My beloved monster and me

[oneagainstall]

Who: Gren and Misty
Where: The lake
When: 25/10
Rating: Likely some swearing and probably some smoochin'
Summary: Two swamp people attempt to have a normal date
The Story:

Gren really isn't equipped for romance. Not that he can't have romantic feelings, of course, Misty is living proof of that- he's just not much experienced in that area. His life has always been pretty simple, from eldritch Nordic swamp horror to the short, angry guy that haunts dive bars. Simple, easy, keeping everyone bar the people he cares about the most at arms length.

But now there's Misty, and he's equal parts happy he has her and terrified he's going to do something to fuck this up. He's taken Shawn's advice (for better or for worse) for a good first date and set up a picnic by the lake. Of course, he has no idea what Misty likes to eat, so he's gone with a mixture of everything and just hoped for the best. He's set up a blanket- for her benefit more than his own - and even managed to drag a few candles, some wine and a frazzled-looking boombox out of his closet.

"God. This looks fuckin' awful."

Still, he's done what he can, sends her a message of where to meet him, and spends the rest of his time staring at his poor attempt at a picnic, waiting for her to arrive.

Comments

[twirlier]

"It would be, just like this is." Because here is sweet to her, and the thought is beautiful. Even if they can't ever have anything like that out of Wonderland, that Gren even thinks of such things, that makes her smile. It makes all of this so much more to her, something she's imagined and never had until now.

"And this," she says softly, trying to sound ominous though she's still smiling. "Is why this is bad. They'll rise up you know. Take over one day."

[oneagainstall]

"Well. I can't argue with that."

He glad he managed to get something right here, at least. Though he's at least coming to terms with the fact that he doesn't have to try especially hard to impress her. She likes him just as he is, which is still sometimes an insane concept to him, but there it is.

"They would. We'd be under our snail overlords, having to go and get them...fuckin' cuttlefish or whatever."

[twirlier]

Again she giggles because she can imagine this and it's funnier than it should be. Hugging Gren tight as she thinks about that, then canting her head to look at him once more.

"The worst part though is the slime, you know. I mean, it would end up being everywhere."

[oneagainstall]

He laughs, a rare grin splitting his features- something becoming less rare in her presence.

"God, can you imagine it? I'd be getting in places you didn't even think you fuckin' had."

[twirlier]

Misty gasps, leaning back to stare at him. Just gaping for the longest time and then busting up laughing.

"Oh. My. God. Gren!" She can't stop laughing at that, so many bad mental images. "And all I thought about was all the sliding and falling."

[oneagainstall]

He snickers, he really can't help himself sometimes.

"Aww, see, you're thinking too small. Gotta think about them crevices."

[twirlier]

Dancing has kind of fallen to the wayside, mostly because she can't keeping moving to the rhythm while she is giggling that much. Clinging to him as she presses her face to his shoulder and laughs.

"I am! And I need not to be!"

[oneagainstall]

He's fine with the lack of dancing, hearing her laugh, and knowing he, of all people, managed to make her do so is more than enough for him.

"I mean, no one really wants that mental image hanging around for too long. Just in case it starts creeping up on you in casual conversation with some poor sap who hasn't though about snails and their slime thereof. You'd just space out and that'd be all kinds of awkward. "

[twirlier]

She thumps him on the shoulder, snickering as she leans back enough to wipe her eyes, bright with laughter. Flushed and happy and realizing that while it might be her first date, it didn't matter if it was her hundredth date. It is the best.

She also knew part of what she is going to do for him for Christmas.

"I'm glad we met, Gren. You're really good people. No matter what you'll tell me otherwise."

[oneagainstall]

It's a damn fucking fine first date. Almost no incidents. Maybe he;s not so shitty at this after all. He'd also very much appreciate a gift- though she could honestly give him a rock she picked up from the ground and he'd treasure it, because it came from her.

