...Just his wings isn't gonna be enough...But Shanilla's still between them...Maybe...Maybe they can both so something then? "Calling you a sweetie, sweetie." He bites at his lip, but prods at Shanilla's shoulder to get her attention, gesturing over to Spencer and making a hugging motion with his arms. He needs a hug. And when she moves over to give it he can join in.
"Friends. Both of you. Even if your bro's kinda...Well, you know. He's your brother." Rajeev...Eugh... And the hanging out without Spencer thing still isn't going to happen any. Especially not now. But they can still have fun, right? "Well, alright then. I guess we're doing Channakuh this year. I'll have to get you guys presents."
Spencer/Shanilla: 'Break? Why's Spencer on a break? Is it because he's still not up to it then?' Shanilla's confused and worried, so of course when Billy points over for her to hug him she does. Reaches out and wrapping her arms around his shoulders (and ignoring a small blush as she does). "It's alright, whatever's wrong you don't need to be feeling bad like this, okay?" She's just going to ignore the sweetie comment for now, thinking it may be some way Billy thinks'll cheer Spencer up.
Spencer looks up in surprise at the hug, taking a second before he returns it. "Yeah, I...I know. I'm alright though, guys. Really. And...And Hanukkah? No...It was, um...Chuw-naka? That'll be fun, yeah. You'll have to tell us the rules so we can get presents for you too..." It'll be different and possibly a lot more fun than the family Wrightmas.
"Yes, I know. He's...Well, he's Rajeev..."
Billy: Billy smiles a bit when she listens, scooting the rest of the way over to make it a group hug. "You don't especially look it right now...But you're gonna be. I will angel power you right back into being okay again, you got it?" So he'd better at least try to cheer back up if he doesn't want him using more angel mojo on him.
"Nnnno. Hhhhhannakuh. Hhhhh." He makes the guttural, throaty H sound, shaking his head. Spencer's not really that good at pronouncing things that aren't English, is he? "You were closer the first time. But if you really want to we can make a thing of it, sure. We'll have to find a menorah...Not sure where you can get those, but...Well, that's what the internet's for, right?"
Spencer/Shanilla: "...Got it." Spencer smiles at the group hug, reaching his arms so he could get to both of them. Spencer was pouting at the fact he was the one being called out on bad pronunctiation, but then Billy's making that gruff noise in his Hebrew accent and that just clears up any pouty feelings. Jeez, he swears that deep voice gives him goosebumps. "Hhhhhoooaannaka..." He purposely messes it up this time, wanting Billy to repeat the noise again. "...What's a menorah?" Okay...That came out sounding Mexican will a rolling 'r'. Totally Billy's fault for speaking it so much.
Shanilla blinks at Billy's strong pronunciation too, but is a little too focused on how close she is to Spencer to really ask any questions on his heritage right now. "A menorah is the, um...The candle-stick type thing. It holds nine candles? I think the eight on the sides are for the eight days aren't they?" She asks unsurely.
Billy: "Okay, you know what? You did that on purpose. I know you did that on purpose. Because there's no one in the world who ever pronounces Channakuh that badly. No one. Not even toddlers. So I think you're just trying to get me to say Channakuh again. Cause you like the way I sound when I say Channakuh." He's grins, repeating it that many times on purpose. He's completely onto him. "Ding ding ding~! Yeah, it's for the candles. You light one for each night of Channakuh." No, he's not gonna stop doing that any time soon.
Spencer/Shanilla: "O-okay! Yes, I did it on purpose, jeez!" Don't embarrass him by calling it out like that! Though he does appreciate the repetition...But not to tease him! Spencer pushes half-heartedly at Billy's shoulder with a huff and a pink blush on his cheeks. Dumb boyfriend, he felt like a kid caught with his hand in a cookie jar now. "But...There's nine? What's the last one for if there's only eight days?"
Shanilla laughs, even as she tries to avoid looking at Spencer's embarrassed huff. "You do say it really cool, though. Why don't you ever talk with that accent?" Even as a girl who's not interested, she can recognize how attractive his voice sounded like that. Though...Maybe he shouldn't because what if that's why Spencer wanted him to repeat it...? No...No way. He probably just thought it was cool sounding...Right?
Billy: "Mm-hmm. I knew it. I sound hot." And there's that preening Spencer wouldn't stop mentioning earlier. He really can't help it sometimes. But he's seriously still not a bird. "It's for lighting the other candles with. You can't light them with each other." He nods, shrugging at Shanilla's question. "It's not my actual accent for one. And I just remembered that I even knew Yiddish at all pretty recently, wouldn't 've been able to use it before." Can't speak in something you don't remember you know how to do after all.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Who...Who said it was that?" He can play dumb here, and also pinch at Billy's wing a little because dude, so not being subtle! Most unsubtle, preening, birdman he's ever met. "Oh...Wait. No, that doesn't make sense because then how do you light the first candle then anyway? And that's what a lighter or a match does!"
"It's tradition I think..." Shanilla says with a small smile, the confused look on the brunet's face was cute but he was being a teeny bit thickheaded right now...It was weird not having Billy be that way actually... He was the one normally asking the obvious questions... "So it's just when you speak the language then? And what do you mean you just now remembered??" How do you forget you speak a whole other language? That sounded a bit more like the Billy she knew at least...
Billy: "Nobody had to say it was th--Oww! Spencerrrr! What're you pinching me for?? Those are sensitive, come on!" He whines, pulling the abused wing up to rub where it was pinched. You should know that already with how often you're rubbing and touching on 'em!
"Tradition, yeah. You can light the middle candle with a lighter or a match, but all the other ones and any other candle you might need lit during Channakuh can only be lit with that one. It's forbidden, I think? Hell if I can remember why though." It's been years since he's properly celebrated, if it was ever explained to him he doesn't remember. "Just then, yeah. If you're gonna use another language you wanna get the accent right otherwise what's the point? And, uh...Well...Ghostiness kinda...Messed with my brain? Heh..."
Spencer/Shanilla: "I didn't pinch you that hard! I know they're sensitive!" That's why he barely pinched you. He feels a little guilty though, and reaches up after the wing, wanting to rub it for him.
"Oh...That makes more sense then...Who lights the candles? Is it just whoever wakes up first or what?" He smiles a little at hearing Billy saying 'Chanakuh' again, but keeps it to himself.
Shanilla jolts a little in surprise at the pinch and outburst that followed, wondering herself why Spencer did that out of the blue. He should be used to Billy's comments like that more than anybody. "I guess you're right...Wait...It...What do you mean?"
Billy: "Hard enough..." He pouts a bit, but lets Spencer rub at it, the other plopping down ontop of his head. "Um. Well, I used to. But that was because I was the youngest back then. I guess, uh. I guess you guys can trade off?" They're all around the same age and the children usually do the lighting. So unless Jessica gets involved they can take turns with it.
"Course I'm right. Who's the one that traveled around the world and speaks parts of multiple languages again? Oh, right, that's me." He snickers, joking more than anything. "Um. Exactly what it sounds like? I, erm. I'd lost a lot of myself..."
Spencer/Shanilla: "I'm sorry..." He smiles at Billy's pout though, letting the wing rest on his head too even though it made it hard to see. "It's the youngest then? Um...We could see who's birthday was the latest I guess?" Would that work?
Shanilla makes an unamused face at first before it cracks into a loose smile. "Uh huh..." How silly of her to forget. "I...I was wondering why you were acting so different now...That was because you were a ghost? Does that mean you were only partially here? Or was it a fading of memories over time? Could it mean you were just slowly passing over and forming as an angel the whole time? How'd you le--Um...Excuse me." She says shyly, realizing she was getting very close to a ramble.
Billy: "Hmm...Fine. You're forgiven." He can't help smiling back, glad to see he's in better spirits again, and ruffling at Spencer's hair with his wing.
"You could, I guess. I think in houses with more than one kid they switched off? But I dunno. Luckily I didn't have any siblings." Luckily for any other potential children that would've had to suffer through living there. "Heh. Seriously though, you got a lot of flack for speaking a language without the right accent. It's better to sound more genuine if you don't wanna get lynched for being American." That happened more than a few times when he was first starting out. It wasn't pleasant.
"U-uh...I think maybe the second one...? I'm not, uh. Not sure about anything else...It got a lot worse when, uh. When I didn't have any reminders around." He shrugs again, rubbing at his shoulder. This is kind of awkward... "N-nah, you're fine. Just curious."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Better be..." He jokes, rubbing at Billy's wing in a sort of massage. "Well...If we're going to switch off anyway then you can light too. It'll be even that way, anyway." Each of them will get to light a candle twice. "Pff, real lucky, you see what I have to go through with Jess."
"And what I do with Rajeev." Shanilla adds. "Oh I know, trust me. If my papa--My dad, wasn't so insistent on us keeping up on our culture we'd be lynched for sure all those times we go back." Well, maybe not lynched but if you act like a tourist you were pretty much asking to get scammed. It was the same when they came back to the United States too, had to get back to seeming American so cab drivers didn't think they could get away with overcharging. "Oh no, it was, um...I was thinking out loud...But, um...Why...What do you mean you lost reminders?" What were his reminders?
Spencer flinches a little when he hears where the conversation's going. The teen looks down at his lap, struggling for a moment before he looks back up. "I, uh...Billy...He...He left cause...We got in a fight and...I..." He swallows, trying to think of the best way to say it. "I said some mean stuff and t-took the, um...The necklace off and...And Billy..." He chokes off, the lump in his throat coming back. Shanilla caught what he was meaning though.
"You didn't have anyone to keep you here..." She says it almost to herself, quiet, but Spencer hears and nods his head, face hidden. "O-oh, I...I'm sorry...! Spencer..." She panics, hands hovering uselessly over him, not sure what to do.
Billy: "Yeeeeah, you are. Can't stay mad at you anyway. 's like. Physically impossible." He's just way too adorable. He doesn't know how anyone can ever be mean to him at all. "Sure, I guess so. Might as well if I'm gonna be telling people I'm seventeen again." He laughs, shaking his head. He's lost two whole years.
"Oh, uh. Yeah, right. That too. Sibling rivalry and all that..." He thinks it would've been nice though...If they were in a better family. "Oh yeah, your trips to India, right? How'd that go, by the way? Have fun?" He's curious. It's nice to be able to be interested in other people's affairs just for the sake of being interested again.
"Um. Just. Anything that could remind me of who I was or...Or, uh...Oh, no...Spence, don't--...Don't do that. Not again..." He winces, wrapping his arms and wings back around him and rubbing down his spine. "I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere. I promise. I literally can not go anywhere. Not without you being close. So you don't need to be upset again..."
Spencer/Shanilla: "'S not physically impossible, you're just a big softy." That's all Billy really was. Trying to act like a big-shot rock star who doesn't care but Spencer knows. "Pff, yeah I guess so, huh? Heh...You won't be a legal adult now." You're in the same boat as him~ But Billy will still be old enough to get him into R-rated movies without having to sneak in too. Nice.
"'That too'? That's not what you were talking about?" Shanilla...You really need to stop asking so many questions... Even if she really doesn't know how personal they are until it's too late. "U-um..." She blinks in surprise, not expecting that question from Billy. "Good? I mean it was good! Really fun like always. Rajeev got punched by an elephant with its trunk, I have a video of it too." That was her prized blackmail now.
A-ah! Oh, no! What does she do?? She didn't mean...Oh, Spencer no... She didn't know he was that bad off... It...It was almost like he was in depression...Or coming out of it anyway. Which...He very may well be... Oh, why wasn't she around for him? And this fight must have been awful to get them mad enough not to speak to each other... She should've been here to help...
"I...I'm sorry..." Spencer sniffles, embarrassed and sad and...And he just felt awful. It was even more awful making Billy worry again though, so he tries to pull out of it, wiping at his eyes and sitting himself up a little straighter. "...I know...I know, it just...When I remember..." He takes a deep breath, focusing on the warm arms around him and the soft wings wrapping him up. Billy was here, he was happy. Or he will be as soon as Spencer stops being like this.
Billy: "Jeeze, Spence, tell the whole world, why don't you?" He pretends to huff, ruffling his hair again. "Aw, no, I won't be. No more legally buying cigarettes and porn." Neither of which are things he's ever done, but still. "Guess it's a good thing though. No getting arrested for--Uh..." Kissing and loving on Spencer in public. "Stuff. Yeah..." That's. Not going to work at all, wow. What's he even thinking?
"Er. Just. N-nothing important...?" He's got to learn how to keep his mouth shut. This is ridiculous. "Pffff. Idiot. I so wanna see that later." It's not really blackmail if Shanilla goes around telling people about it though. Silly girl. "Yeah, I know...And you're not supposed to be apologising, remember? Cut that out. It's still not your fault. Say it. It's not your fault." He want to hear it. He's not letting go until he does.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Heh...Sorry." Spencer smiles tremuluously, trying to get his spirits back. "You--You don't even buy those anyway!" Or...Does he? Either way Spencer's blushing and shoving at Billy's shoulder a little. "Getting arrested for what?" He asks curiously, Shanilla listening in too. What could he possibly be getting arrested for?
"Sure, it's at home saved on my computer right now though. I'll send you a copy." She says happily, and it was more blackmail for Lolo or any other girl Rajeev ever got with, if he did ever get with a girl. "O-kay?" 'Nothing important'? What did that mean? Did he just not want to tell her or was it embarrassing? Shanilla looks over at Spencer at Billy's words, watching worriedly as he nods.
"I...I remember, I just..." Spencer takes a breath, not even bothering to try and get free. "It was my fault though. You know that..."
Billy: "Oh, well. I guess I'll forgive you. Since I like you so much." He tweaks Spencer's nose, smiling again. "Heh. No, I don't. Not that I even need to, but still." Porn is free if you know where to look. And he doesn't smoke. Anymore.
"Erm. A recent development that is technically illegal with my actual age...?" C'mon, Spencer, don't make him say it with Shanilla right there. "Okay, cool! My phone still works so just text or email it to me." Rajeev being dumb is always worth a watch.
"Y-yeah...It's, uh...No big deal. Nothing you need to worry about. Definitely nothing important at all." Billy shakes his head, rubbing a wing along Spencer's back. "It was not. Not your fault. Don't blame you. Not ever. And you need to say that it wasn't. Come on." Don't make him tickle you into submission.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Oh, gee, thanks." Spencer pokes him, shaking his head a little. "And you won't need to right? You're not going to start smoking again are you?" Spencer makes a small face at that, thinking about having to deal with that cigarette smell. Yeah, Billy had some really hot-looking pictures of him smoking but...It was all aesthetic wasn't it? And he's so not getting into the porn thing. Nope. He was already having to deal with Billy wanting to see his own stash on his phone, no need to remind him. "O-oh...Um, yeah, that...It's, um...Yeah." Spencer scratches his cheek, just giving Shanilla a sheepish look when she looks at him questioningly.
"Alright...No problem." She still looks confused but she's careful on saying anything else after upsetting Spencer like that. "...Are you sure? It seems like it's something to worry about..." You guys are really confusing her, and she's not sure what's okay to ask about. But...She wants to make sure they're both okay though...
