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psychoshenanigans2018-05-06 05:48 pm
birdsbirdsbirds) wrote in psychoshenanigans2018-05-06 05:48 pm
HIGHSCHOOL // AU
This shit has practically become its own canon so here's a post pulling it all together.
1) Robin and Tek meet at a party, get drunk, play gay-chicken in a closet, get kicked out of said party, and then have a weird sleepover at Robin's house.
2) They wake up in the middle of the night because Tek has to puke, but Robin is nice about it and the two of them fall back asleep.
3) They meet up again after school, and Robin "invites" Tek out to go eat at Danny's and see a movie.
3) At the movies, hilarity ensues.
ALSO THIS STUFF (not in chronological order yet):
https://psychoshenanigans.dreamwidth.org/13202.html?thread=947346#cmt947346
https://psychoshenanigans.dreamwidth.org/17522.html#cutid1
Also notes for the canon:
Robin's parents are divorced; his biological dad is not brought up much. His step-father is doing work abroad and has brought many of Robin's step-siblings with him. Robin was left behind to finish his education and he's been bitter about it ever since. His aunt swings by to take care of him, feed him, make sure he's doing okay, etc., and his mom Skypes with him at least a couple of times a week.
Also his teenage name is "Robin Redmond", lol.
1) Robin and Tek meet at a party, get drunk, play gay-chicken in a closet, get kicked out of said party, and then have a weird sleepover at Robin's house.
2) They wake up in the middle of the night because Tek has to puke, but Robin is nice about it and the two of them fall back asleep.
3) They meet up again after school, and Robin "invites" Tek out to go eat at Danny's and see a movie.
3) At the movies, hilarity ensues.
ALSO THIS STUFF (not in chronological order yet):
https://psychoshenanigans.dreamwidth.org/13202.html?thread=947346#cmt947346
https://psychoshenanigans.dreamwidth.org/17522.html#cutid1
Also notes for the canon:
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[he asks, foolishly, ducking into the driver's seat.]
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[and as soon as he's buckled into his seat, he props the flaps of the box open enough that a hint of the doll inside can be seen... and he starts snapping pics. gotta get an early start on the evening's social media adventure.]
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[he rolls his eyes at the thought, pulling out of the parking lot and driving towards the start of a ridiculous haunted doll adventure.]
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after candles and teriyaki is the most important leg of their journey: Toys R Us. fueled by glazed chicken and the spooky mood of approaching evening, Tek practically frolics down the aisles. despite the fact that he is almost uncomfortably out of place in this setting--more than one mother giving the gothy, cross-dressing teen a sideways glance and steering their child in a different direction--Tek hits the shelves like he owns the place. whether he's been here recently or just has an exceptional memory from his childhood days, he seems to know the place like the back of his hand.
first, they head to the all-pink section of the store to pick out a doll friend. in the Barbie aisle, their adventure starts out as all snickers and mockery... until Tek's pace slows at the far end of the row and he gets quiet, beginning to take closer looks at a particular set of dolls there.]
...Actually, this one is kind of cute. And... is she shorter than the other ones?
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[said more to himself than anyone else as they pass through the doll aisle. he's never been one to hate pink thinks just because they're pink--but the sheer volume of peptol-bismol-colored plastic garbage assaulting his retinas may actually be hurting something in his brain.
to cope with this (and the small, nagging weirdness of being a teenage boy in a store for kid's toys), he gets distracted by the first thing he finds remotely interesting.
by the time he realizes something else is going on, he's pulled back on the string of a pink bow ("girl power, no boys allowed, xoxo" are just some of the bright decals slapped all over the heart-shaped handle) and is aiming an invisible arrow at Tek. it isn't until talking happens that he starts paying attention.]
Huh? [he tilts his head out around his own pointing arms.] What's that?
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Whoa... and I think this one is actually chubby? ...Barbie makes dolls that aren't all white, blonde aliens??
[warning! warning! Tek is beginning to sound something like actually interested in Barbie dolls.]
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Uh... Yeah, I guess so.
[he is really the wrong audience for this. outside of viral YouTube videos about plucky groups of internet celebrities trying out the haunted doll fad, he really doesn't have much experience with them or reason to care.]
Maybe they finally caught up to the 21st century, I dunno.
