Brother love

[bemykismesis.livejournal.com]

Who: bemykismesis and soulcool
Where: Goldenron
When: The afternoon of the 22nd of August.
Summary: They are going shopping and also Soul is going to try to get Eridan to learn an instrument because all coolkids can play some kind of instrument.
Rating: Pg-13 for language
Log:

It has been a while since these two have actually done anything together so Eridan was a little excited. Since his brother was living across town, Eridan hasn't been able to really do much. Plus, Soul's been a little busy with Breeding Center work.

Eridan brushes his hair down one last time before leaving his room and going out to meet Soul in front of the hotel. When he gets outside, he leans against the wall and waits for his moirail to show up.

Comments

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

[When Soul manages to saunter up to the building, he gives Eridan a grin and a wave -- before the Jumpluff that's been following him, Sunshine, flies over to give her greetings as well.]

Looks like someone took a little extra time getting ready, dude. It's just a shopping trip, not anything special.

[bemykismesis.livejournal.com]

I w-want to look good w-when I go out in public.

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

You woulda looked fine.

[Siiigh. What an uncool little brother.]

Whatever -- let's go. I wanna look at the different stores they've got around.

[And maybe pick something up for Jade. Possibly. :x]

[bemykismesis.livejournal.com]

Hmph.

[And so he is following right after his older bro.]

W-what are w-we lookin' to buy again?

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

I dunno. Stuff?

[He may be frugal, but no one said he was smart when he did have extra. :|a]

I was thinking of looking around at music stores; wanna pick up a couple records if I can, you know? The music thing on the 'gear is cool and all, but it sucks that I can't talk and listen to music at the same time.

'Sides, our room could use a record player or something.

[bemykismesis.livejournal.com]

W-what do w-we need a record player for? Couldn't w-we just buy a mp3 player and speakers?

[Gosh, get with the program Soul]

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

... To play the records I wanna get?

[Eridan.























the point.]

You don't get good music on anything else, dude.

[bemykismesis.livejournal.com]

Who's to say that they hawe good records here? W-what if the records only hawe the same music that plays daily?

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

[Yeah he just. Stops. Dead in his tracks.

And shudders.]

Don't make me think about that; I've heard the song from Violet for so long, I could probably play it without even trying...

[HE WILL FIND GOOD RECORDS, SHUT UP]

[imthebestatthis.livejournal.com]

I'm goin' to laugh if they end up hawin' the town themes instead a actual music.

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

And I'll punch you if you laugh.

If worse comes to worst, I'll just pick Jade up a bass and we'll play our own goddamn good music.

[Playing jazz in his room with his girlfriend to block out the stupid theme songs > playing stupid classical music for a faceless, judging crowd, after all.]

Oh; and if we do find a record player, you're carrying it.

[imthebestatthis.livejournal.com]

W-why am I carryin' it! It'll be your record player so you carry it!

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

For being a little snot, that's why!

[yeah; he's just gonna grab you by the shoulders and give you a noogie. YOU ARE THE LITTLE BROTHER, THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR TALKING BACK.]

Now come on; there's gotta be at least five music stores here, and I wanna hit all of them.

[imthebestatthis.livejournal.com]

[papapapapapap he just did his hair soul gosh]

Alright, alright. Just don't touch my hair anymore.

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

[And he's stopping again.

To ruffle Eridan's hair.

Harshly.

Because he said not to.]

I always told you to just let it do whatever, haven't I?

[imthebestatthis.livejournal.com]

[Flail flail!]

Soul!

[Whine]

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

[BOTH HANDS HAIR RUFFLE x 2 COMBO]

Don't be such a brat; you look fine!

[imthebestatthis.livejournal.com]

[FLAILFLAILFLAIL and he's gonna jump to the side and cover his head with his arms]

I spent at least thirty minutes stylin' my fuckin' hair and you ruined it!

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

[Just gonna grab your wrist and DRAG YOU then X(]

Oh, shut up. You're fine; it's not like you're dying.

Besides, only girls spend that much time in the bathroom, dude. How lame.

[imthebestatthis.livejournal.com]

I am not fine! My hair is a total mess!

[Brb, he's taking out a small mirror and comb to fix his hair.]

Let go a my wrist.

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

... Dude. You're not seriously going to fix your hair, right here.

[NOPE, DRAGGING.]

If you look uncool, I look uncool -- so trust me. You're fine.

[imthebestatthis.livejournal.com]

[Tug tug]

Soul-- let go!

[OKAY he is just gonna. Gnaw at your arm then >8(]

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

[YEAH no, you don't bite mr. sharktooths, buddy. He's just gonna whop him on the head for that.]

Knock it off.

What are you -- a dog?

[imthebestatthis.livejournal.com]

[And he stops to rub his head.]

No.

okay I apologize for this one, aaa

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

Then stop acting like a pampered little bitch. Jeez...

[Drag drag drag. :|]

If I promise to buy you something, will you stop being a brat?