"You might not blame me but it was. It was definitely my fault. I...I shouldn't have ignored you..." Not ever.
Billy: "Mm-hmm. I'm just that charitable." He grins, shaking his head at Spencer's question. "No, I won't need to. Smoking sucked. Totally messed with my voice and made my throat all itchy and burny. But it 'looked cool' so...Eh. Had to do what I had to do." Luckily this new body doesn't seem to have the same nictotine craving he'd had before.
"Right. So. No getting arrested for that." Eheh...This could turn out bad... "It's, um...I'd have...I'd have worried for their safety. That's all." He shrugs, looking a bit uncomfortable with the subject. "No, it wasn't! We talked about this already! You've gotta stop blaming yourself!" You're killing him here, Spencer! All over again! Please stop.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Of course you are. Mr. Charitable over here." He rolls his eyes but smiles at him, thinking he was such a dork. "...What do you mean you 'had to do what you had to do'?" That better not be what it sounds like, cause if his manager made him start smoking, something that could kill him real easy, then he was going to have some major repayment to give to this woman on top of what he was already planning.
"Mm-mm..." He wants to say that he thinks he wouldn't automatically be arrested if found out, only if his parents wanted to charge him with statutory rape... Which he's pretty sure they wouldn't do ever, but he doesn't want to give it away in front of Shanilla.
"For their safety? What do you mean? Why would your siblings be in danger?" Unless he's meaning in like a competitive way??
"I...But I..." Spencer swallows what he was going to say, looking down at his lap as he tries to think. He knew it was his fault, Billy just...He didn't want him feeling bad and he understood that so...So Spencer just nods, pretending to agree but not wanting to say it outright.
Billy: "Oh, yeah, that's me. Charity city. Can't say I didn't ever do anything for you." He says teasingly, booping his nose. "Um. I guess what it sounds like?" Aw, jeeze. Spence is gonna be even madder at her than he was before, isn't he?
"W-well, obviously I'd've done what I needed to keep 'em safe, but...I could barely keep myself in the clear so I don't think I would've been much help to them..." But then again maybe his parents would have liked any siblings he possibly could have had better than they liked him. Who knows? "...I'm serious, Spencer. I'll find another, non-ghosty way to Vulcan Mind Meld with you to prove it, if I have to."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Uh-huh..." Spencer gives him an unimpressed look before he shakes his head, deciding to just drop the little game they had going. Spencer snorts at the boop, knocking his hand away playfully. "Dork, cut it out or I'm going to start thinking you have a nose obsession or something." Always poking and pinching his...
"...That's what I thought." Yep, totally pissed and there's no way you can't tell with the way he's glaring off to the side. She was so getting it. He didn't know how or when but she is. Spencer bites his lip at what Shanilla's asking about, silently trying to get Billy's attention to see if he wanted him to distract her from it.
"What...What do you mean? Why were you not safe?" What was going on?? Weren't they just talking about siblings? She shifts a little nervously, not oblivious to the way the other two were sitting and talking and seeming just fine.
"Mm-hmm...I know you are." He knows you're serious, he just...He is too.
Billy: "I don't have a nose obsession! Yours is just so cute I can't help it!" How can anyone excpect him to ignore something that adorable? He's only human. Sort of.
"...Oookay, let's calm down now, mmkay? It's over and done with and you're not going off after her any time soon so there's no point in getting mad about it." Billy frowns, petting at him with his wings again. No getting angry. Not right now. And not for his sake either. He shrugs his wings a bit, knowing Shanilla won't see. If Spencer wants to intervene he can. He won't say no to a little help.
"Various reasons, really...Would, uh. Would take a while to name them all." Besides his parents there was any number of dangerous things he could get himself into out on the streets. It's not a lie. "...You're not gonna let me convince you, are you?" Spencer...
Spencer/Shanilla: "It's not cute. It's a nose! And if you think a nose is cute, that's a clear sign that you have an unhealthy nose obsession!" Spencer teases back, holding a hand over his nose as he does to hide it.
"...I know. But if I ever see her..." Spencer seethes, looking like he was holding back a few choice words. The wings rubbing on him help calm him down though, and he lets himself lean into Billy, showing he wasn't going to try and do anything right now. He glances over at Shanilla's increasingly worried expression and he sighs, sitting back up. "Billy, um...It's nothing to worry about now, but he just...Didn't have it easy..." Spencer tries to explain without giving too much away.
"Okay but...But you two aren't in danger of any kind right? No one's going to get hurt?" That's all she wants to know. If there's anything that can hurt them or after them. And Billy's past is sounding really worrying too but...But it doesn't seem like he's wanting to say much... "Billy...If...It looks like you're confiding in Spencer so I won't be, um...Nosy, but if you want to talk I'm here too, okay?" She understands though, she's not as close to Billy as Spencer is, but she wants him to know she's here too if he needs her.
Billy: "It's not an obsession! It's only your nose! That doesn't count!" He pokes at Spencer's cheeks, pretending to pout. "Yeah...I know." Luckily it's a big 'if'. She hardly ever leaves her compound and Billy's not letting them get anywhere near there. "Um. No, we're not in any danger. Not really." The only real problem might be Hoover, but he's not something to really worry about. Not seriously. "...Yeah, okay. Thanks. I appreciate it, really." He's just not sure how long that offer will last once she finds out about the boyfriends thing.
Spencer/Shanilla: "It does count!" Spencer laughs at the pokes, still not uncovering his nose. He's going to tease you about this for awhile Billy.
"If you're sure...And, um...No...No problem." She smiles a little sheepishly, looking sort of out of place on the bed. "I--..." Shanilla's phone going off makes her jump, and she quickly digs it out of her pocket looking at the screen. "Oh...Just a second, it's Mama..." She quickly hits the 'answer call' button, standing up from the bed. After speaking Hindi for a moment the voice starts getting louder and Shanilla more sheepish. "Um...I'm...I'll take this call over here..." She says, before walking over to the bathroom and shutting the door in there. Apparently leaving her chores unfinished before running out the door like a lunatic was cause for some explaining.
Billy: "No, it doesn't! It's adorable! I don't think anybody else's nose is adorable!" Nope nope nope, it's not an obsession. Spencer's just adorable all over. He can't help that. "Yeah, I'm sure. You don't have anything to worry about, promise."
Billy jumps a bit at the sudden noise, but nods leaning back against Spencer's side. "Kay. Take your time. We'll, uh. We'll be here. Chilling." He waves a bit as she goes, kissing Spencer's cheek once she can't see them anymore.
Spencer: "Okay, and you can tell her that I was deathly ill if it helps!" He calls after her, having heard the raised voice. Once she's behind the door and he feels Billy kissing his cheek he turns back to him. "Nope, you've got a nose fetish and that's what I'm gonna believe from now on." He pokes Billy in his own nose and smiles before leaning in to kiss it.
Billy: "I do not! It's not even a fetish kind of thing! It's just really cute!" He whines a bit, nuzzling their noses together. It's not a fetish. There's nothing sexual about it. "If you want a fetish I could go into plenty details about those, thank you very much. You were pretty curious about those earlier, weren't you?"
Spencer: "I...I...Ffff! N-no! You...You misunderstood that!" Don't bring that up while Shanilla's here! Spencer lets their noses rub with a pout. He glances at the bathroom door before leaning in and kissing Billy's lips. He is curious about what 'heats Billy's chili' but that's gonna have to wait.
Billy: "Oh, did I? You're the one that brought up fetishes." He grins, letting the kiss linger and keeping an eye on the bathroom door. "You know I don't mind telling you. Gonna need to know at some point anyway." Cause they will be getting there. Eventually. Maybe sooner. Hopefully...
Spencer: "Y-you know what I meant! I just wanted to use a different word than obsessed!" Spencer's cheeks warm as he pulls away from the kiss, lowering his voice as he answers. "I...I know you won't cause you're you and...And, um...Y-yeah, I...Will..." He admits, trying not to let his blush get any darker.
Billy: "Did I?" He snickers, kissing at Spencer's adorable nose. "No, not cause I'm me. Cause you're you. Wouldn't tell anybody else. Not something that personal." Billy smiles, nuzzling at Spencer's blushy cheek and pulling him over a bit into his lap. "Mm-hmm. You will. Gonna need to know yours too. If you feel like telling me." Otherwise he'll just have to guess and that won't be fun for either of them.
Spencer: "Yes, you did!" Spencer huffs at the kiss, unable to keep the smile off his lips though. "I, um...I've..." Spencer ducks his head some, keeping his eyes on the door as he fidgets in Billy's lap. He could give Billy a sort of hint for now right? And then he won't have to worry about saying it later? "Y-you know that, um...The plan we're gonna do? That, um...I've...W-well...Fff! I can't!" He ducks down further, blushing up to his ears.
Billy: "I dunnoooo. I think I'd know if I did." He laughs again, nudging them together. Such a cutie nose. "You can't? Can't say it or...Can't do it?" He doesn't really want to, does he? He was just teasing with that before, but if he really does...Well. Billy's more than fine with that. "Aww, don't hide, sweetie. You don't need to be embarrassed." He pets at Spencer's hair, curling his wings back around them both.
Spencer: "N-no, you're just being difficult now a-and...I...Can't s-say it..." He stutters, heat flooding his face. "B-but, um...M-me being tied up is, um...Y-yeah..." Okaaaay, done now. Yep. Not talking anymore about this. He's just going to burrow down in Billy's feathers and tuck his wings around him cause there's so reason to be embarrassed.
Billy: "Aw, honey. You really don't need to look like that. I'm not gonna tease you. You wanna be tied up then you're gonna be tied up. Simple as that. I don't care one way or the other as long as I'm with you." Billy lifts his wings up just enough to duck under them and kiss at Spencer's hair. "Love you, sweetie."
Spencer: "N-not now I mean, um...That's...It's one of the...The later things!" He's...Billy's getting what he's meaning right? Spencer lifts his head back up at the kiss though, hesitating a second before stretching up and kissing Billy's lips. "Love you too..."
Billy: "Yeah, I know. Later." Obviously. Shanilla's still here. Can't do a thing with her no more than twenty feet away. Although, speaking of...The bathroom's still a mess, isn't it? Hm. Billy and Spencer's clothes are still on the floor and it's soaking wet in there. What could she be thinking? Oh, well. Can't do anything about that now. "Love you most." He smiles, squeezing him gently around the waist. "So don't worry, okay?"
Spencer/Shanilla: She's thinking she doesn't even know what to think. Had Billy fallen in the pool or something? Wouldn't he 've just changed downstairs then? And of course she sees Spencer's clothes on the floor too but...That was pretty normal for him, the only thing that concerned her was that there was just one set instead of the normal whole bunch there usually was.
"O-okay...But...But now you've gotta tell me, okay?" Maybe not right this minute but...He's still gotta. "And no, I love you most..." He says, smiling a little as he leans up and kisses Billy again.
Billy: "Course I will. Wouldn't even dream of keeping it a secret. Not gonna be keeping any more of those." Look at what happened the last time. No, it'd be better not to have any more. "Anything you wanna know I'll tell you. And nope. Love you times infinity, sweetheart."
Spencer/Shanilla: "B-better not.." He smiles though, fingers going to pet at soft feathers as he leans up and kisses at Billy's cheek, free arm wrapping around the angel's neck. "Mm-mm. Love you times infinity and one." He says warmly, kisses moving down to Billy's jaw and then his neck. He's just nuzzling into the side of it when he hears the knob of the bathroom door starting to open. "Oh, jeeze!" He says quietly, pushing his way out of Billy's lap and pulling the blankets up around him just as Shanilla walks out.
"Um..." She glances from the mess in the bathroom to the two boys sitting on the bed. "I'm gonna have to go in a bit....But Mama says she hopes you get better soon and that she'll send me over with some Biryani next time to eat."
Billy: "I won't. Promise, I won't. I am an open book, sugarbear. Free for your perusal at any time or date." He laughs, nuzzling his face into Spencer's hair. "Nuh-uh. Infinity times infinity. Love you the absolute most." Billy's starting to get comfortable and returning each kiss when Shanilla returns and Spencer pulls away. It makes him pout, but he understands why it's necessary and doesn't make a fuss. "Oop. Guess we'd better go get you those pictures you need before you go then. You got enough time to go find them before you have to go?"
Spencer/Shanilla: "Yeah, I've got time, just need to be home for dinner is all." Shanilla says happily, though she is noticing the strange behavior of the two, especially since Spencer isn't looking directly at her anymore. "Er...I was, um...Why are you're clothes all wet in there?" She finally asks, glancing back at the soppy mess. "And the floor too..."
Spencer just pokes Billy to argue that nope he loves him the most since he can't say it anymore. "Oh, cool! Tell you're mom I said thanks then! And, um...Well...Billy kinda, um...He fell in the tub when he was helping me grab some bath stuff..." Spencer says sheepishly, rubbing at his neck. "I was kinda having trouble moving around on my own at first..." He admits, which is true. If Billy hadn't given him that angel stuff to boost him he wouldn't have had the energy to sit up, let alone walk around. "And oh, yeah! Pictures, we can go do that, and you know you could have stayed for dinner here right?"
"I will..." Shanilla's suspicion slowly shifts over to worry at the explanation. Was Spencer really that bad off that he needed help getting around? "Oh, Spencer...You're feeling better now though right? And Billy you didn't get hurt falling?" She imagines it must have hurt at least a little slipping and falling into the tub like that, especially since he apparently had wings? "Ah, I, um...I mean we already had plans so I was supposed to be home, otherwise I'd definitely stay and eat with you guys!"
Billy: "Nah, I was fine. Just wet. Very very wet. And he's totally fine now! Got him all cleaned and angel mojo'd up. And food and a nap. That helped a lot too. Not feeling any kind of problems." He hums, infinitely glad that Spencer can't keep any secrets about his health anymore.
"Aw, man, dinner is gonna be a big thing, isn't it? Jeeze..." That's gonna be awkward... "Anyway, we'd better get going downstairs, I guess." Embarrassing pictures are gonna be embarrassing, but Shanilla needs them and he promised Spencer he could see so...Sigh. He stretches out his wings and arms, standing up from the bed and holding a hand out to Spencer. "You gonna be okay walking still?"
Spencer/Shanilla: "Knowing Mom, probably. And don't talk like I'm some sort of puppy!" Bathing and feeding him...Jeeze, Billy. Spencer's eyes widen as he watches Billy stretch, a pink blush lighting his cheeks. Wow... The hand in front of him snaps him out of it and he shakes his head, embarrassed as he lets Billy help him up. "Y-yeah..."
Shanilla catches the awed stare, her own showing surprise. What...Since when did Spencer look at Billy like that?
Billy: "Pfff. You'd be a cute puppy though. And I don't want a big production! Is it too late to stop it?" It's one thing when it's a concert and he's the one in charge, but family affairs...No, he can't do that. He'll be embarrassed and awkward and won't know what to do at all. Maybe he can stay holed upstairs... "Heh." He saw that, mister. Unfortunately now's not the time for preening, so he just ruffles Spencer's hair and drops a wing around him. "Okay, so we're all ready, yeah? Down to the garage time?"
