psychoshenanigans | HIGHSCHOOL // AU

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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.

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[Tek doesn't seem to notice the weapon aimed at him and holds the boxed-up doll out toward Robin, expectantly waiting for him to take it while he takes another one off the shelf.]

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.]

[he's not so dedicated to this pink bow that he actually wants to hold it up long enough to get a reaction--so eventually he drops his arms, hangs the bow back up on the wrong hook, and takes whatever doll is being held out in his direction.]

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.]

[for once, Tek doesn't need outside acknowledgement for something that he's interested in. this one is all him... and it looks like it might take a hot minute. he's got two dolls--one in each hand--and he's quietly scrutinizing the both of them. by the look of it, there is a complicated system of measures and factors being weighed against one another in his head while he tries to decide... and none of them have anything to do with a silly, haunted doll prank that they're meant to be a part of.]

...Hmm.

[...okay, is he just supposed to stand here, or what?]

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?

What? [returning to the present, he's quick to at least try scoffing.] No. I'm just trying to decide.

[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.]

[Robin looks briefly between two dolls, still holding the one that Tek handed him originally, eventually glancing skeptically back up at Tek.]

Are you asking for my opinion?

[whatever makeup nonsense Tek had decided to conjure this morning happens to compliment the flat, bitchy look that he gives Robin now perfectly. it's like he knew he'd need it.]

No, I want to know what you want to have for lunch tomorrow.

[to that, Robin rolls his eyes, something he's gotten a lot more practice with since becoming locked in eternal friend-torment with Tek.]

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.]

[Tek actually lets him go, but there's a stupid, girly smile on his face before Robin pivots away. Robin has expressed any opinion--this means that he is part of this decision, this is a shared endeavor, this doll purchase is partly his responsibility, whether he realizes or accepts this or not.

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.]

[Robin actually takes a step towards the registers before he realizes Tek isn't following him. there's the tell-tale squeak of his sneakers as he spins in place, backtracking to head after his weird boyfriend.]

Sorry, are we not done with that? [he'd thought the doll was, uh, pretty much whatever the fuck they were here for?]

[Tek glances back, looking surprised both at the fact that Robin apparently hadn't been following him, and that he seems to be confused about something.]

Done with what?

[turning again, he's taking them right into the boardgame section.]

Done with the doll stuff...

[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.]

What do you mean? We need to get a board...

[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.]

What?

[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??

No. Of course not. They're for, like--

[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.

Yeah.

[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?

[Tek blinks back at him, slowly, as he finally starts to catch on to what Robin is actually getting hung up on here. and his eyebrows raise suddenly.]

Where else would you get them? Do you think they only show up in spooky attics when you're least expecting it or something?

I... I guess?

[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.

[Tek takes the lowered board from Robin's hands... and then slowly presses it toward the other boy's chest again.

take this. accept this.]

...Gotta make money on superstitious teen girls somehow, right?

[c'mon. accept the reign of capitalism and let's go.]

No, this is fucked up!

[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.]

[Tek laughs a little--short and dry--at Robin's continued indignation. he can find entertainment in this now that Robin seems like he's submitting to the purchase. though, even if Robin is walking away and committing himself to this, Tek needs to point out one more option before they go.]

Well yeah, otherwise there would be Disney ones, Mattel ones... though, if you do want one that matches our Barbie-- [he points back at a set of very pink boxes that are easy to overlook as being associated with the board in his hands because of their color.]

[it takes Robin a second to even realize what he's looking over at... but once he does, the indignance reaches an all-time high.]

No. No, no, no! We're leaving.

[which he says as he gets behind Tek and starts to jostle them faster down the aisle, using the boardgame to push the gothy teenager along in front of him.]

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[the dramatics make him giggle and he clips along faster in his tall heels, speeding up so that Robin isn't pushing him so much anymore. okay, okay, they're going.

but about halfway to the checkout lanes, Tek gasps as something dawns on him.]

Aw, fuck! ...I didn't film any of that.

[it would have been social media gold.]

[Robin covers his face to keep back a sudden embarrassed laugh--not because of the idea of being filmed, but because of the young girl whose eyes go wide at the sudden swear. as she turns to her mother, presumably to tattle on Tek for saying a bad word, Robin keeps on walking and continues in a quieter tone.]

Jeez, that would have been stupid. Vine would have loved it.

[he shakes his head, taking them through self-checkout. $34 of useless garbage to add on top of the $20 lunch and maybe $15 of snacks? he wonders if his mom will even ask, or if she's just going to assume he's out with friends or picking up a hobby.

well, that's not far off. a little of column A, a little of column B.]

[don't forget the $8 of candles. you can't have a haunted doll adventure without something that at least looks like a seance, and you can't have that without uselessly burning a bunch of candles.

Tek obviously hasn't noticed the scandalized child--or any of the other ones around them--as he gets into line, places the doll on top of the board game in Robin's arms, and continues to speak a little too loudly.]

I could have put that on Instagram and gotten a million hits. Goddamn.

[and he's not letting that opportunity pass him by again. his camera is already out and taking photos (hopefully) of this leg in their quest.]

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