Twelfth Car [Acidental Dictation] - Backdated to before the fight to end the plague

[teenagebadboy]

[Aaron has been very tired for the last few days and that has caused his mood to crash. He wears a frown on his face and the silliest things make him annoyed. Today it's shaving which riles him up. He had tried to trim his beard, something which he usually did without trouble. Ever since his first failed attempt at shaving he has got better. But today he cuts himself twice. He's drowsy and unfocused but the pain pushes him over the edge.]



Damn it! Flamin' razor. Burn in hell you bloody thing. Sod it!


[There there's a loud noise as he flings the razor and shaving cream down into the sink. He then kicks the pipes under the sink. He breathes heavily after his fit and rest against the sides of the sink. Nearby lies his journal which obviously picked it all up without him noticing.]

Can't cope with this...

Comments

[babyaliendaddy]

... What the fuck, dude?

[teenagebadboy]

What the...? [Aaron looks up at the familiar voice and looks over to the journal. He groans and walks over to pick it up.] Sodding journal. picking things up people need to no nowt about.

I cut myself on the bloody razor. Like my day couldn't get any worse.

[babyaliendaddy]

Well if you didn't want it on the journal, dude, close the damned thing.

[Says the guy who can't seem to remember to shut his.]

Grouchy about a baby cut?

[teenagebadboy]

It bloody opened by itself and crept up on me. I hate that blasted thing.

Don't get smart, I'm really not in the mood. I can't get rested and I'm plagued by soddin' nightmares. You know nowt about how my last few days has been. I'm not in a good mood so don't you flippin' test me.

[babyaliendaddy]

Well that's fucking weird. What kind of nightmares? Is that why you're such a grumpy asshole? Seriously, you and Church could have a contest.

...Church would still win.

[teenagebadboy]

The kind which wakes you up in the middle of the soddin' night, duh. It's not a contest and you're not funny. I just want some flippin' shut-eye.

[babyaliendaddy]

Huh. Okay. I have a sure-fire way to make sure you get some solid sleep, dude.

[It was called a shovel, and he was going to apply it to the back of his head.]

[teenagebadboy]

The chuffin' problem here is not that I don't get sleep is that I'm still tired. And that's a flippin' big problem. The other day I spilled my cup of tea all over me and today I cut myself.

[Does that include brain damage and split skulls? Then Aaron is better off without it.]

[babyaliendaddy]

And tomorrow you'll fall off the roof?

[Only a little. Not so much that you'd notice.]

[teenagebadboy]

Hu huh, isn't you hilarious. Honestly I don't know what shite will happen tomorrow and honestly I'm better without.

[babyaliendaddy]

Well I say not stabbing yourself would be a good start.

[teenagebadboy]

Yeah, cheers.

[babyaliendaddy]

Or falling over stuff. I'd avoid that too.

[teenagebadboy]

You're all heart. [Sarcasm but the playful banter have improved his mood slightly.] I've already tripped over stuff innit. Not very pleasant.

[babyaliendaddy]

I know. It comes from my sensitive, chick side. [He waggled a finger at the journal.] See, this is where you're getting into trouble. Stop doing the things that hurt.

[teenagebadboy]

What, you got a manly side? [Teases]

[babyaliendaddy]

I'm totally manly, right here.

[teenagebadboy]

I haven't noticed. You might want to work on that or your penis license may get revoked. [Still teasing which is clear from the tone in his voice.]

[babyaliendaddy]

Excuse me, my penis is fully licensed AND awesome! You wish you had a penis this sweet, dude.

[Waaaaaait a minute.]

...Yeah, you still wish you had a penis this sweet.

[He'd roll with it.]

[teenagebadboy]

Nah I'm good with what I got. I know how to work it and I don't need anything else.

You sure that you're straight? 'Cos that did sound a bit weird, mate.

[babyaliendaddy]

[Hand, meet forehead.]

... Yeaaaaah, I'm just trying to be, you know, supportive of your life choices and all that shit. You know, not treating you any different or whatever.

[teenagebadboy]

It's not a choice tho innit. But yeah I appreciate you not treating me any different. I just hate that. It's nothing special really.

I used to tease my best friend about that stuff. But it's done for fun, I don't mean anything about it. I don't mind and I'm glad you don't either.

[babyaliendaddy]

Okay, cool. It's just a thing we do.

Still, if you want me to help you pick up dudes, I've got your back, man.

[Because that's what Good Friends did, dudes.]

[teenagebadboy]

[Shrugs.] Yeah.

Cheers but I already got someone back home. [Frowns slightly.]

[babyaliendaddy]

[Blink, blink.]

Damn. Everyone's in a relationship but me. Well, and Church but he's a jackass.

[teenagebadboy]

Yeah but he isn't here. Don't know if we even got a relationship yet. It's just someone I met who fancied me and whom I fancied back. So yeah maybe your skillz will come in hand anyway. Or we can just drink ourself bladdered.

[babyaliendaddy]

...I'm not sure if that sucks or that's awesome. Maybe kind of both. Either way, I support your non-crazy-non-relationship and will help you if it falls through because of ... ah ... interdimensional bullshit.

[teenagebadboy]

Yeah cheers. No need to worry about it.

I guess you just gotta do the best of being here. Even though it's a pretty shitty place.