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World Eight Hour Seven
“I wish you’d stop making jokes about me not hitting puberty yet,” Bart said sounding really annoyed. He felt like a real Dick Bart was the only friend he had left who wasn’t pissed at him currently. His friend disappeared for a split second and returned with a hot dog. “It gets really old and I do notice attractive people and have a sex drive.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t know it was bothering you,” He said amazed that Bart had just admitted to having a sex drive. “You just never seem to comment on finding anyone attractive so it’s easy to miss.” He knew he should be more observant but he still had a knee jerk desire to defend himself.
“Well it’s hard to bring up cause I think so much faster than everyone else,” Bart said leaving the room several more times and returning with various items in between his words. “The rest of you are too slow to really keep up with my thinking you can switch your super speed senses off mine are always there.”
“I can’t really switch them off I can just sort of tune out the rest,” He said glad that ability came natural to him otherwise he’d have probably been more irritating than Bart on his worst days. “But still dude if you ever want to talk about any girls you might be interested in feel free to come to me.” Bart blushed and stammered out a hasty evasive answer that made him curious. “Relax Dude you can talk to me about guys too.” He saw Bart blush and guessed Bart didn’t realize he went both ways. “After all Dude that couple of Tamaran were a husband and wife didn’t you notice.”
“I was too busy sampling all the food to pay much attention,” Bart admitted. “I really liked those green things that wiggled as they went down.” He burst out laughing as Bart wiggled to demonstrated how they felt. He didn’t know why he did it but on a whim he leaned in and gave Bart a kiss.
“Shit,” He said to himself as he got up and headed for the door. He should have known Bart wouldn’t take that very well. Then Bart was back dragging him from the room and up to the roof. “Why are we on the roof Bart?”
“I want you to go,” Bart said quickly. “You need to get out of here.” He could hear the hurt in Bart’s voice. He refused to go and Bart started to zip away so he snagged him with his TK. He knew Bart could pull himself free if he really turned on the speed. “Just go Kon I want you to go.”
“I’m sorry okay I shouldn’t have kissed you without permission.” He said wondering if he’d screwed up another friendship. “Please we don’t have to mention it ever again can’t we just forget about it?”
“So it was just a joke or something you didn’t want to kiss me?” Bart asked seemingly even more offended. “Now you really need to get the hell out of here.” Bart rarely swore so it surprised him. “I mean it Kon let go or I’m going to hurt you.”
Ordinarily he’d make a joke about Bart not actually being able to hurt him but he thought that would be a stupid thing to do. “Look I kissed you because I wanted to but I should have asked first and made sure you wanted to.” He managed to get out. “I’m really screwing this up aren’t I?”
“Yes you are,” Bart said and then got quiet for a few seconds which for him was a really freaking long time. “We need to go on a date,” Bart said surprising him. “Yes that’s it we’ll go on a date so let’s go.” He chose not to say anything in response and let Bart drag him along wondering what on Earth he’d gotten himself into with that kiss.
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World Eight Hour Seven
“I wish you’d stop making jokes about me not hitting puberty yet,” Bart said sounding really annoyed. He felt like a real Dick Bart was the only friend he had left who wasn’t pissed at him currently. His friend disappeared for a split second and returned with a hot dog. “It gets really old and I do notice attractive people and have a sex drive.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t know it was bothering you,” He said amazed that Bart had just admitted to having a sex drive. “You just never seem to comment on finding anyone attractive so it’s easy to miss.” He knew he should be more observant but he still had a knee jerk desire to defend himself.
“Well it’s hard to bring up cause I think so much faster than everyone else,” Bart said leaving the room several more times and returning with various items in between his words. “The rest of you are too slow to really keep up with my thinking you can switch your super speed senses off mine are always there.”
“I can’t really switch them off I can just sort of tune out the rest,” He said glad that ability came natural to him otherwise he’d have probably been more irritating than Bart on his worst days. “But still dude if you ever want to talk about any girls you might be interested in feel free to come to me.” Bart blushed and stammered out a hasty evasive answer that made him curious. “Relax Dude you can talk to me about guys too.” He saw Bart blush and guessed Bart didn’t realize he went both ways. “After all Dude that couple of Tamaran were a husband and wife didn’t you notice.”
“I was too busy sampling all the food to pay much attention,” Bart admitted. “I really liked those green things that wiggled as they went down.” He burst out laughing as Bart wiggled to demonstrated how they felt. He didn’t know why he did it but on a whim he leaned in and gave Bart a kiss.
“Shit,” He said to himself as he got up and headed for the door. He should have known Bart wouldn’t take that very well. Then Bart was back dragging him from the room and up to the roof. “Why are we on the roof Bart?”
“I want you to go,” Bart said quickly. “You need to get out of here.” He could hear the hurt in Bart’s voice. He refused to go and Bart started to zip away so he snagged him with his TK. He knew Bart could pull himself free if he really turned on the speed. “Just go Kon I want you to go.”
“I’m sorry okay I shouldn’t have kissed you without permission.” He said wondering if he’d screwed up another friendship. “Please we don’t have to mention it ever again can’t we just forget about it?”
“So it was just a joke or something you didn’t want to kiss me?” Bart asked seemingly even more offended. “Now you really need to get the hell out of here.” Bart rarely swore so it surprised him. “I mean it Kon let go or I’m going to hurt you.”
Ordinarily he’d make a joke about Bart not actually being able to hurt him but he thought that would be a stupid thing to do. “Look I kissed you because I wanted to but I should have asked first and made sure you wanted to.” He managed to get out. “I’m really screwing this up aren’t I?”
“Yes you are,” Bart said and then got quiet for a few seconds which for him was a really freaking long time. “We need to go on a date,” Bart said surprising him. “Yes that’s it we’ll go on a date so let’s go.” He chose not to say anything in response and let Bart drag him along wondering what on Earth he’d gotten himself into with that kiss.
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