Virtual Cows. :]

CrushedSoul · 1 Virtual Cows. :] Wed Nov 18, 2009 4:02 pm

CrushedSoul

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!Virtual Cows.

The raven haired boy frowned at his lower half, thumbs hooked on the edge of his tattered jeans, with his other fingers valiantly trying to battle it out with the complex clasp. Zenick couldn’t even remember buying these pants – and if he had been there for the fitting, he sure as hell would of said no because of the damned button. “Crow!” he yowled in frustration, letting the fabric go so it rested around his hips, still unfastened. Behind his un-tamed locks (he hadn’t made it past getting dressed to the brush-your-hair phase) he scowled at the darkness, ears tuned to the sound of foot steps. None came. “Crow, dammit! It’s Thursday! You’re supposed to be sober!”
Looping fingers around the jeans once more he trudged through the messes that clustered on his floor, sticking his head out of the door way. “You need to help me! Or otherwise do the laundry so I actually have something else to wear!” Zenick could now hear a soft echo coming from the base of the stairs – it was accompanied by a rather noisy whurrrr. “… Crow, I know you’re on the computer, jackass.”
“Sssssh!” she snapped, her finger attacking the mouse in rapid succession, “I’m playing Farmville!” A soft, mechanical Moo seemed to echo her statement and without missing a beat, Zenick (softly) bashed his head against the wall.
“Zenz!” she hissed once more, flailing a hand in his direction.
“Help. Me!”
“No, I’m not coming up there!”
“I’m not going downstairs without pants on.”
“Why – where did that cow go – not?!”
“I have at least a little bit dignity!” This statement was really, truly false. He'd done so many stupid and embarrassing things in public, some he wasn't even aware of to have any self conscious of the world around him left.
“You dance around in your underwear all the time! Admit it, I see this! You just don’t know I’m watching!” Crow countered viciously, still going at the computer with the same vigor as before.
“… I hope your little virtual cows die.”
“And I wish you good tidings up there, standing in your Superman undies.”
“…” he stared for a moment, brushing away the locks from his eyes with a nonchalant sweep over his face. “…,” Zenick stayed silent for a bit more, hoping that his violet stare would penetrate the deep recesses of her mind, the little thing that her brain was, to magically make her descend the steps to attend to her disabled brothers’ needs.
“… I love you Zeniiccckkkk.”
“Oh 'eff you.”
“Nah, I already did that to my sheep.”

Virtual Cows. :]

1 Virtual Cows. :] Wed Nov 18, 2009 4:02 pm

CrushedSoul