Spencer/Shanilla: "So not a cute puppy, and I don't know...I can tell her I'm not up for it and she'll maybe hold it off?" It would just depend... "H-hush." Spencer shoves at Billy a little when he stands up, glancing over at Shanilla and smiling sheepishly at the look she's giving him. "U-um...Yeah. Lead the way, feather butt."
Shanilla smiles back just as unsurely, not able to see the wing but guesses what was going on by how they were standing. "Yes, I'm ready..."
Billy: "Okay, an adorable puppy. Is that better?" Why's he even asking, of course it is. "Um. That might work, yeah...But we probably shouldn't lie about how you're feeling. She might go through with that promise of taking you to the doctor." And he's not too sure that'd be a really good idea. He'd be out in public without his fake papers to hide behind.
"Feather butt? Well! At least it's a sexy feather butt!" He shakes it a bit, laughing and ushering them both to the elevator.
Spencer/Shanilla: "No, not bwe--Better, bluh. Oh...Yeah, that...Don't wanna do that. Mm-mm." No doctors. "But if I end up having to go anyway cause Mom's being Mom, are you going to take me up there? Er...No, wait...Can you drive?" Well...He knows Billy can drive, but...Can he drive in a safe way is the thing here.
"Yes, feather butt, and sure, whatever you say." Toootally not looking, nope. Spencer reaches for Shanilla as they go by, having to push Billy's wing a little out of the way as he holds an arm over her shoulders, his other one going to wrap around Billy's waist. There, now he could hold Billy and it not be weird. He usually hung off his friends anyway.
Shanilla's face warms at having Spencer's arm around her, but she doesn't take it to mean everything, knowing Spencer was just that way sometimes. "A doctor might actually be a good idea and, um...I thought...Didn't Billy drive once when you went fishing with your dad? Is, um...That something that changed with you...Not being ghosty?" Cause she can fake him a license but would much rather him have to take the test if he really drove like Rajeev said.
Billy: "Totally better! I'm so getting you a pair of dog ears!" And a tail. They'll move and everything! It'll be adorable as hell.
"Uh. You know, I don't know? I can try and see what happens?" He scratches at his cheek, thinking back to what he can currently remember. None of it includes him diving at all. "But if it turns out I can, I'll take you for sure, yeah. I'll just, um. Wear a wig and a dress or something if I don't have that fake ID yet." Because he really doesn't want to get too far from Spencer if he can help it.
Billy smiles down at the hand around his waist and he extends his wing out to embrace them both. This is really nice. "Hell yeah, whatever I say. You know I'm sexy. Everybody knows I'm sexy. It's just. A fact of life." He grins, shaking his hips as he walks. "Nooo, no doctors. Nope. Mm-mm. He's totally fine, I swear. He just needs to get back on a regular feeding schedule."
Spencer/Shanilla: "No, no no no no! No dog ears!" He's so not doing that. Nope, gonna take some major convincing. "I guess...We're going to practice in the driveway first before you go on the road though..." Definitely because driving in Beverly Heights was crazy enough as is. No way Billy was going to try out his driving while on the road.
"Wig and dress? You mean like how you do your cheerleading thing?" That...Might actually be a really good disguise...And really distracting to him. "Uh-huh, sure." Spencer laughs, squeezing his arm around Billy's waist to get him to stop.
"...I think dog ears would be really cute..." Shanilla admits with a small laugh and an even smaller blush. The sudden motion around her makes her jump, blinking in astonishment as she reaches up and feels the soft feathers. "Wow...You...You weren't kidding..."
Billy: "Yes, dog ears! If not then cat ears instead! Cute as hell, not even joking. Listen to the woman, Spence. She agrees." Yessss. This is definitely happening at some point. He might even have a pair somewhere. He just needs to find them.
"Oh, definitely. And you're not getting in the car until we're sure." Spencer is staying the safest location at all times. "Yep! Something less conspicuous though. Trying to stay on the downlow here." Nooo getting spotted. That would be bad.
"Don't even try to pretend otherwise, bro. Don't even." He laughs, squirming a bit at the unfamiliar hands on his wings. It doesn't feel as nice as it does when it's Spencer. Just. Kind of there. "Mm-mm. They're nice, huh?"
Spencer/Shanilla: "C-cat ears? No way! And if you're expecting me to act like a kitty then you're way off there." Nope nope nope. Totally not doing that... Unless...That's not one of Billy's...Things is it? Then, um...He might consider it...
"Someone needs to make sure you don't go wrecking though." Spencer teases. "True...At least until you have your stuff." Whenever Shanilla can get that. "Mm...Not pretending." Spencer laughs, glancing over to where Shanilla was gently touching the feathers. "They're soft, huh? And by the way, so not cool. Definitely won't look good with any kind of animal ears. Nuh-uh." He says, leaning his head down to try and see the face she was hiding. Ah...Oh, um...Okay. She's blushing... R-right. Likes him, gotta remember that... M'kay, giving a tiny bit personal space back for her there.
"Y-you would..." Ookay, um...Yeah, she's...She totally didn't squeak when he saw Spencer's face that close, nope. "Y-yes, really soft and, um...Mm-hmm." Just going to keep focusing on those invisible feathers, not how close she is to Spencer or how she's really starting to think she's probably way too late on everything.
Billy: "Aww, come on! How cute would that be? I wouldn't take pictures or anything! Well. Not many pictures. Just like. One. Or two...Ten maybe?" Hmm...Yeah, that'd be good. Just enough for a small album. Jane would help decorate it, maybe...Or, no, Spencer probably wouldn't want her seeing those, huh?
"I won't! Y-you know, maybe. Hopefully. Um. Still though, I'd rather you were somewhere else if I did." No injuries for the guardee, please. "And you so are. You can ask anyone you meet and they'll agree. Especially when I'm all dressed up. Super hot, that's me."
Ahh, okay, this feels weird for some reason. Does it only feel good when Spencer does the touching? What even would the point of that be? He keeps it as still as he can though, not wanting to wind up pulling away from her. Shanilla's his friend and he doesn't mind her touching his wing even if it does feel strange. "Glad you like 'em, Nils."
Spencer/Shanilla: "What? No no no! No pictures at all!" Definitely not! "I guess...You're still gonna be putting around the driveway though. In a car. You're not driving one of those motorcycles in the garage, at least not yet." Not til he knows Billy can drive well. "Yeah, sure. Shanilla, you don't think Billy's hot, do you?" Spencer asks, turning to look at her.
"Hm? Ah, um...W-well..." She glances up at the angel and then at Spencer, blinking when she catches the look on his face. "N-nope. Um...Completely average..." Heh...Oh, gosh, she's bad at this teasing thing, even if that's what Spencer was wanting her to do. To play along. She lowers her hand from where it's touching the wing, instead reaching forward and hitting the elevator button for them. "I'm glad you let me feel them." She says gratefully. At least now she knows some of Spencer's fascination now.
Billy: "Yes, pictures! Not a lot though! And I'll only show 'em to Shanilla!" Since she already knows of their existence. It wouldn't be fair if he kept them hidden. "Aww, come on! A motorcycle would be less damage to the area in the long run!" It's smaller and can't hurt as many things. Besides people. Hm.
"What?! Lies! Lies and slander! I'm way above average now! You can say it all you want about my old pictures and they way I looked before, but not now!" He whines, mostly playing along, but still a little bit stung. He worked hard and went through a lot to look this good. "Any time! The wings are open property! Well. I guess you'd have to ask first? Since you can't see them and all. But seriously, whenever."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Wh-what? Noooo! Shanilla doesn't need to see and you don't need to see!" It's going to be embarrassing! Especially if Billy tries to make him meow or something. "But it could hurt you more, so no. Not until I know you can drive around on four wheels first, got it?" He says poking Billy in the chest.
"Pfff, I know you are, dork. We're just messing with you, you know." And he's trying to keep their relationship status on the down low Billy! But he hears the slight hurt tone and Spencer squeezes at his waist again, trying to cheer him up. "And what do you mean your old pictures? I already told you about those." They're going to be adorable, okay?
"I do though...You'll really share them?" She asks, purposely looking around Spencer. "A-and we were just kidding...Really. You're, um...Well..." She doesn't want to say it but...Billy really is attractive, and he was right, no one could deny it truthfully. "Heh, thanks..."
Billy: "Yes, we both do! And of course I'll share 'em. I can make you copies. You're gonna be sending me that video of Rajeev still, right? Can't be stingy." Plus he really wants to stay in Shanilla's good graces while he can. "Nah, I'll be fine! I'm already dead, what more can it do?" Maybe break a bone or something, but he's pretty sure he heals very easily.
"I knoooow. Nobody can ever think something so ridiculous." He smiles a bit at the squeeze, ruffling Spencer's hair. "Yeah yeah, I know that too. 'Adorable'. Sure. Whatever you say, hun." Really, they're awful. You're going to be disappointed, Spencer. "Welcome~. Just don't tell your bro. The invitation doesn't extend to him."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Of course, we can trade then." She says happily, trying not to laugh at the floundering noises Spencer was making.
"Guys! There's not even going to be any pictures or kitty or puppy ears or whatever you think you're putting on me! Dressing up is your and Rajeev's thing." Not his. Nope. "Y-yeah, you are but...But still. You could get hurt right? So you still have to be careful." He doesn't want you hurt at all Billy.
"Nope only people who are jealous and teasing would pretend to." Meaning he was teasing, not jealous. "You are going to be. No way little baby Billy can't be anything but that." Though in truth he was going to be scoping out the high school pictures more likely than the kid ones. Just to see. He knows what Billy looked like when he was sixteen and up, because of old videos, but before that was a complete mystery to him. "And it's not hun, you toolbox. Save the goo-goo talk for your 'honeys'." Aaand hopefully the little squeeze of his hand will let him know he really didn't mind that, it was just...Shanilla.
"No problem. Might not tell him you have them at all so he can just figure out the weird wind gusts on his own." That would be funny. She looks at Billy a little surprised at the open pet-name. He usually stuck to the more bro-oriented stuff. Was he stepping up his game or were they already...?
Billy: "That's what you think~" Billy has ways, Spencer. Ways. "Uh. Well, probably. I'm pretty solid now, so...So it would make sense that I could be. But...I dunno, I don't think it would last all that long. I'm an angel, remember?" A Guardian Angel. They have to be sturdy to take care of their charges, don't they?
"Yeah yeah, teasing, I got it. Jerkfaces. The both of you." He laughs, giving the both of them noogies. "Pfff. If you want Baby Billy, you'll have to dig. I'm not sure if any of those exist." The only reason any of him in high school do is because he took a good majority of them himself, along with the official yearbook photos, and any ones Jane took.
"Aww, you're not one of my honeys? Since when?" He pouts, making himself look more disappointed than he actually is. Whoops. Slip of the tongue. "Oh god, yes. I'm going to hit him with them. Just like. Right upside the head. That will be priceless."
Spencer/Shanilla: "No, that's what I know. Come on, seriously, it's not going to be that entertaining is it?" Spencer pawing at your chest and nuzzling up into you~. Probably going to lick all innocently too as some sort of revenge. "And just so you know if it's puppy ears there's not going to be any kind of collar or leash." Mm-mm.
"But you'd still be hurt so just...Be careful, alright?" No being careless. "H-hey! Watch it!" Spencer laughs, ducking down and pulling Shanilla with him as he pushes away Billy's hand. "I'll noogie you, so you better watch it!" No matter the reaction it'll get.
"Aw...I hope so...You've seen all my naked baby pictures, I gotta see yours." Aaall the embarrassing ones. And he caught what that meant and...And he's really going to work to make all that up to Billy. "And no, I'm not one of your honeys, you dweeb." Billy.
'No baby pictures? Does he just mean that Spencer's mom doesn't have them...?' Shanilla looks up at Billy a little worried, fixing her hair back in place and trying to ignore how close Spencer had pulled himself when they ducked down. Shanilla's cheeks heat up at the hearing what Spencer said, trying to ignore the immediate picture in her head. Baby pictures, Nilla.
Billy: "Heck yes, it's gonna be that entertaining. There's definitely gonna be pictures. Sooo many pictures. All of the pictures." Oh god. Yes. Yessss, he can handle that. Yes. Yes, he can. "Aww, really? But that means yes to the puppy ears! Awesome!" He cheers, throwing a hand up. Success!
"...Yeah, okay. I'll be careful. And noooo, no noogies! I'll be good!" He holds his hands up in surrender. No hair touching! "You can look, but if I ever had any I can't remember." And if he really wants to see him naked all he has to do is ask. He wishes Shanilla weren't here so he could say as much, but alas. He'll just wiggle his eyebrows a little instead.
"Aww, maaaan. Ffffiiiiine. You can just be my favourite bro ever then." And his boyfriend. If he can't be a honey then. Boo. "Whatcha thinkin', Nils?"
Spencer/Shanilla: "Billyyy, no pictures!" There's no way you're going to convince him right now, Billy. "N-no! That's not what I meant! No ears!" He shakes his head vehemently. Nope nope nope. Totally not happening. "I'll dress up as a zombie and nothing else." Not unless Billy can convince him otherwise somehow.
"...You know, you could always get him those ear-hats. The, um...Spirit Hoods? I think that's what they're called...Then he could wear ears all the time..." Or at least in winter, and no one would look at him weird either cause it was in style to wear them. She hopes Billy does though, cause it would be really cute to see.
"...Fine. Might do it later though as revenge." He warns, letting his hand slide up from Billy's waist and act like it was moving towards his head. He stops at the base of his wings though, opting to rub what he knew used to be the sore muscles from earlier.
"Well...We'll ask Mom and see if she has some okay? A-and stop it!" Ffff, Spencer's so getting you back! Don't eyebrow wiggle him! "Y-yeah, not a honey." Spencer glances over at Shanilla when Billy brings attention to her, blinking when he sees the bright blush on her face. "You alright?"
"Y-yeah! I just...Um...Nothing! Why, um...Why wouldn't you have pictures of being a baby though?" She blurts, trying to get the attention off her.
Billy: "Yes, pictures! And yes, ears! But there's a big veto on the zombie! Nope nope nope!" He will scream, Spencer. It will be loud and earth shattering.
"Yes! Those! You can get a beanie! C'mon, it'll be super cute, don't you want to be cute??" He does, right? Who doesn't? Cute is great! "Noooo, not at all! No noogies!" He ducks away from the wandering hand, only relaxing when it settles along his back.
"Oh...That's. That's okay though. Mmn. Thanks, Spence, you're sweet." Yeeah, that feels good. Nice mini-massage. Best boyfriend. "Yeah, okay. She might since she used to babysit me...I dunno, we'll see, I guess." He shrugs, making his eyebrows move in an even more exaggerated fashion.
"Stop what~?" He's not doing anything! Mm-mm. "Booooo. I'll win you over sooner or later." Not that he especially has to. Been there, done that. Heh. "Ah...W-well, uh...That. That just wasn't something we did, really..."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Aw, come on~ You don't think I make a cute zombie~?" He teases. Don't you remember Billy? Wearing all those torn up clothes that showed a lot of skin? And he'd be in character, having to climb all up on you and giving 'bites'~.