"I can agree with being glad to have met you, at least," the good people thing, he's less sure of, his thumb traces he curve of her cheekbone. "Really glad. You're...really fuckin' special, you know that?"

[twirlier]

Her eyes close, leaning into that touch and enjoying that tender touch, the way they just so easily fell into contact with one another. Turning her head gently, kissing the pad of his thumb.

"I believe it because you've said so," she admits, really just feeling average in the world she's known. "Also the magic," she teases.

[oneagainstall]

A corner of his lips turns into a smile, small, but there. He likes this. The closeness. He lets out a soft snort of amusement.

"Right 'course, how could I have forgotten about the magic," he chuckles. "But glad to know my say so stands for something. Real feather in my cap, that"

[twirlier]

Misty beams at him, not ever imagining she might be with someone in a relationship like this. Especially one where she's so comfortable and content and happy.

"You have to know that with me, your word means a lot." She pauses, arching a brow. "You know that right?"

[oneagainstall]

He does know that, of course he does. Back home, well, he's not know as a liar, but other Fables avoid him on principle. The Compact may have absolved them of all their past crimes, but it didn't get rid of anyone's memories. People didn't trust him, he was dangerous and angry and a Fable to avoid. It made the people who actually listened to him, who wanted to know what he had to say and knew he meant those words- it made them all the more precious.

"Yeah, I know. Thanks."

[twirlier]

"Nope. Thank you. For all of this," she says, still bright eyed and beaming. "I know Wonderland isn't for everyone, but for me this is truly the best thing that happened to me. It makes Hell worth it."

Which is saying a lot given the torment she's been through, but at least here she's been allowed to have the things she never had before. At worst she'll accept that it may one day be gone, but it's enough that it happened.

[oneagainstall]

"Well, gimmie a couple other dates and I'll probably make this a little better."

Not really, but it is a good excuse for a few extra dates. Not that he needs them, of course, but still. He isn't sure if anything is worth being in Hell for- but then, he supposes he;s always seen Wonderland as a very safe reprieve for her. Hopefully one that lasts as long as possible.

"Yeah, you know, in perspective, it ain't such a bad place at all."

[twirlier]

The longer she's in Wonderland, the longer the horror she's been through becomes an abstract. She knows it's awful and horrible and nearly destroyed her, but she has to focus on the good parts, the things she's has now. Otherwise the fear of returning might well drive her insane.

"But now there's offer of more dates, so I'll give you all the tries you think you need," she teases, definitely willing to keep trying and seeing what happens between them.

[oneagainstall]

"Wow, that's really generous of you. I think I need a lotta tries. You know, to get it right."

And not to use as an excuse to have even more dates, obviously, because that wouldn't be the reason at all, nope.

[twirlier]

"Who am I to take away your chance to make things perfect? I would be a monster to do that," she says, shaking her head, trying hard not to smile. "I'm sure we can come up with some ideas of interesting dates. In the interest of helping you."

Just that he wants more dates makes her happier than she could have imagined.

[oneagainstall]

"You would be, and the last thing any of us wanna be are monsters."

He winks, to show he's joking, because he knows that he tends to come off as...touchy about that at the best of times. Never towards her, though.

"But that's mighty fuckin' charitable of you."

[twirlier]

Grinning at that, moving to gently cup his face with both of her hands. "Do you want to know the truth, Grendel?" Saying it softly as she leans in, kissing him tenderly. "I think that in different ways, we're both monsters and I'm glad for that."

And she truly means it. She's glad that they're different. It's why things work so well for them, she believe.

[oneagainstall]

He smiles into the kiss, at her touch- so very gentle, it's always an honest surprise. He's more than happy to return that kiss.

"You know, I think I can live with that. We can be fuckin' monsters together. Us against the world."

Just how he likes it.

[twirlier]

"Exactly," she murmurs softly. "Us against the world. We can manage anything we want," she says. "Together."

(ooc: and wrap there?)