[he shrugs. again, not his department.]
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...Hmm.
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Are we... going to keep going, or...?
[and then he really looks at the scrutiny on Tek's face, the way he seems to be measuring a number of invisible things, perhaps rationalizing a purchase, and he realizes--]
Tek, are you seriously unironically thinking of buying Barbie dolls right now?
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[but, boy, that assertion seems to fade as he steps toward Robin to show him the two he's trying to decide between. as if Robin's disdain and disinterest is magically going to turn to something more helpful in the span of seconds.]
So, there's this tall Asian one, which is pretty great, but her clothes are really boring. And then there's this chick. Her hair like... has a blue streak in it and her clothes aren't embarrassing? But she's just got a boring white-girl face.
[...so yes, absolutely trying to decide which Barbie doll to unironically buy.]
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Are you asking for my opinion?
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No, I want to know what you want to have for lunch tomorrow.
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This is the gayest thing I have ever been a part of.
[he tosses the box in his hand back towards the shelves; someone else will pick it up, it's not his problem. he has an exasperated comment to make.]
The Asian one, obviously. Get that other basic bitch out of here.
[he will then attempt to walk away, as if that somehow absolves him of having had an opinion about any of this.]
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the other doll is returned to the shelf, the winning doll is tucked lovingly under Tek's arm, and he skips over to catch up with Robin before he gets too far.
when they leave the aisle, however, he doesn't turn toward the checkout lanes. he turns and heads toward the back of the store for the real reason he's here.]
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Sorry, are we not done with that? [he'd thought the doll was, uh, pretty much whatever the fuck they were here for?]
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Done with what?
[turning again, he's taking them right into the boardgame section.]
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[originally, he'd seriously assumed that Tek just wanted to go here for weird doll accessories that would make the whole "seance" thing funnier... but they pass up the rest of the doll aisles entirely in favor of the boardgame section.
what were they looking for, Yahtzee? Monopoly?]
What are we still looking for?
[he follows along behind, clearly oblivious to what awaits them further down the aisle.]
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[duh! exasperated over Robin's apparent cluelessness, Tek flounces his way down the aisle, quickly scanning the titles as he goes... until he finally stops in front of what he'd been looking for, and just gestures to it with a big flourish.
there, awaiting a couple of suckers like them, are the Genuine Hasbro Ouija boards.]
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[judging by the confusion, and then surprise, written all over Robin's face, he had no idea that Ouiji boards were available for purchase in local stores. he walks right up to a set, picks it up, scans over the lid and repeats the only question he can think of.]
What?
[he flips the box over to the back. upon seeing that it is not an elaborate prank (but instead, a Genuine Hasbro Product), he turns to look back at Tek in complete bewilderment.]
These are a children's toy??
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[misunderstanding the exact nature of Robin's disbelief, he reaches and pulls a corner of the box toward himself, intending to point out how the recommended age range is for teenagers (or pre-teens at the very least)... but trails off when he sees that the box says "for ages +8."]
...Oh. Nevermind.
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[he gestures at the box as if he wants some kind of an explanation. when none comes, his staring turns to a slow blink, which turns to him pushing the board game up towards Tek's face.]
Tek, why can I buy these in my local Toys R Us. Why is this a thing?
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Where else would you get them? Do you think they only show up in spooky attics when you're least expecting it or something?
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[so sue him, he's never had to think about where Ouiji boards come from before. he shrugs, making a couple of nothing sounds before finally lowering the board.]
Or from like--I thought you got them from spooky mediums, or like, you know, weirdos on Etsy.
[he's astonished, really, looking back at the stack of them available for purchase.]
I didn't think they were mass produced by a children's toy company, what the fuck.
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take this. accept this.]
...Gotta make money on superstitious teen girls somehow, right?
[c'mon. accept the reign of capitalism and let's go.]
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[but now he's holding onto this board pretty securely. he tilts it back to get another look at the front, taking in the spooky, haunted-house looking fonts and fake wood grain...]
Shit, does it have like, a Hasbro trademark on it and everything?
[he hasn't said no to buying it... luckily for Tek, he's curious enough about this thing being mass-produced by a toy company for wide consumption that he's started walking away with it, presumably ready to purchase it so he can witness the capitalist pit-trap himself.]
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