"Pff, no not really. I was joking and no way! I don't want that! Er...Well...If you do get me the ones with the built in ear speakers..." Cause that's the only way he'd wear a pair of those. "Uh-huh, whatever you say." Spencer snorts softly, rolling his eyes at the angel's reaction to his rubbing. Big dork. At Shanilla's weird look he shrugs, moving his hand over to rub her shoulder.
"Just being charitable. You guys owe me a massage next though. And she babysat you?" He didn't know that... "You know what I'm talking about, so cut it out." Or he'll get pouty and embarrassed and you won't get anymore mini-massages. "Oh yeah, because I am so going to fall for that eyebrow wiggle. Mm~. Can hardly stand it." Billy! His sarcasm can only bluff him so far!
"O-oh, um...Th-thanks..." She bites her lip, really trying not to make any appreciative noises at Spencer's impromptu massage...But oh gosh, it felt good...And that was Spencer's hand on her! But...But he was rubbing at Billy too apparently so...Calm down...
Ah! Billy! Cut it out, please! She can't do the whole flirting thing and...And it's really hurting to have to watch this. ...She really doesn't have any hope does she? Her lip trembles a little but she sucks it up. She was tough, she could get through this.
And Spencer...He thought Billy was still joking right? So...So she should take it that way. That's it, just smile and shake your head. Or at least she does for a moment, opening her mouth and about to say something teasing back when what Billy says next makes her stop. "You didn't keep pictures?" She says, concerned but trying not to be too bothersome. But...Why wouldn't they? Even just baby pictures? Especially baby pictures, really.
Billy: "Ehhhh...I dunno. It'd depend on what canon you were going for." Cause he can't handle the gory zombies. Not at all. "Don't care if you were joking! You're so getting one. With ear speakers too if that's what you want. But ears. They're definitely happening. No getting out of it." Not at all. Spencer's wearing them. That's that.
"Yeeep. Whatever, I say. Listen to the angel." Angels know what they're talking about for sure. It's like. A rule. "I'm more than okay with giving you a massage later. Mmm. But yeah, she did. Before you were born. She was too busy after, I think..." New baby in the house it's obvious you don't want another kid that's not yours around. He may have been a little bitter about it at first, but...He's obviously way over that by now.
"Aw, fine. But you owe me. Um. I dunno. Something. Maybe." He shrugs, glancing over at Shanilla. "No...Not really. Mama, she...She just wasn't that kind of person."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Pff, what if I went for the one with my jaw all hanging around?" Would you still kiss him then? Hmm? "Bi--Billy! It's too hot for them though!" Not really...Not when he's inside most of the time at school anyway. It's always freezing in there.
"Dooon't think it works that way Mr. Angel, but thanks. And I'm going to hold that to you, ya know. Full body too!" Er...Maybe he shouldn't have said that...But still he's never had a massage before so he's gotta have full advantage of it, right? "Oh...I, um...I'm sorry?" He kicked Billy out? "Bet you didn't like me too much, huh?" He wouldn't be surprised...
"Not the, um...Picture taking type?" Shanilla glances over too, trying to hide her concern. "Some people just aren't, I guess...Um...We'll hopefully find some though. Jane's a picture taking type so I bet she did take a bunch, especially if she was watching you before she had Spencer."
Billy: "Eww...Can you not? That's...No, gross." Of course he still would. But not without a lot of cringing first. "Nope! Still don't care! You're getting one. End of discussion." He crosses his arms, sticking out his tongue in direct defiance of his stern tone.
"So there. And it totally works that way. Cause I say so. Yep." Don't mind him being a little childish just because he can. It's the default when he's joking around like this. "Sure. Full-body massage, can do." He certainly won't mind at all. He'll get to touch on Spencer some more.
"Sorry for what? Wasn't your fault." If anybody's, it was Hugh's. Shame on him for getting Jane pregnant. Shame. "I, er...May have been a bit jealous? Heh...But that doesn't mean I didn't like you." He was the cutest baby...Billy couldn't begrudge him what he had. "Not especially...Not happy ones anyway..." He grimaces, trying not to think back to some of the pictures she actually had taken.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Heh. Aww~, It's not gross! It's cool. Ooh, and I've been wanting to try that zip up skin make-up too... You know, where it looks like you've pulled down a zipper and the skin on your face went with it? Or the one that looks like your face has been cut like the Joker..." Hmm...Well, at least make-up he knows he's good at. He hardly ever focuses on it but...That really didn't have to do with his movie-making, not if it was just for fun. Halloween make-up was fun anyway, and B-grade passed pretty well for that stuff so he'd feel okay-enough doing it. He wonders if Billy will let him mess around with it on him?
"Fine. But you gotta get one too!" Billy's gotta have ears if he has ears. "Don't think so, buddy." Spencer laughs, poking him on a feathered wing. "Yeah, but...Still. Having a new baby butt in must've sucked." He's heard stories anyway, and he understood sort of, he hardly remembered things from when he was younger but he knows what Mom always said and that was that he so didn't appreciate Jessica being around for a long while. "You did? All I did was drool and cry though didn't I?" Isn't that what babies do?
Shanilla makes a face at Spencer's descriptions, not especially liking the sound of them herself. "Not...Happy ones?" What does he mean? The elevator door dings and Shanilla jumps, looking out. Where they going to the basement or to ask Spencer's mom first?
Billy: "Noooo! No no no no, why would you want to hide your gorgeous face with something like that, nooooo. Soooo creepy! Don't even!" Spencerrrr, whyyyy? He'd be squeamish, but he can't ever say no to you. Not even to zombie makeouts.
"Well, duh. Then we can be cute as hell together. I'll join in on the pictures too! I can do that again now!" Oh man, he's gonna be taking so many selfies and sending them to everyone. Well. Everyone that knows he's alive. Still. Selfies.
"Don't have to think. I know~." He is angel, he knows all. "I guess...Just meant I got left at home more often. Wasn't a big deal..." Except it sort of was...But he's not gonna go into it. Spencer would just wind up feeling guilty for something else he has no blame in.
"Well, yeah...But all babies do that. And you were cute still. All giggly and cooing and stuff..." Way too adorable. You can't get mad at babies. Not when they're clinging and giggling at you. "No, not happy ones. I, um. I tended to be in some sort of pain when she actually bothered to take pictures...I hope that album's not down there..." He doesn't want to see that. Not again. He shakes it off, not wanting to think about it and peeks out of the elevator. "Um. You wanna look on our own before we bother Crazy Janey? See what we can see?"
Spence: "Aw, but Billyyy!" Spencer laughs, hugging onto him. "I was gonna do it to you too! Nilla, do you wanna get your face done too?" Come on guys!
"Pff, of course you are...And yeah, you can, huh?" That's going to make Spencer a little more lenient on all the picture taking, though he usually doesn't mind too much, he loved taking selfies too. "
Oh...That, um..." That kinda makes it worse, especially since he knows things weren't very...Good with Billy's parents. "Pff, all babies do that too, I think." Billy, you cute softy. He wants to be kissing and loving on you so much right now...
"...Pain?" Spencer's eyebrows furrow, the teen leaning around to look up at Billy's face. "Yeah, we can do that but...What do you mean pain?" What was Billy talking about?
Billy: "Noooo, not my beautiful face! Make up is one thing, but I will not be subjected to zombification!" It could've happened to him. To be made to look like that...No, he'd have a panic attack.
"I can! We're gonna be the cutest couple--of bros in the city!" Aw, damn. Another slip. Spencer's not gonna be happy. "Yeah, so...Don't worry about it. And maybe they do, but you were the cutest one and that's all that matters." He was super sweet to him and kissed his boo boos and...And just all around wonderful.
"Um." Fuck, why did he even say that? "Just, uh...Paper cuts or...Bruises...The aftermath of a bully shake down...Nothing she ever did herself. She never touched me. Couldn't stand to. She just liked the way people looked when they were hurt, I guess..." He shrugs, walking a bit passed the two of them to press the door close button so they can go down to the last level.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Aw please? If not a zombie will you let me do something else? Like a vampire or something?" Spencer tenses up at Billy's slip, nearly shooting a glare his way but knowing it would make it way too obvious. "Uh-huh, sure we are. Totally gonna make people jealous." Billy might but he knows he'll be shoved off as the 'guy who tags along with the hot one' and he's alright with that, as long as Billy doesn't get pulled away by anyone...
"I am though...And I so wasn't, you must be remembering wrong." Spencer was starting to smile but at Billy's next words it slowly drops to a slack-jawed expression. "Wha--She...Billy..." Spencer doesn't know what to say... He glances over at Shanilla, the same, worried and almost horrified look on her face.
The teen swallows, leaning a little more heavily onto Shanilla as some of his energy leaves him. How had... Did his mom know about this? That Billy's mom... If she... The woman had to've been sick...Or something wrong...And Billy...Oh man, Billy... Spencer waits for him to hit the button before he pulls the angel back, wrapping his arms around him, not but a moment later Shanilla joins him. "I'm so sorry..."
"Billy, that's awful I...I just can't..." She can't believe that would even... She took pictures of him hurt and just...She can't believe...
Billy: "...Maybe? Think I could handle a vampire." Those are sexy still at least. Not too creepy and ugly. "Course we are! Super jealous! They'll all wanna be hanging off of us, but too bad! Not even happening!" These sexy boys are off the market for good. "
Nope! Not at all. Just got through with that literal walk through memory lane, remember? Clearest memories I've got right now." And they're all of Spencer, Spencer, Spencer.
"Ah...R-really, I'm fine...Like I said, she never touched me. Just, uh. If she ever saw an injury of some kind she pulled out the camera, that's all..." That's one reason he stayed away from home as often as he could when he was hurt. He hid out in the park until he could get it cleaned or hidden. It was always worse when it was post bully beating though...
"Um. S-seriously, you don't need to worry about it. Haven't even seen her in years, so..." He shrugs a bit helplessly, patting at their backs. Aw, jeeze...They're both way more upset than he is right now. This could be bad.
Spencer/Shanilla: "A vampire then...Alright..." With a little bit of blood in the corner of his mouth and some red contacts...Or maybe bright blue?
"I don't know...If there's that many people wanting to hang off me...Might find someone." He teases, using his own fear so he could try to get over it if he can. "Ah, true...Then you're just biased." Yup. Totally biased.
"But still. She...That's just...Still." Let him love on you...Please.
"It's really hard not to worry...Billy, that was awful what she did..." To a little kid...
Billy: "Kay, sounds good. But it better be a sexy one. Got it?" He can't do spooky. Not at all. "...Okay, never mind. We'll stay inside." No, thank you. That's his Spencer. Nobody's hanging off of him, but Billy. "Nooope. Nothing biased here. Not a single, tiny bit." Baby Spencer was adorable, case closed.
"M-maybe so, but...I'm okay...I got away from it..." And directly into another bad situation, but still. "Already told you what she was like, Spence...C-c'mon, we want to look at the nice pictures, right? Let's talk about those."
Spencer/Shanilla: "A sexy one? I dunno if I can do sexy..." He can try, maybe? "Pff, I was kidding. But staying inside where no one can see the ears is good with me." No one can touch his Billy then. "Besides, they'll all be going for you anyway, you dork." He says it with a laugh, already knowing it was the truth.
"Yes, you are. A whole lot biased." Mm-hmm. Definitely so. "Yeah...But...The fact that you had to go through it..." It hurt him to know this stuff, that Billy had to live like this before. "Y-yeah I...Alright..." But he was going to love on you so much later...
"N-nice pictures sound good..." Shanilla nods, rubbing at her eyes. Please let there be some...
Billy: "Sure you can! Sexy is totally a thing you can do!" It more ways than one if you know what he means. Click click. "There's still gonna be pictures. Hundreds upon hundreds of pictures. So there. And you're crazy if you think I'm the only one they'd notice. Tell him, Nilla. He gets looks. Loooots of looks." He nudges her side, grinning a bit.
"Maybe a little. But not very much! That's the whole point!" Spencey's cute at all ages, always. He's not the only one that thinks so. "Yeah, so...Plenty of those. Took a bunch myself, but there's some from school and a few from Janey at reunions, so we won't have to worry about finding those...Aww, Nilla, don't be upset..." He doesn't need another person crying on him. Not again.
He sighs and tugs them both into a proper hug, kissing and petting Spencer and Shanilla's hair respectively. "Everything's fine. So let's go find them, okay? You can laugh at how big a dork I was."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Maybe. We'll have to see how it turns out." He didn't catch that second meaning Billy, it's Spencer. "Hundreds? Seriously? There's no way we need that many! And what do you mean I get looks?!" His attention turns to Shanilla, hoping for a clearer explanation.
"U-um...Well...Well, you do get a lot of people...Looking at you. They try to hit on you too but you don't ever really, er...Notice?" That or Billy scares them away.
"I...What?" Spencer blinks, looking between the two and expecting them to shout 'April Fools!'. "But...I'm not...What?" Since when has he gotten 'looks'? "Okay, that's good then...And, um...O-okay..." He hugs Billy back, an arm going around Shanilla as he hears a small sniffle. "You're still a big dork." He answers automatically, meaning it in the most affectionate way possible.
"How can I not be? I'm sorry though, I'll...Let's go find the others, okay?"
Billy: "More than maybe. A lot more. Trust me." He wasn't expecting him to get it, really, so he's not surprised that he didn't. It was still funny. "Who says we don't need that many? The more the better!" Pictures, pictures, so many pictures! Billy didn't have anyone to take them for him so he's going make sure Spencer does.
"See? You're hot, sugar. Get aaaall the looks." But none of the touches. Hell no. Billy always stops those. And the ones from Kleet and his dude friend after gym in the shower. Yes. None of those.
"Tsk. Am not. You're sorely mistaken, you." He pats at them both again, walking them out of the elevator once the door open. "Don't be sorry." He's had enough sorries to last a lifetime and he's not even alive. "Just cheer up, okay? We don't need to get all depressed again."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Okay...?" Spencer blinks at him, not understanding. Shanilla does though, glancing between the two of them unsurely. "Pff, what are we going to do with all of them, huh?" Just have them in his phone or camera or whatever he's planning to use?
"Wha--Billy!" Spencer flushes, pushing at the angel a little. "Not sugar and...And how come I never see any of these 'looks'?" He'd think you were making it up but...Shanilla said too... "Don't think I am, but okay..." Such a dork. A cute dork.
Shanilla blinks at the blatant pet-names and compliments, only getting more confused when all Spencer does is push at him a bit. It was...Like he was expecting them sort of? Well...Maybe not expecting them, but not as surprised as he should be. "Y-yeah, I'll...I'm trying." She's having to push past the hurt of watching Spencer slip away too, but...She can hold it back, at least until she gets home.
Billy: "Shhh. Just let it go, Spence. Just let it go." He'll tell you later. "I dunno! Whatever we want? Print 'em out, hang 'em up, send 'em to certain people, whatever!" They'll have them just to have them!
"Heh. Sweet like sugar. And sorry to say, but you're just...Really oblivious. Like. To everything. Someone could literally walk up to you and flat out declare that they liked you and you would smile, thank them, and tell them you liked them too and that they were a good friend." Which actually has happened at least once in Billy's memory. Poor dude.
