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[parodeity]

DAVE STRIDER

consider this your warning about stairs. itll just keep happening bro. im telling you man

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[parodeity]

[ will he get sick of it, though, real talk ]

Obviously I could loop you back too. I mean, which would you prefer?

[windeity]

[Haha anyway.]

Let me be the bad influence friend for once. It's college. Are they really going to pay attention to who is and isn't in a 200+ student lecture on Halloween?

[parodeity]

[ wow ]

You never know, they might. Especially if everyone else decides to skip. [ but he glances over at john, eyes shaded as always, mewpac curled on his chest probably because he lets the cat do whatever the cat wants... ] ...But yeah, okay, sure. You can be my bad influence friend. Are we also gonna smoke cigarettes behind some bleachers?

[windeity]

Okay, well, if everyone else decided to skip then maybe that should be a clue to cancel class all together. [Dave looks at him and John's awake and chipper and also shoving his phone at Dave since it has a picture/address of a haunted house on the screen. Mewpac remains content to purr on Dave's chest and John makes a face at her.]

We are not smoking, smoking is bad for you. But seriously, check this out.

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Hasn't anyone ever told you? Everythin' is bad for you. Included in that list is like, everything you could ever eat -

[ but okay he will take the phone to scroll through one-handed. ]

I'm in? I mean, I said I was already. But this doesn't look terrible. You totally laugh at jumpscares, don't you.

[windeity]

I will happily ignore most of that list, but that is mostly because I like eating. [He looks too excited though.] I cannot help it if I think jumpscares just aren't scary! But this place looks really promising. It'll be fun. It does mean separating you from Mewpac for a few hours. Think you can sacrifice that?

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...Is this some elaborate scheme to see if I like you better than the cat?

[ he's joking, but. ]

I think she'll be able to live without us. Maybe. Although of course she will pine?

[windeity]

Absolutely not. I am under no impression that you like me more than the cat. [There's a grin and he stretches his arms over his head, popping his spine again and ignoring the fact that his t-shirt is probably a little too short and exposing his stomach.]

We can probably get her a treat on the way home then to make up for being bad parents and abandoning her.

[parodeity]

[ hey here's a fun idea what if you stopped having john remove his shirt or like ride it up or whatever?????? WHAT IF.

dave helpfully elbows john in the stomach. lightly, but. ]

Excuse you, make that "bad parents" thing singular, I am a fantastic cat parent. [ things he doesn't genuinely believe: that ] But yeah, okay. You driving?

[windeity]

[You can blame literally all of the official art and fan art of him, it's not my fault he wears shirts that are too short. There's a laugh because even that was a little ticklish and he slides out of bed, heading for his closet while Dave hangs out with the cat.]

She does like you more than me. [Mewpac hangs out with him when Dave isn't around at least.] But yeah, I'll drive. I have the address up on my phone, it's across the city which isn't too bad.

[And from the closet comes...the Slimer shirt. Except his happy ghost is gray instead of green and he frowns slightly at it. Whatever, it's Halloween-ish so it'll go on.]

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Are we goin' retro for fashion?

[ the shirt just gets a slow drawl in response, but dave gently transfers the kitten from his chest to john's pillow (there are mews of protest but he actually has to slide out of bed to get dressed?) before going to his actual side of the room. ]

[windeity]

Seems thematic or whatever doesn't it? I found it in the back of my closet the other day and I kind of vaguely remember it. I'm surprised it fits, actually.

[He grins at the kitten because she's still adorable even if she doesn't like him as much before he digs through his dresser and stuff.] I am trying to be creeped out by magically-appearing things, but at this point I am tapped out on being creeped out.

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Does that mean I should join in?

[ though all he's doing is sliding into his black skinny jeans and locating sneakers, but. he has to pick a shirt eventually.

which he will then bury under like 2 sweaters maybe but ]

Honestly, it's not that weird.

[windeity]

It's not as weird as it could be. Also yes, obviously, you have to join me in the throwback. Which...I am guessing that means you actually got something else back, too? [Give him a second because he's mostly working on finding jeans and clean boxers and clean socks. The drawers are weirdly organized though so that's not a huge deal.]

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I am constantly getting things back. It's barely worth mentionin' at this point in my existence.

[ dave's clothes are somewhat more organized, mostly because he's actually good about clothes. he has to relocate where he threw the record tee, though. ]

[windeity]

What about if it was something really big like. I don't know, your turntables or something? Where the hell would we even put them?

[Dave can do that while John moves to finish getting dressed and grabbing his own sneakers.]

[parodeity]

I guess I'd store them with my parents? [ he'd have said "with yuri" but that's not an option. dave kind of shrugs, hauling his pajama shirt up over his head without so much as jostling his shades and immediately pulling on the other shirt, back to john. ] It hasn't been a huge concern so far. I get shit I can store in my 'dex or stuff that's digital or stuff that I can't store anywhere anyway 'cause it's just me.

[ then he's hunting around for a sweater. ]

[windeity]

So what you are saying is that with our luck, I am going to be the one who ends up with something big and stupid we can't put anyway. Also I have no idea how you do not run out of space in your sylladex. I keep losing slots. [Shoes go on and while Dave's hunting for a sweater John's going to go ahead and feed Mewpac so she has food before they leave.]

[parodeity]

I have more cards than you, probably. I started out with ten, but I got some more in the mail and just shuffled them in.

[ he doesn't...bother to explain how sylladex cards work he figures john knows...

he snags a red sweater but doesn't immediately throw it on, gesturing to his trademark record tee. ]

See? Stuff.

[windeity]

I only have ten right now, yeah. Too bad you can't mail-order request stuff from them. [But he's also staring at the record before he blinks in surprise. Suddenly the beat mesa makes sense.]

Stuff. Okay, point made. [He'll grab a hoodie (black) and actually slip it on because it is getting colder before grabbing his keys and his wallet.] As long as I do not find random shit in the haunted house it's fine. Ready?

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[ the sweater goes on over the shirt, and dave's probably going to be cold anyway. he also digs out a scarf, hand knitted with a bat pattern. presumably rose is to thank for that. ]

Yep. Lead the way, dude. And honestly, I don't know if gettin' more cards ever made you lose shit less.

[windeity]

[That's kind of cute but okay. Off they go and Mewpac ignores both of her dads in favor of food. Thanks, cat.]

I do not lose things that often. I'm still getting used to how it works but at least I know where everything is.

[parodeity]

You lose things more often than me?

[ dave is twisting the scarf around his neck, and hauling part of it up over his mouth to his nose, as he shoves his hands into his pockets. he's weak to cold, spare him. ]

[windeity]

That has nothing to do with not knowing how to use my sylladex and also, shut up, I can track most of my shit just fine. Like eighty percent of it. [Down to the car they go and he won't even comment on Dave being a huge baby. He'll just get in and punch open the passenger door.] Better than most odds.

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Not better than mine? [ he laughs even as he slides into the passenger seat. ] Seriously, Egbert. We need to fix your car door.