Damn it. Oi, quit looking at me like that, Princess. Take it and can it.
[ The sound of coins in a bag smacking something, and another grumble from Gladio. There might even be a half-snort from someone, but he's too busy brooding over it for a few seconds. ]
More like a brat than a prince...
[ A sigh, and he shakes his head to himself. ]
Anyway, I ain't your dad so I'm not gonna lecture you on the whole... [ He raises his voice an octave to try and match his father's- ] "You're an adult, so it's time you start acting like one and think with the head on your shoulders instead of the other one" - [ His voice drops back to normal, and he sniffs once. ] That whole thing like my dad used to. All I wanna say is... I 'unno.
More like I was the one who bet nothing would happen. He put money down on you two going at it like a couple teenagers at a drive-in.
[ Did they even have drive-ins in Insomnia? Spoiler alert: Totally. Gladio has in fact taken a date or two there just to see what all the hype was about, and he's almost a little ashamed to say he found himself getting too engrossed in the movie - usually old, cheesy films in black and white from his father's day and age - instead of his date. ]
I— W-Well, I mean, there's that but I also, uh. It's important that you guys're safe, yeah, but it's just as important that you guys had fun.
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[ U n l e s s . . . ]
...Or is that what kids these days are calling it? "Petting the chicken"?
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[A pause, then a little bluster, and then...]
We did not 'pet the chicken'! Maybe we kissed, okay?
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[ Godsdamn it. Cue some grumbling and the rustling of fabric -
Then, silence for a moment or two. ]
What kind of kissing we talking about? Tongue? No tongue? Hickeys?
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[That sounds suspicious.]
Why do you need to know so bad?
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[ And then quietly: ]
Noct and I maaaaaaaay have also placed a bet or two.
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[A pause.]
There was a little bit of tongue.
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[ The sound of coins in a bag smacking something, and another grumble from Gladio. There might even be a half-snort from someone, but he's too busy brooding over it for a few seconds. ]
More like a brat than a prince...
[ A sigh, and he shakes his head to himself. ]
Anyway, I ain't your dad so I'm not gonna lecture you on the whole... [ He raises his voice an octave to try and match his father's- ] "You're an adult, so it's time you start acting like one and think with the head on your shoulders instead of the other one" - [ His voice drops back to normal, and he sniffs once. ] That whole thing like my dad used to. All I wanna say is... I 'unno.
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Sounds like he won. Let me guess, he bet nothing would happen?
[A little bit 'ouch' but still mostly funny.]
You wanna say you dunno? Don't worry, I'll be careful. You know me. Always careful.
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[ Did they even have drive-ins in Insomnia? Spoiler alert: Totally. Gladio has in fact taken a date or two there just to see what all the hype was about, and he's almost a little ashamed to say he found himself getting too engrossed in the movie - usually old, cheesy films in black and white from his father's day and age - instead of his date. ]
I— W-Well, I mean, there's that but I also, uh. It's important that you guys're safe, yeah, but it's just as important that you guys had fun.
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