"You just are. Accept it, hot brotato." ...Hot potabro? Eh. Same difference. He got his point across. "Might be easier if we find some of those pics, huh? Okay, no more goofing off then. Time to to start digging in boxes." He gestures over to a stack off in the far corner, using his wings to blow away a layer of dust.
Spencer/Shanilla: Spencer glares, giving a sort of grumbly noise in response. Fine, but you are telling him what that was all about later. "Ooor we can just start a whole new album I guess? We've already got that one downstairs of us." Though it looked like an album dedicated to just Spencer. Billy was in them just...Invisible.
"I--But-! That's not true!" He flushes, thinking of a couple times something like that happened. They...Couldn't have meant it like Billy was saying...Right? Spencer huffs, crossing his arms before he looks over at Shanilla. "I'm not oblivious am I? I just...I'm not!"
"Um...You...You kind of are...Really oblivious. Um...You remember that red-headed boy right before I left for India? The one at the mall who said he liked your shirt? He was, um...He was trying to ask for your number..." Shanilla says sheepishly, knowing she wasn't any help when he turned to her with a 'is he not interested?' look. All she'd done is shrug and smile and the guy had given up. "Y-yeah! Boxes sound good!" Shanilla says suddenly, the wide-eyed look Spencer was giving her making her nervous.
"...Seriously? But...I didn't...What? Why didn't he just ask then??" Or did he?
Billy: "Heh. Grumpy face. We can totally start a new album though! I'll be able to actually be seen in this one!" Aw, man, he's excited already. This is gonna be fun!
"That is the most true. Sooo many people, bro-tie. So many. All the suitors. And he totally asked! At least twice! You didn't notice at all and then he tried to get handsy. I followed him later and dropped a whole carton's worth of eggs on his head. Totally worth it." Jerk never even thought to try again.
"Okay, then I guess we'll start searching in different ones and see who finds it first? Just, um. If you see an album without any label...Don't open that one."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Pff, not a grumpy face, but yeah...It'll be our thing then." Spencer smiles, poking Billy. Dumb, excited jerk. "But...But...What do you mean 'handsy'??" Baby's so used to getting snuggled on by Billy that he really didn't notice the arm around him or hand on him waist, or the fact that it was sliding lower... "You dropped eggs on his head?! Billy! He couldn't have been that handsy if I didn't notice!" Was the egg-dropping seriously necessary?
"Alright...And, um...Yeah, I'll leave that one alone..." He can guess which one it is... Spencer pulls away some, going to his own box and pulling it down to start digging through.
"...That's where you went?" Shanilla asks, she was wondering what happened. Billy looked pretty ticked and then all of a sudden he was gone and back again, happy as ever. "G-got it, um..." She pulls open her own box, blinking when she realizes it was what looked like out VCR tapes and music cassettes. A couple records were in it too, along with some CD's. "What's all this?"
Billy: "Well, not anymore. Heh. But yay, new tradition! First picture's totally gonna be of you in those ears!" Because he definitely hasn't forgotten about that, Spencer. Not at all.
"Hell yeah, I dropped eggs on his head! He was going below the waist! The only reason you didn't notice is cause I stopped him before he could!" He huffs, crossing his arms at the memory. "He'll think twice before trying something like that again. On anybody." A good deed for all the masses. He was super proud of himself that day.
"Oh, jeeze, those things? Just old songs and performance videos. Nothing you wanna see. Keep on hunting, mmkay?" He closes the box and pushes it aside, putting another in its place.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Of both of us in those ears cause you gotta try them on too. And Shanilla if she's there whenever you buy them." Cause he's not going down on this alone. Nope.
"'Below the--?' What? No, he wasn't!" Spencer's hands go back to his butt, holding it protectively. Cause that's got to be what he meant cause no way would anyone go the other direction in public like that. "Why would he even...? Th-that's...Just no. And what do you mean you stopped him? I don't remember him freaking out..." From invisible hands on him he means. "And he seemed nice...?" No, Spencer. That was called flirting, not being friendly.
"What? No, lemme see!" Spencer crawls after from the on his knees position he was in, tugging it back over and opening it up. "Why wouldn't you want us looking at old performance stuff? And hey! Is this one of your bands old T-shirts?" It looks home-made...
"It looks like one...Don't recognize it from any of the old BJC memorabilia though..." That's strange...A shirt she's never heard of? It had to be original if Billy had it but...It certainly looked different than all the other designs...
Billy: "That's fine too, yeah! Why not all of us? We can have everybody in the album!" Except Rajeev. Heh. Nah, he can join in too. If he's good.
"Yes, he was! And I pinched him. Guess he thought it was you cause he sure stopped quick. He wasn't nice, he was flirting. There's a difference." A really big one. From what Billy could tell this guy was a total jerk.
"H-hey, come on! You don't wanna see those! You wanted the pictures!" At least with those they can't see him dancing around and sounding dumb.
"Um. Sorta...I, uh. I made that one? It's stupid. Obviously wasn't good enough to be used, so why even bother with it?"
Spencer/Shanilla: "U-um...I'm...Good without the ears. You guys can have fun with that though." Shanilla holds her hands up, shaking her head. Nope, she's good without embarrassing herself. "Though I don't mind taking pictures with you guys though." That would be fun.
"I think he did, cause he shot his hand up and started looking sheepish." It was kind of funny, and when he saw Shanilla looking with a raised eyebrow, he just stepped a little bit away and rubbed at his neck. Of course Spencer had to ruin the 'go away' vibe by smiling at him and talking all animatedly about his new movie, the guy falling back into the cute boy's trance again.
"W-well, good. I would've pinched him too cause...Cause that's not something you do to someone you just met." Mm-mm, especially not in the middle of the mall where anyone can see. "O-oh...But...Then...How do you tell?" Isn't someone who's flirting just being extra nice?
"Noo, I think I do! I wanna see these too! And stupid? It's cool!" Look it! It's got the whole graphic design thing, and though it's a little hard to tell it looks close to Billy's current logo. They must have used the base design off the shirt at least. Spencer pulls it out, shaking the shirt to make sure no spiders or bugs were in it as he holds it up. "Woah...This thing's smaller than I thought...Was it just a demo shirt?" The teen holds it up to his chest, blinking when he realized it would probably fit him, if not a little snuggly.
Billy: "Aw, you sure? You'd look cute too, you know!" Shanilla should totally join in! It'll be fun!
"You see? Trust me, he was a jerk. And you could tell by how close he was! And how he was all smiles the whole time and trying to touch you way more than is socially acceptable for someone you've just met!" Aw, man, is he gonna have to give him lessons on detecting flirting? Billy's still gonna protect him obviously, but he can't be around him twenty four seven anymore. Not without being seen.
"It's not that cool..." He scratches at his cheek, looking a bit sheepish. "Um. N-no, that, uh. That was mine. I wore my clothes pretty big since...Since I had to grow into them to make them last longer..."
Spencer/Shanilla: "I-I'm good, yeah! Ears aren't, um...My thing..." Shanilla says, laughing a little at the look Spencer gives her.
"They're not mine either! Does that mean I get out of them too?" Come on~! Only fair, Billy! "But...Everyone's always that close though?" He doesn't really have any personal space Billy. Not after living with you for so long and having Rajeev as a friend. That guy could've pressed his cheek against Spencer's and he likely would've just patted the guy's head. "But...But...Huh?" How the heck are you supposed to tell the difference between what's an okay amount of touching and what's not?
"Yours...? Wha--How tiny were you?" This was wearing it big? Spencer turns it around in his hands, looking over the shirt. "But...It is cool! And oh, man...Dude, you had to be cute. Look at this, Nilla!" He holds it up to her, grinning around the fabric.
Shanilla blinks looking over the size of it and reaching out to feel of the shirt. "...Wow...I knew you used to be not all that tall but...How old were you?"
Billy: "So? Cute is cute! And nobody's getting out of it!" Especially not Spencer. Nope. Ears all around.
"Uh, no? Not everybody is that close. And if they are there's probably a reason. A likely not very nice reason. Soooo, no. There's usually at least a little bit of personal space between strangers." Billy is different, Spencer. In that he wasn't different at all and was definitely flirting the whole time to no avail. Sigh.
"I wasn't tiny!" Just...Petite. "Jeeze...I dunno, um. Fourteen, I guess...I thought we were looking for pictures!" You don't have to embarrass him, god...
Spencer/Shanilla: "Noooo, Billy! No ears!" Spencer laughs, hugging the shirt to him now as he looks through the rest of the box.
"Oh...So...Me being that close back probably isn't good then?" Heh... Spencer tends to let the other person set the boundaries and then just go with it. Oh, they want to rest their leg against his? Mmkay, he'll just leave it there then cause it's just what they're used to. And a hand on his leg? Must not know they have it there and Spencer doesn't want to embarrass them.
"Yes, you were! Fourteen? So as old as me? And this shirt was big? Pictures in a minute! Hey, can I try your shirt on real quick?" He asks, looking the black cloth over again and then smelling it. A little musky and...And a different kinda scent on it...Still smelled good though, so why not?
"I...I don't know...We'll see." She laughs at Billy's reaction to them talking about the shirt, only to blink at Spencer's question. He wants to wear it? Now?
Billy: "Yes, ears! Stop trying to get out of it, it's not happening!" He shakes his head, holding his arms up in a big X.
"Spence. Sweetie. No. No, that's not good. Please tell me you don't actually return the touching. God, you're gonna give me a heart attack." He rubs at the bridge of his nose, sighing in exasperation. Yep. How to spot a predator training is definitely happening at some point.
"Uh. Sure, I guess? If you want to...It, um...Looks like it might be a little bit small though..." Which is entirely too embarrassing to admit. ...Is he smelling it? Spencer, what ever happened to being subtle?
Spencer/Shanilla: "And me too...I know you're clueless but...Really?" Spencer's going to get himself seriously in trouble one of these days... "I don't even want to think about what'll happen to you in college..." Letting strange people in to his dorm, going to parties and likely getting drunk for the first time... Oh gosh, she was honestly really counting on Billy to look after him in ghost form if anything.
The sniffing really doesn't catch her attention too much though, just thinking of it as Spencer making sure it didn't reek from being in the box too long. Which is what he started off doing but now...He might be sneaking sniffs every now and then because he recognized the scent as Billy's. "Do, uh...You want us to turn around or...?
"Fine, jeez. I'll wear ears. But I'm going to be pouting the whole time you know." Not really but he's just going to say it. "Um...It, uh...Depends?" Spencer smiles sheepishly rubbing his neck. "If they put an arm around me or hug me I do, but, uh...Y-you know! Friendly stuff!" Stuff that should be saved for someone close though. "And hey! I'm gonna be alright in college!" If he does go, he's not sure yet.
"I just want to see." Spencer smiles down at it. He wants to see how little Billy was compared to him. The teen lifts at his shirt a little before looking up at the other two. "Um, please? Can you turn around for just a minute?" He waits for them to do just that before going to switch the shirts. The fabric of the new shirt is tight on him, and rides up to show a little bit of tan skin and some of his boxers. It doesn't ride up too high though, it was just the fact that his jeans were hanging lower than usually because of his lost weight, if he were to raise his arms up though...Definitely some bellybutton action. "Er...Well, it is kinda small..."
Billy: "Oh god, don't even talk about that right now. College. Bluh." Billy's not gonna be able to get into college, that's gonna suck! What's he supposed to do then?
"'It depends.' Oh, lord. Spencer, please. If you've just met them that's not friendly. Only actual friends can do that." His poor heart. It's gonna burst at this rate.
"Turn around for what?" He's already seen almost all of it, what's it gonna hurt to see it again? Still, he turns around anyway, shrugging a bit. "Told you it would be. Gonna have to be careful or else it'll rip." He glances back some, and wolf whistles at the sight. "Hello there, handsome. Skin tight is a bit of an understatement."
Spencer/Shanilla: "I don't even know if I'm going so double bluh." Spencer adds, only rolling his eyes playfully as Shanilla's motherly frown.
"But...Some people are just touchy-feely! You are!" Or...Was Billy flirting? "Turn around so I can change you twat-waffle." Spencer snorts, pulling at the cute shirt.
"It won't rip, the fabric's just kinda clingy. It's the stretchy kind." He stretches his arms carefully though, nodding when the fabric moves with him easily enough. Yep, no ripping. "This is so my shirt now, by the way." He says teasingly, but if Billy does let him keep it, he is. He'll just have to wear a tank-top under or something so his stomach doesn't show.
The wolf whistle makes his blink, and then he flushes, crossing his arms over his chest. "Sh-shut it! It's not that tight!" It might be when he gains his weight back though...
Shanilla turns around when Billy does, her own eyes going wide with a blush across her cheeks. W-wow...Yeah, she could tell he looked thinner but...But the black hid just how much pretty well, and her eyes were more focused on the skin showing down low. Ah, no! Drag those back up! Yep, staying on his face. But...Why wasn't Spencer responding to Billy's 'handsome's or 'sweetie's any? Was...Was he just being clueless maybe?
Billy: "Um, excuse you? Yes, you are." Like Billy's going to let him skip college. No way. "Um. No, I'm not? Where are you getting that idea from?" Billy's the farthest thing from touchy feely. Strangers are creepy. If he didn't have to be schmoozing for his image he stayed far away from people. Besides the obvious flirting with Spencer, the only people he really touched were Shanilla and Rajeev and that's cause he trusts them.
"It's old though, so it's not gonna stretch as easily as it used to. But sure, if you want it, go ahead. It's not like I can wear it anymore." Not with his height. And not with his wings either. "It is definitely that tight. Looks like a muscle shirt on you."
Spencer: "Wha--?" He gives Billy an incredulous look, thinking at least he would have backed him on this. "What if I don't want to?" What if he wants to travel, huh? "From you always being touchy-feely around me...?" Billyyy, Spencer's not going to catch this until it's too late.
"I'll be careful with it..." He looks down at the shirt, brushing a thumb across the logo. "You designed it yourself though? Did you wear it much?" Which just reminds him that 'Oh yeah! Old photos.' And he drags another box towards him, letting his normal shirt hang over his shoulder. "Not a muscle shirt. But it is kinda tight huh? It's cause Billy was tiny and I wanna see those pictures of when he was tiny."
Billy: "Nope. You're going. At least for a little while." Maybe a year or two. Doesn't have to be for long. "That's different. You're you." People he's just met definitely don't get hugs and cuddles and kisses. Not ever. "Yeah, I did. Wore it underneath my hoodie at least once or twice a week. Didn't have that many other things to wear. That's one of the only things I managed to save from...Well, you know..." Miranda's burning spree. "I wasn't tiny! I was a perfectly acceptable height! It must've shrunk a little or something!"
Spencer/Shanilla: "Then that's a waste of money isn't it? Well...I guess I can go to one of those partying ones if you want me to so bad. That might be fun." He grins at that, knowing Billy will have some choice words about it. Billy apparently was a rock star who didn't mix with drinking. Or didn't let Spencer anyway.
"I'm me? What's that supposed to mean?" And nooo, never kisses. He'll maybe let someone kiss him on the head or cheek once but if they try to keep it going that's when he'll usually catch on.
"Really?" Spencer looks down at it again...No wonder it was so soft...It's probably going to have to be hand-washed from now on. "Er...Yeah. I know..." He frowns, teeth clenching a little at the reminder.
"Hoodie? So you were a hoodie person then?" That's news to him... "Uh-huh, sure." Spencer laughs, digging a little more through the box he'd found and giving an accomplished 'Ah-ha!' When he pulls out what looks like an album.
Shanilla almost chokes, looking up from where she was distracting herself with Billy's old music collection. "No party schools!" At Spencer's look she puts her hands on her hips frowning at him. "You need to try a good college, not something that's going to get you hurt." Or in trouble.
Billy: "Hell, no. Listen to the woman, she knows what's up. You're going somewhere normal. No buts about it." Don't even try to joke, Spencer. He's not letting you ruin your life. He already screwed up his own, he can't let you do the same.
"It means you're you? You're special, obviously." He's been cuddling on you since you were a baby, why would that change now? "Uh-huh..." Billy eyes the clenched teeth and pats at him with a wing. Cut that out, you.
"Yep. Green and baggie. It's probably in there somewhere." He had to keep warm somehow at night. "Oop. Looks like you found it. Or, uh. One of them anyway. Is there a label on there somewhere?" Otherwise that one's not getting opened.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Mm-hmm, college should be for learning and figuring out what direction you're taking. Not getting drunk and worse off than you were before." Though Spencer already knew his direction but still, it could help. Shanilla bites her lip at Billy's answer, knowing they were right on the edge of something that she was hoping Spencer didn't catch onto.
"But...It's a huge waste of money though! It's ridiculous! I'm going to be spending half my life paying off the education that I'm probably not even going to remember or need and I just...I'd rather get as far away from anything that resembles school as I can once I'm out." School is probably the main source of any kind of misery or depression he has, why would he want to prolong that?
"But Spencer. There are schools for your directing, that won't be so bad right? And it'll help you get better and improve too. A directing college won't be like the high school we're in now." Shanilla tries to help, only to end up frowning in confusion at the change of expression on Spencer's face.
"Get better, huh?" He looks down at the box in front of him, thinking hard. "I...I don't know..." Directing...He. He just doesn't... He wants to get better but isn't sure he can. The brunet sighs, rubbing at his face and keeping himself out of any funk he was trying to fall into, not with Billy right there. The wing pat helps a little and he reaches up to pet it, focusing back on the album in his hand. "Yeah, it's labeled. Says 'Billy' on the cover... And cool, we'll have to find it then."
Billy: "Huge waste for who? I've still got more money than I know what to do with, might as well put it to good use. Gave it all to you guys anyway. You're going, okay? I probably won't be able to join any classes with you, but I'll definitely be your roommate in the apartment you're totally getting!" Cause yeah, Billy's paying for that too.
"And college is different from high school anyway! People are too busy with their own junk to bother with other people!" Well. That's what he's always heard. And that's how it always was in the movies he was in. So.
"...You're already great, Spence. You know that, right?" Jeeze...Way to hit on a sore spot without realising it, Shanilla. More wing snuggles it is then. No sad thoughts. "Alright, that one's safe then. Go ahead and dig through it. And you can have the hoodie too, if you want it."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Wha-what? No, no I can't. You can use that money now, Billy. It's yours." Even before Billy was back to being 'alive' he asked before using any of Billy's money.
"A-an apartment?? But...I don't...Where would I even go?" He honestly wasn't making any plans at all...But...He does have some time. Plenty, right? When did people even start planning for college? "But...It's still a school though...With cliques and stuff..." Bullies.
"Y-yeah, I, um...Yeah." Spencer clears his throat, settling back to sit on the floor and trying to tug Billy's wing down with him. He was going to ignore it, not now. "Okay and, um...Sure. I'd...I needed a hoodie."
Shanilla blinks in confusion, her worry bringing her over to sit by Spencer and ask if he was alright. At the small smile and waving off she gets, she lets it go but...But she still doesn't understand. It seemed like a confidence problem but...Spencer never had that, at least not with his movies. "Why don't we just look through the album then, hm? See how adorable, tiny Billy was?" She prods, reaching over to help him open the book.
The first page, surprisingly enough, was one of a baby. It was an older baby, maybe almost a year old, and he still had big, bright blue eyes, with mixes of brown and gold starting to come in. The baby was laughing, arms stretched up to whoever was holding the camera, and after a second, Spencer recognized who it was holding the baby.
"Mom! Oh god, she looks young...And...And oh jeeze, Billy, is that you?" Spencer asks, the biggest smile on his face as he leans closer to look at the picture. "Oh man...How is it fair that you got to be an adorable baby and still turn out the way you are? So not fair." Gorgeous baby more like...Wow, his eyes. He knows all baby's eyes start out blue, but man...
Billy: "Yes, you can. I don't need all of it. Most of my cash was spent on my image and clothes and on all the pictures and statues all over the house. I don't need all that anymore. So you use it, okay?" All of that stuff is so over the top and definitely not what he needs if he's trying to stay off the radar anyway. He just wants to try being normal for a while.
"Anywhere you wanna. In state, out of state, out of country even. Just think about it, okay?" He's definitely going with you no matter where you pick so it doesn't matter in the long run.
"It's yours then. It's probably buried at the bottom where the shirt was." Can't think of anywhere else he'd stash it but with the other."Course that's me. It's my album. Auntie looks good though, yeah? Super young here, wow." It's been forever since he's seen her like this.
"You mean super hot and sexy? Heh. I dunno, I wasn't all that adorable, really. Just. Chubby. Wow." Jane sure spoiled him with sweets when he was around her. There's no way he would've been that chubby otherwise.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Y-yeah, but...But still, I don't...I don't know..." He grew up most his life just accepting that he wasn't going to go to college, that he'd figure it out without and now suddenly...Suddenly it's really an option that...That he's actually being pushed to choose.
"Was it?" Spencer turns from the baby picture for just a moment, looking in the box again and spotting something green down at the bottom. He pulls it out carefully, the soft fabric definitely felt worn and as he laid it out over his lap a smile broke out on his face. "Must have been baggy on you...Looks like it's actually my size...It's cute though, you really wore this all the time?" He asks curiously.
"She does look good...And pff, sure that's what I meant." He says, cheeks pink. Of course that's what he meant, doesn't mean you need to point it out! "Heh, yeah, you were a chunky baby, huh?" He teases before patting at the ground next to him, telling Billy to sit.
"A healthy baby, Spencer." Shanilla laughs though, glancing at Spencer's mom in the photo. She looked a lot more like Spencer when she was younger... "Can't really use that for any of the documents but...It really is a cute picture. I can still post it to one of your fan-bases if you want? Sure they'd go nuts for it."
Billy: "But nothing. You use that money however you want to." And that includes college and anything else. "Uh-huh. Had to keep warm somehow." He shrugs, grabbing it and dropping it over Spencer's head. "Heh. Yeah, that totally fits you." He snickers a bit, plopping down next to him and adding his wing to the hoodie hat.
"Damn right it is. Super mega foxy awesome hot. That's me. And Shanilla, don't you even dare. I've got enough pictures out to the media as it is. Let's keep at least a little of them private, huh?" Especially the embarrassing ones, wow... "I'm trusting you with these, don't make me regret it."
Spencer/Shanilla: "I'm still gonna ask...And definitely not wasting it, so I'm gonna think about college." He's still not sure he wants to go. "Had to keep war--Mmph..." Spencer reaches up, feeling both feathers and soft cloth on his head. "Dork, it's not a hat." Spencer laughs, tugging it back down to his lap, leaving the wing on his head though. "Uh-huh, sure."
"Keep you warm? Is, um...That's part of the whole, 'hard time' thing isn't it?" She asks quietly, not sure if she should. But Spencer sounded like he was going to ask too before he got distracted. Distracted with Billy that is...She was really starting to feel like a big, fat third wheel... She always kind of did when she just hung out with the two of them but...It felt different now... "O-oh, no! I wouldn't, not without your permission! I was just--Sorry!"
Billy: "If you must. You still don't have to. And...I guess thinking about it is better than nothing." Billy still has plenty of time to convince him. No sense in arguing about it now. "It is now. Heh. And don't sound like you don't know it already." He totally does. Billy knows it as fact.
"Ah...Yeah...I, um. I couldn't always sleep at home? Heh...B-but anyway, yeah, I know you won't. Just thought I'd tease you back some. Don't freak out on me. And don't apologise."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Yes, I must and...And alright..." God, this was going to be hard...College. At least he didn't have to worry about it for awhile...Right?
Spencer rolls his eyes, one hand up to rub on a wing as the other flips the next page in the album. It was more baby pictures, cute little Billy in his diaper and crawling on a blanket on the floor, chewing on some toy, or clinging to his mom's neck. The baby was smiling in nearly every one, all sticky-faced glory, and bubbles in his hair in the bath. The only one of him crying all upset was when he was reaching for Jane, the little baby looking like he'd just woken from a nap and probably had a bad dream. "Awww, Billy..." Spencer's just a cooing away over here, Shanilla joining in as the two teenagers lean over the album.
"Ah...Er...It's just...I'm not used to you sounding so...Serious, I guess?" Not completely goofing around like he did as a ghost. It makes it hard for her to tell when he's joking. "Wha--But...Not at home? In Beverly Heights? Were you okay??" Oh gosh...That's...No no no! Someone as tiny as Billy not sleeping at home in this city?
Spencer's muscles tense a little, the new information soaking in. His face stays as neutral as he can though, focusing in the pictures to try and distract himself. It only made it worse though. Someone as cute as Billy, as...As sweet and...And just innocent didn't deserve anything like that! It was...Oh, he was definitely talking to his mom about this, cause if she knew, and she didn't do anything...
Billy: He nods, humming a bit at the hand on his wing. Spencer's already figured out how to distract him from sensitive subjects, hasn't he?
"Oh, shut up! I was one! If not younger! All teasing rights have been rescinded forever!" Don't make fun of his baby picturesssss! If you're this bad with these, how're are you going to be with ones of his as a teenager?
"Ah. Yeah, I guess not, huh? Sorry. I, um. I guess I've been enjoying it a bit too much to really remember how new it is to you guys..." He scratches at his cheek, looking a bit sheepish. Maybe he should go back to being hyperactive...
"Oh, sure, I was fine! Had cash and a pocket knife to deterr muggers and a nice place to hole up at in the park that was hidden and out of the way so the only thing I really had to worry about was making sure I wasn't followed back there."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Aw, come on, Billy! I didn't mean anything mean by it, you were cute." How can he not react like this?
"It's new, but it's okay. It's just more sides of you, dude." Spencer tugs on his feathers a little, trying to keep his attention. "A pocket knife, huh?" The brunet has to let go of the feathers, afraid he'd clench onto them if he held on any longer.
"Oh...Oh no, but that was still dangerous! Why didn't you go to the police? Or tell Spencer's mom?" Shanilla asks worriedly, actually scooting around Spencer to look at Billy more. "You could've gotten hurt or mugged and...Who knows what someone could have done to you being all alone like that..."
Billy: "...Yeah, sure. If you say so." He's still not too sure he believes you're being sincere here, Spencer.
"So...You don't mind it? It's not, um. It's not too weird or anything?" Cause he's fine with putting his image back on if he has to. He's far more than used to it.
"Yeah? It was easier to get a hold of than anything else. Nobody's gonna sell anything more dangerous to a kid." ...Ah. Spencer's getting upset again, isn't he? He bites at his lip, petting at his hair with his hand this time.
"I didn't think I needed to...I was handling it just fine and...For a while I didn't even realise it was different for other people..." He frowns, not sure it's prudent to mention that he had been hurt and had been mugged and probably any other number of things she's imagining on more than one occasion.
Spencer/Shanilla: "I do say so. Look." He points down to the smiling baby, his own lips twitching up as he looks over the picture. "You were adorable, I'm serious. Way cuter than all my baby pics. I looked like a drowned rat half the time." He laughs, knowing it was true, or at least to him.
"No, it's fine. Really." Spencer reaches up, hooking an arm around the rock star's neck and pulling him down like he was giving him a bro-hug. In reality he was pulling him closer so he could whisper in his ear. "You being all serious is actually really hot..." His fingers curl in Billy's hair for a moment before he pulls back, letting his arm drop like nothing happened. He was feeling a little bolder, whether fueled by anger or just him trying to build up his confidence he didn't know.
Shanilla blinks at the sudden hug, but doesn't think much of it, having heard the tone in Billy's voice too. "No, I don't mind it...You being a little less hyper is just a new change of pace. A-and of course not, you could've hurt yourself too!" The girl bites her lip as Billy continues, not knowing what to do with something like this. She had no idea that...Billy...That he went through this...Oh, Billy...
Billy: "You're joking, right? You were the cutest baby ever. Do I need to go dig them out so Shanilla can agree with me? Huh? Cause I know she will." She thinks he's adorable now, there's no way she could ever disagree.
"Okay, so I don't have to--Uh. Wh..." Oh lord. Spencer, no. Now he's definitely blushing. Look what you did. What's Shanilla gonna think? "I wasn't hyper, I was...Um. Okay, maybe I was a little hyper. I couldn't help it though! It was just about all I had memories of!" The way the house was set up there was no way he could get at anything else.
"As for hurting myself though...Well, that's just par for the course when teaching yourself how to use a weapon, isn't it? It was never anything worse than a few knicks though..."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Pff, yeah right, and no! Nope, we're looking at your pictures so we're focusing on that." None of his, nuh-uh. And yes, he sees what he did and it's taking everything he has not to grin.
"You were so hyper, but it was okay. Hyper was fun too..." Spencer smiles, looking up at Billy and pretending not to notice the pink across his cheeks. He hisses at hearing Billy cut himself, reaching for the angel's hands to see if any scars had come through with this body. Billy...
"So you just remembered your hyper-er side then? Oh...That still must've hurt..." She frowns, having taken the blush as embarrassment about his previous situation. She was a little surprised to see it but...Billy did have all his emotions back now so blushing shouldn't be that hard to believe.
Billy: "Yeah right, nothing! Don't think I won't go find them! I know where your mom keeps them!" Right on the front table in the foyer.
"S-sure, when I wasn't being too all over the place to notice when I'd dropped you mid air." Which he feels extremely guilty about. He could've killed him... "Wasn't even my side. Not really. Just...What I was supposed to show to the public." He shrugs, letting Spencer grab for his hands with a raised eyebrow.
"You're not gonna find anything, Spence. This is a new body. All my scars are gone. Which is really a relief cause all the time it took to cover them up with makeup really sucked."
Spencer/Shanilla: "I know you do, but they're far enough away that you're not going anywhere." Cause he's not going to let you get that far away from him.
"Heh...Yeah. You usually caught me though." Even if Spencer sometimes had to yell for him to or else he's not sure he would've...He always turned out alright though. "...What do you mean?" Billy...You're really not helping with Spencer's increasingly more violent revenge plot. "I figured but...Wait what? Just how many scars did you have?" And from what exactly?
Shanilla doesn't say anything about the hand-holding or Spencer's sudden protectiveness. She expected that mostly after what happened and what Billy's been saying. Spencer's always been the protective kind and right now even she was feeling protective over Billy. And you better believe if the brunet was forming any revenge plots she was completely on board.
Billy: "Booo. What makes you think I can't just fly up and get them before you can even notice?" Besides the fact that he hasn't figured that part out yet anyway.
"When you reminded me or caught my attention, yeah...I never liked being that person." The fact that he was stuck that way for so long...It was like torture. "Um. Well, I guess I could get a little hyped up sometimes, but...Never like that. I, er. I had an image I was expected to project at all times I was in public." It's what the people wanted. That's what they always told him. He'd eventually figured out it wasn't true, but...By then it was too late.
"I dunno, a bunch? On, uh. On my hands and chest mostly. Maybe a few on my face? Nothing too noticeable even without makeup. But everybody gets scars, that's nothing weird. Even you've got that one along the back of your jaw from when Lolo threw that cellphone at your face." Which he was not at all pleased with. They're gonna be having words about that later.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Cause I will notice. Don't be flying off." Spencer keeps a tight hold of his hands just in case, not wanting Billy to even try it. "You...Didn't? Why...You weren't always like that though, you had calm moments like you're acting now..." Though it was usually late at night when Billy was getting sleepy, or if they were having a serious talk or moment.
"An...Image? So...I know celebrities sometimes play up a part but it's usually not that different from their personality...Who told you to do that?" Billy's official personality wasn't the real one? "You did? I never heard of you having scars in any of your info stuff."
"A bunch? But...I didn't...Were they just...From different stuff, none were bad right?" The reminder of his latest scar causes Spencer to raise his hand, feeling of the slightly raised skin. "...Yeah, I guess so..." And he has plenty more. From the time he tried skateboarding, to little accidents that happened, to some of them being from bullies at school. He guesses it really wasn't that strange, he just doesn't like the thought of Billy being hurt.
Billy: "Even if it's just like a second before I'm back, you'll notice?" He's gonna be that fast one day, Spencer. Just you wait. "Not really...I was kind of a jerk when I had to be like that. And, um. There was a few times when I could remember, but...It never lasted very long. Once something else caught my attention or I'd slept I'd go right back to not being able to remember." It made the times he could remember that much worse cause he knew what he was missing.
"My, um. My manager mostly...But my publicist agreed with her so...There really wasn't much choice in going along with it. And you wouldn't have. It was all covered up with a ton of makeup." Pretty boy pop stars can't have scars. Makes 'em look too tough and less pretty. "Um. Nothing life threatening, no...That, uh. That was obviously later. Heh..."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Yes, even then. You're staying right here." If not in direct sight then in talking distance. "You weren't a jerk." Not any more than Spencer could be at times, and a lot of the time it was Billy apologizing first for stuff, not him. "
Yeah, the two witches that I'm so getting back at." Spencer grumbles, Shanilla looking at him in surprise at the venom in his tone.
"Witches?" Spencer hardly ever acted like that towards someone...They must be awful then if even he's saying that. "You want some help then?"
"Please? I might need someone to get me cracked into their systems or something...Maybe post their credit card information on the web? Some incriminating emails of theirs finding their way into the media?" He says, brightening up some when Shanilla just nods, looking like she was planning in her head.
"I'll need names, and faces to match them with to be sure, but I can do that." No problem.
"Oh...I guess that makes sense...Still they were on your face? What happened? Where were they at?" He turns a little face Billy, reaching up and cradling the angels cheeks between his palms as he looks him over. A frown comes to his lips at Billy's last sentence, Spencer wishing he could kiss him. "Yeah...Not til later..." He's not sure exactly how Billy had died, never asked because he wasn't sure he should.
Billy: "Aw, fine. But we're still laughing over your baby pics later." He sticks out his tongue and pokes at Spencer's nose to diguise the fact that he couldn't do it even if he wanted to right now.
"I was. I was a total jerk. More so when I was alive than now, but...I was. There's no denying that." Spencer's seen the tapes, he should know. He crushed those people. And at the time he didn't even care.
"Um." Billy glances back and forth between the two, scratching at his cheek. "You guys don't have to do that, you know..." Aw, jeeze, there's no stopping them now, is there? They'd better not do anything to get themselves in trouble, because Billy's not gonna be able to be much help with anything involving those two. "
Oh, um. I had a scratch along my cheek, right about here." He rubs a finger along where he usually tends to scratch, trying not to lean into Spencer's hands. "I, um. I may have accidentally cut myself with my pocket knife? Heh...I was playing around with it and tossing it in the air and next thing I knew...Bleeding face." He laughs a bit sheepishly, scratching at his face again out of habit. "A lot later...And you don't need be worrying about it either. Okay?"
Spencer/Shanilla: "You've already seen them though, and I've succeeded in keeping Mom from showing Shanilla them so far, no need to ruin that for me now, mmkay?" Spencer smiles, fighting the urge to grab at the tongue and pull on it.
"...A little bit. But so am I. Can be a total jerk sometimes." A lot more than sometimes actually, but he's getting better at recognizing when he is. "We know, want to though, right?" Spencer glances over at Shanilla, giving a grin when she nods.
"On your cheek?" His eyes go to where Billy pointed out, leaning up a little closer to try and see if he could see anything. "...It looks like it's gone now..." He murmurs, gently pushing Billy's hand away so he could trace his thumb over the spot and feel. His green eyes, glance back up to Billy's, smiling when he sees him looking back at him. "You dork, you could've poked your eye out. You're not supposed to throw knives like that. And...Yeah, I, um...Okay..." For now at least.
Shanilla bites at her lip as she watches the other two, for some reason a blush forming on her cheeks as Spencer leans in closer to the angel. O...Okay...She, um...Okay...She's just going to clear her throat now, yep. And maybe tug the album a little more her way so she can try to distract herself. Well...If...If anything, she can hand it to Billy that...At least they'll look good together...Her eyes glance over again, a heart pang along with embarrassment filling her as Spencer seems to obliviously give his adorable smile while looking straight into Billy's eyes...Ah, darn it.
Billy: "They're adorable and if Shanilla wants to see them she should totally be allowed to." He grins and winks at her, knowing she does.
"Er. Not...Not that often? You're, um. You're nowhere near as bad as I was. So I don't think you need to worry about it. Heh." Spencer doesn't need another thing about himself to be worrying about. He's been feeling bad enough as it is.
"Yeah, it's gone. Checked all that stuff out first chance I got. This body's completely new despite how old it looks." New everything. New lungs, new heart, new liver, new kidneys. None of the lifestyle related ailments he used to suffer from are present at all.
"I know, I know! I was being dumb. Never did it again, don't worry." He holds his hands up in a placating gesture, glancing over at at Shanilla when he hears her throat clearing. "Sup, Nilla Wafer? ...Oh! Right, you gotta go soon, don't you? Sorry, we'll get back to the book. Gotta find the right pictures for you."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Heh, thank you. I do wanna see if them sometime." She says, laughing a little at the look on Spencer's face. "O-oh, um...Yeah, I do, and it's okay! I, um...I got a little side-tracked too."
"Oh jeeze...I guess you can see them. Next time though, we're looking at adorable Billy pictures now." He pokes the angel in the shoulder before leaning back to his spot so he could look closer at the album.
"I was still bad though, and I'm sorry." He really should've been nicer...Especially to Billy. "...Nice, not even a freckle then, huh? I don't see one anyway..." Or any kind of tan-line or anything... Man skin-models would probably die to have Billy's skin... Er...Well, they'd probably have to anyway...
"And won't do it again. I don't know if angels can grow new eyeballs or not so let's not test it, huh?" Spencer scoots in closer to Shanilla, leaning over as she turns the pages. They coo and laugh at the cute baby pics, them slowly turning into older ones. Shanilla stops on one that looks about elementary-aged, pulling out her phone and carefully takes a picture of it.
"That'll work for elementary records...And then we just need a high school one cause junior high usually gets left out anyway. Oh, and a current one too, I can just take a picture of you in a minute though."
Billy: "There, you see? But fine, I guess we can just keep on looking at me, since I'm obviously sooooo interesting." He makes a face, laughing a little. "And no apologies from either of you! How often am I gonna have to say it?" He might have to find some way to ban it permanently. No apologising for things you didn't do or small things that don't need apologising for.
"Nope, don't think so! Never had any of those anyway though." He was completely freckleless. Which is too bad, cause he always thought they were cute. "I'm not! Come on, give me a little more credit than that!" He's not a dumb, naive kid anymore. He's had experience. Billy huffs and pouts in turn with each instance of laughter and cooing from the two, arms crossed over his chest.
"Will we even need an elementary record if we're saying I was homeschooled? Or are you just taking blackmail pictures?" He pokes at Shanilla's shoulder, smiling a bit to make sure she knows he's teasing.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Uh-huh..." Spencer smiles at him. "But I have to apologize about some stuff, otherwise it makes me a bigger jerk." Just let him say sorry a little, and let him make things up to you if he can.
"You didn't? None at all? But...How can you not have freckles? Look how many I have!" He carefully pulls at his shirt collar, tilting his neck some to show the start of a trail of freckles on his shoulder. They were hard to see, his tan skin hiding most of them but he had a few darker ones speckled on there. The pouting and huffing only serves to make Spencer smile, reaching back and petting at his wing in consolence.
"It's just for your file to look more real, no blackmail, promise." She says, smiling in a way that suggests otherwise.
Billy: "Aw, fine. But if you keep aplogising for stuff you didn't actually do there's gonna be repercussions, you hear me?" He sticks out his tongue, blowing a raspberry.
"I dunno, I just didn't! I kept covered up most of the time, the sun couldn't get to my skin to give me any." Ah...Dammit, Spencer, are you trying to re-kill him? Don't go showing off so much skin that freely! He has to force his eyes away from it and make himself focus on Shanilla and the album.
"Yeah, sure. That's totally believable. I better not see any of those on the internet, missy. Or in the news."
Spencer/Shanilla: "Yeah, yeah, I hear you." Doesn't mean he's listening. Though he is going to give in to that urge now and grab at your tongue, holding it as he turns to Shanilla like he wasn't doing anything.
"Well, lucky you then, and you can totally send them to me you know. I could use some blackmail, or something to go 'aw' at you know."
"I might send them to Spencer but they'll stay with me otherwise, don't worry." She laughs at what Spencer's doing, shaking her head as she flips the page another time. "...Oh, my gosh..."
"What? What is it?" Spencer leans closer, before his eyes widen at what he sees. "Is that...That really..? Billy! You really did have braces!" That's adorable!
Billy: "Aw, you think I'm joking. That's cute. That's reeeal cute, sugar." Billy starts to laugh, jerking back a little in surprise at the fingers on his tongue. "Hay! Thpenthewww! Leggoooo!" He whines, tugging himself away. That's his tongue, he needs that!
"Well...I guess it's okay if Spencer has them...But okay, good. Keep them to yourself." Don't forget that he's trying to stay under the radar, Shanilla. Renewed publicity would be very counter productive.
"Aw, jeeze, not the braces. Figures the first picture you'd find would have me grinning like an idiot. Ugh. Next!"
Spencer/Shanilla: "Pff, now you're trying to be cute." Spencer snickers at Billy's reaction, wiping the slobber on his fingers onto Billy's jeans.
"Good! Cause I want that picture too! It's gonna be his contact photo!" Spencer points to it, holding his other arm out as Shanilla gets her camera on her phone ready so he can block any attempts of Billy trying to stop her. "No! Not next! I wanna look at it some more...How old were you?" He asks, just grinning at how cute Billy was.
"Sure, I'll send it to you. It's adorable, Billy. I didn't know you use to look like this." Even Shanilla is cooing out at the photo of a cute dorky Billy smiling away.
Billy: "Trying nothing! Succeeding." He preens, buffing his nails on his shirt. He can totally pull off being cute when he wants to.
"It's what? Aw, come on, what's wrong with the one you've got now?" It's him as ghost, yeah, but it's still a good picture.
"And it's not adorable, it's dorky. God, um. Thirteen, fourteen? Fifteen maybe, but that might be stretching it." Jeeze. He was the worst kind of dork. Why can't they just move on?
Spencer/Shanilla: "Pff, sure." Spencer laughs, pushing at his shoulder to knock him off his preening. "Nothing's wrong with it, you've just posed that way for who knows how many people, I want one that no one sees." An adorable, dorky baby that'll make him coo every time he sees you calling.
"Dorky, yeah, but it's cute. Man, the one time I want you to do your little body shifting thing and just...Man."
"Did you get it? And awww! You weren't kidding when you said you were little!"
"Got it." Shanilla saves it to her phone, smiling up at them. "Do you mind me using that one for your high school files? No one will suspect who you are if I do." Definitely not.
Billy: "You can't deny it, Spence! Totally cute!" He's adorable now. Not then. Now. "No one but whoever happens to see your phone. Aw, whatever. Go ahead, use it as your heart pleases." He sighs, waving his hand in surrender. Like he can seriously say no to something Spencer obviously wants so badly.
"Pfff. Sorry? You'd really want me to?" He was short and dorky and not even the least bit attractive, why would he want that? "Uh. Yeah, sure, I guess. Was a pretty big transformation..."
Spencer/Shanilla: "I'm not denying anything." Nope, just saying it in a way that makes it sound like he is. "No one will see it! And yes!" He's going to just be staring at that picture and smiling. "Of course. Dude you were like. Cute, and adorable like Shanilla said, I bet both of us would be smothering you in hugs if you did." Hugs and sneaking in kisses and Billy would definitely be sitting in his lap. No buts.
"Mm-hmm, I would~" Shanilla laughs, agreeing because who couldn't love on someone like that? Though she thinks she'd be a little more reserved than Spencer, he looked about ready to pounce on Billy right now... A sudden beep from her phone makes her jump. "Ah...Mama says I need to start heading back... Can I get your picture real quick, Billy?" She says, holding up her phone.
Billy: "It sure sounds like you're denying it. But sure, if you say so. Your picture now." Yeah, no, he's pretty sure at least one person is gonna see it over Spencer's shoulder or something should he ever call. Which he supposes won't actually be likely since they're not going to be apart for very long if he can't help it.
"...Seriously? Both of you?" Snuggles from Spencer he can kind of understand, but Shanilla too?
"Oop. Kept you too long, huh? Okay, sure, snap away. Just, uh..." How are you supposed to pose for pictures that are meant for official photos and not paparazzi tabloids? Hm. He winds up just smiling a little, wings bunched up awkwardly. Hopefully they don't wind up being visible in the photo.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Nope, totally not." Spencer scoots away from Billy some, his smile softening at the near awkward pose. "...You dork. And yep, definitely would, though it'll probably be more squeezing, cheek pinching, and cooing at you than anything." He says, laughing when Shanilla agrees. She wouldn't mind doting over Billy, especially now that he didn't seem so distant. "Alright, I'll walk you ou-"
"No, no. You're alright." Shanilla holds up her hands, keeping Spencer from getting up. "I know the way out fine, besides I think the garage door was open so I'll just leave through there." She says, standing up and dusting herself off. "I'll call you guys tomorrow, okay? Make sure you're both alright." The girl slips her phone in her pocket, patting herself to make sure she had everything before she starts walking out. "Bye guys! Be good!"
Billy: "Aw, shuddup. 'M not a dork." He huffs, starting to blush a little. He's not used to these kinds of pictures. "Aw, jeeze. Think I'm kind of glad I can't do that anymore then." His poor cheeks would be aching for days, he just knows it. Plus it'd be entirely too embarrassing. Nope. None of that. "If you're sure, I guess. I'll make sure he has his phone on this time. Heh." And he'll finally grab his from the studio. Maybe. "And just who do you think you're telling to be good, huh? We'll be perfect little angels!" He snickers, stretching his wings some. Ahh, that was a good one.
Spencer/Shanilla: "Are too, you dork." Cute, blushing dork that's going to get his cheek pinched anyway. "Aw, no! Maybe you can, it can be an angel power you haven't discovered yet~" Spencer snorts, shaking his head. "Suuuure, we will. And bye 'Nilla! Here, hang on!" Spencer scrambles his way up to his feet, tugging the shirt that was riding up down some as he jogs up to her. The brunet doesn't hesitate, wrapping his arms up around Shanilla in a big hug. "Thank you for coming to check on me, you're a good friend, you know that right?"
Shanilla freezes into the hug, her face heating up to match the sun as she carefully returns it. "I...I, um...S-sure. I mean...Th-thank you..." Oh, gosh...Spencer. You're killing her over here.
"Heh, no problem." Spencer smiles, giving her a final squeeze before he lets her go. "See ya, okay?" He pats her on the head, taking a page from Billy's book, and just like he usually responded Shanilla rolled her eyes, batting it away.
"Mm-hmm, see ya, and you too Billy." She says, waving at him before backing out the door and heading off.
Billy: "Am not, you, uh...Dweeb! Hah!" Two can play at the name calling game, Spencer! "A-aw, hey, no, don't pinch me! C'mon, this is fresh skin, don't bruise it up already!" He whines, batting at the invading appendage. He's purposefully overreacting, of course. He's not being pinched anywhere near hard enough to bruise.Â
He watches Spencer and Shanilla's hug with a bit of melancholy smile, knowing that Spencer means well, but probably doesn't realise what exactly he's doing. If Shanilla ever finds out that Spencer knows about her feelings and is giving her this kind of attention anyway...She won't be very happy, he thinks. "Later, Nils! Don't be a stranger!" He waves, hopping up to his feet and brushing a wing over her hair before she gets too far away. "Welp. Now what?"
Spencer/Shanilla: "Oh no. Ouch. The sting, such a harsh comeback I can't stand it." Spencer snorts, papping at Billy's cheek a little after he stops pinching. "I'm not gonna bruise it." He couldn't do that to you. A-and hey! He was trying to make that as friendly as he could! That's why he did the head patting thing!
"Alright! Byyye!" She calls with a laugh from around the corner, the sound of her shoes on the floor fading off.
"Um..." Spencer purses his lips, looking back over to the angel standing in front of him. "...Weeell, I think I'm gonna take your old hoodie and go cuddle up in that upstairs for a bit. I dunno what you're gonna do though."
Billy: "I know, right? Cut you to the quick, didn't it?" He laughs, grabbing at Spencer's hand and giving it a squeeze. "Heh. Yeah, I know. Angel skin's probably pretty thick." Not gonna be getting any bruises here. Mm-mm. And that's what he meant by 'you meant well.' "Aww, really? That old thing?" Spencerrrr, you're so cute he can't stand it anymore! "Obviously I'm coming with you!" And scooping you up into his arms for snuggles and kisses. That too. Such a cutie.
Spencer: "Yep, hurt so much." Spencer clutches at his heart, laughing a little before he ducks down and scoops up the hoodie from the floor. "Probably, feels soft though...And yep, so yo-ah! Billy!" Don't just snatch him up like that! The brunet laughs though, wiggling to at least try and get an arm free to return some of the affection. "Well, take us back upstairs then, you dweeb. Oh! And can we take the music box?" The ones with Billy's old songs in it?
Billy: "Poor sweetie. So sensitive." Billy coos, kissing at Spencer's nose. "Soft? Are you calling my skin soft?" He snorts, peppering small kisses over Spencer's face. "You're adorable." He glances down at the heavy looking box, frowning a bit, but nods, setting Spencer back onto his feet with one more quick kiss. "Sure, but I can't carry you and it at the same time. Not if I'm gonna be walking. Not really sure what you want it for either." It takes both of his hands to lift it and he rests it on his shoulder, gesturing back toward the elevator with a tilt of his head. "After you, sweetpea. "
Spencer: "Pff, shut it." Spencer smiles at the kiss giving his own small one back to Billy's nose. "Well...It is! Hush." No making fun of him. "And you're a doo-doo head." But he does hug Billy back, pouting a little when he's set down. Oh...Okay, um...Why was that so hot? Spencer's eyes travel over Billy's form for a moment before he has to shake his head trying to snap out of it. "Y-yeah, um...This way then..." Yep, turning and walking now, no glancing back at the really hot angel carrying something heavy for you, nope.
Billy: "Nope. You shut it." Except no, don't. He's still been missing your voice. "I know it is, but I didn't think you'd noticed. You don't usually." That sort of thing generally flies right over Spencer's head. Soft skin, makeup, anything like that? Nope. "Pffff. Excuse you? Care to repeat that, Spencey?" He paps at Spencer's head with a wing, cocking an eyebrow at the way he's staring. "What? See something you like?" He smirks, really enjoying the way Spencer seems to actually be noticing him now. Apparently being more solid is helping a lot more than he thought. "I know the way, honey. It's my house." He snickers, following behind him and swatting a wing at his butt. Ahh, life is good.
Spencer: "Mm-mm. Gonna keep talking til your ears fall off now." Spencer teases. "...It's kinda hard not to when I was feeling for your scar a minute ago..." That's when he'd realized, when he was feeling your skin earlier and you were talking about how it was all 'new'. "You heard me." He grins back at him though, only to turn around with a flush at the look Billy was giving him. "...Maybe." The touch to his butt makes him squeak, jumping away as he holds his hands over. "W-watch it!"
Billy: "Welp. Reverse psychology is a rousing success. Who needs ears anyway?" He laughs, pressing the button for the elevator with his foot. "Oh, I see how it is. Wouldn't have noticed otherwise, huh? Tsk tsk tsk." For shame. What's he even gonna do with you?
"Yeah, I heard you. And that's exactly the problem. You gonna take it back?" 'Doo-doo head'. Seriously? How old are you again, Spencer? "Maybe nothing! You were totally checking me out! I know an interested look when I see one, mister! When did that start, huh?" He never, ever got any looks like that when he was ghosty still! He'd have noticed if he had! "Oh, I'm watching alright." He wiggles his eyebrows, ushering Spencer into the now open elevator.
Spencer: "So you are wanting me to keep talking then, huh? Knew it." Spencer snorts, shaking his head. "I could have gotten the button, you know. And, uh...Eventually?" Like if he was running his fingers over your skin for some reason.
"...Nope." Not at all, mister. "I-I wasn't 'checking you out'! I was just...You looked...A-and it started a long time ago! I'm just not being as careful!" And Billy's paying a little more attention to the cues Spencer's giving off.
"N-not like that! Don't be looking down there!" The flushing brunet turns, backing up into the elevator and keeping his back pressed to the wall. Of course this opens a new can of worms back up, cause Spencer has a full view of Billy again. A Billy with muscles flexed and arms raised to hold up that box, leaving the teen to try and not 'check him out'.
Billy: "What can I say, I like your voice." And having it aimed at him after so long without being talked to is...Wonderful. "I know." He may have just been showing off. A teeny bit. Maybe. "Eventually he says. Sure. And you'd better take it back! Or else I'll just have to make you!" Don't make him get physical, you. "You were so! You just basically admitted it! ...Wait, what do you mean a long time ago?" Has he been missing something? Him? That's almost unheard of! ...Though possible, he admits. He was entirely too self-centered at times. "Aw, why not? I like looking down there. It's cute." Billy catches Spencer's eye again and winks, purposefully flexing his arms.
Spencer: "My voice? Really? And if you knew then you were just being a dork, huh?" Spencer clicks the next button himself, getting the elevator doors to close and take them up to their room. "I would've! And you can't make me take something back." Nope, he doesn't believe you. "N-no, I wasn't! A-and I mean, um...Well...You know..." Spencer looks down, poking his two fingers together in front of him. "I didn't just now start liking you...It's, uh...I have for a while now." And thought you were hot. "I-it's not cute!" Spencer's eyes widen a bit and his blush darkens, the teen covering his face with his hands. "I...I'm so gonna get you back!"
Billy: "Your voice. It's home." Doesn't matter where he is, if he can hear Spencer...Then he's home. Of course this only applies to the real Spencer. Doppelgängers and memory projections don't count. "And no, I wasn't being a dork! How was that in anyway dork-like??" It was cool! Carrying a heavy box and balancing on one foot? Totally anti-dork! "I can so make you take it back. It might have to wait until I can set this box down, but don't think I can't." It will obviously involve being sat upon and a lot of tickles. Mwahaha. "...You've been looking at me? Like that?" Dammit, they could've been like this for ages, couldn't they? "It's cute as hell, are you kidding me? All squishy and grope-able...Mmh." So hot. Yes. "Get me back how~?"
Spencer: "H-home?" That...Billy, you sweetheart. "Then I guess I do need to keep talking then huh?" A whole bunch. "Cause you were trying so hard to be cool." Show-off. "...I don't know if I like the sound of that, but I'm gonna bet you'll forget before we get up there anyway so nope. Not taking it back." Spencer says, grinning.
"Er...Yes?" Heh, surprise? "Wha--Billy! Don't...It's not...Fff!" Don't talk about his butt like that! Are you trying to make him combust? "I-...I, um..." Oh jeez, no. No, he can't give in, gotta beat him at his own game otherwise Billy'll start getting a big head. But how's he supposed to get back at him? Unless...God, this was stupid. "G-get back at you by officially making my butt off-limits. No touching at all ever, mm-mm. Only I can." Which is where his hands are now, holding onto his butt to make sure.
Billy: "Mm-hmm. Love you, remember?" More than anything. More than he supposedly loves himself. "So yeah, keep talking, please." Or singing, or humming, or...Or anything, really. Just as long as he can hear you. "Wasn't trying." He pouts a bit, knowing he definitely succeeded in looking cool.
"...No, I'm not gonna forget. I don't get distracted that easily anymore." He might have let it go, but now he can't. Not now that you've said that. "Yes, it is! Do I need to take a picture and show it to you? Cause I will." It'll be the sexiest photo of a butt ever. He'll photoshop hearts and a nice glow around it. It'll be beautiful. "Wh-what?? Spencerrrr, why would you do that?? That's not even fair!"
Spencer "...Yeah, I remember." Spencer smiles, looking up at him. "Love you too." And he'll definitely keep talking for you. "Trying and I know, but still, we both get side-tracked easy." Usually going off on something else and forgetting what they were supposed to talk about or do. "Nooo, no pictures of my butt. And I'm about to go change into pajama pants so you can't see!" Be too baggy to, or at least that's what Spencer thinks. It'll make squeezing on it a lot easier though... "Not fair? It's my butt though! And does that mean you were planning on touching it??"
Billy: "Better remember. Plan on reminding you a lot anyway though." He kisses the air in Spencer's direction, curling a wing around him. "Succeeding. And side-tracked is different than forgetting. I will make you take it back. Don't even try to get out of it, you." It just means that he can make it wait until Spencer's least expecting it. Oh, yes. Surprise tickle attack. It will be glorious. "Yes, pictures! And pajama pants won't help you~" Bubble Butt here obviously doesn't realise how bubbly his butt is. "Of course I was! How could I /not/ be? I mean, not right this second or anything, but still!"
Spencer: "Uh-huh, I will..." Spencer hesitates a second but then gives in and gives an air-kiss back, cheeks stained red from embarrassment. "No, you won't~ And what do you mean they won't help me? And no! No pictures of my butt, Billy!" That's just...No! What if someone saw it? "...You don't want to now?" Spencer ducks his head, trying to fake being disappointed. "Okay, then you won't." He shrugs his shoulders, hiding a grin as he messes with his hands. Playing with Billy was fun.
Billy: "Heh...Cutie. And yes, I will." Later though. Yes. He's really liking the sound of making it a surprise. "I mean they won't help you. I don't think you've actually looked at yourself. Seriously." This definitely calls for pictures. Secret ones. While he's sleeping maybe. "Oh, there'll be pictures, alright. Mmmm-hmm. And, uh. Well, if you're gonna let me then--Hey! Spencerrrr, that's meeeeean!" He whines, dropping his wing on top of Spencer's head.
Spencer: "Guess we'll see then." Totally not. "Er...I guess not...?" What did that mean? You're just confusing him more. "Fff, better not! Or I'll be taking pictures too!" It'll be a mini-war. Spencer laughs at Billy's reaction, pushing the wing gently off before he moves forward and hugs the angel around his stomach, knowing he didn't have free hands to do anything with right now. "Wasn't mean, it was funny. And, uh...You...You can if you want...You know, um...It's not really banned."
Billy: "Oh, you'll see. Just you wait." He grins, wiggling his eyebrows. "Which is why there's gonna be pictures. And I totally don't mind if you start snapping pictures too. Gonna need stuff to add to the new album anyway, remember?" Even if it is full of nothing but butt pictures. "Funny to you. So cruel, Spence. Soooo cruel." He pretends to pout for a moment, moving one of his arms just enough for him to nuzzle at Spencer's hair. "Was gonna anyway. No ban is enough to stop the Cobra! Heh. But no, if you really don't want me to, I won't touch you."
Spencer: "...Now you're worrying me." What are you planning, Billy? "Pff, yeah, cause these are totally going to be album worthy. And no, not cruel, funny." He laughs, snuggling up into Billy as he wraps his arms a little tighter. "Mm...No, I don't mind. Touch me where you wanna." Cause he's going to do the same to you, being all cuddly and petting your feathers..
Billy: "Good. Mission accomplished." Sort of. Part one of the mission accomplished. Yes. "Hell yeah, they will be. We probably just won't be able to show anybody else." Which is fine with him. Maybe they can have a nsfw album. Just for the two of them. "Nope. Cruel. But if I've got permission then you can bet you're getting touched. Aaaaall over. Just as soon as my hands are free."
Spencer: "Oh, so you were just trying to worry me then?" Maybe he doesn't have reason to be worried then? "No, probably not...They'd think we'd have some weird butt obsession...Like your nose obsession." Spencer grins up at him at that, letting his chin dig into Billy's chest. His cheeks heat at what Billy says though and he tucks his face back down to hide it. "...I dunno...Might be over it by then...Yeah, think I just really wanna be touched now...But it's starting to fade so...Eh." Pff, this is actually kinda fun.
Billy: "Mmmmaybe." Haha, no. You should still be worried. "I don't have a nose obsession!" Though he might have to get back to you on that bit about butts. That's another thing entirely. "...Okay, so you're totally messing with me right now, aren't you? Mean." You would pick now of all times, wouldn't you? The one time he can't actually touch you. That tickle attack later is gonna be soooo much worse now.
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