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Tweak says, "RUN AWAAAAYYYYY!!!"

egodeath (egodeath) wrote in forgotten_gods,
@ 2009-07-05 22:30:00

Entry tags:

shrooms, speed

Who: Shrooms and Speed
What: Talking during the drive
Where: On the road, toward NYC
When: Tonight
Warnings: Drug family!

They would be back in the city by tomorrow night, maybe. Tuesday at the latest. Tracer had started to feel more like himself on this trip, but he'd meant it when he'd told brother-grandfather Peyote that they'd worn out their welcome. The highway that stretched look ominous behind him, now in the dark, and in front of them it looked... fresh. He was glad to be on his way back to his family, even if they were broken. And he was happy to be on his way back to the city, even if he didn't know what was waiting for him when he got there.

In the backseat, he thought that Harmony might have been asleep, but it was getting harder and harder to tell. "There should always be fireworks," He said, almost absently, to Speed, always awake and beside him.

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crankit
2009-07-06 03:54 am UTC (link)

Shooting out a text to Davis and turning his phone in his ever shaking hands, Speed was a mess of emotions about returning home. He was anxious, because he had no idea what to expect. Everything had changed. Before the trip, Speed had clinged mostly to Marijuana, but now he felt infinitely closer to Tracer and Harmony, as broken as they all were. He was sure that his other two brothers back in NYC had grown closer as well, and that was hard to swallow. Still, he was excited. He missed Kitty and Rabbit and family. He missed Davis and Matt and even the other Highway mortals. The road trip had done wonders, but all good things had to end.

"There should!" he chirped, sliding a small hand to Tracer's arm. "I like them, 'specially the big bright ones that light up like the sun." He gazed out the open window at the sky before turning toward his brother. "Wonder how they make all the colors..."

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egodeath
2009-07-06 04:04 am UTC (link)

"Gunpowder," Tracer thought he knew, drawing the knowledge up from somewhere and not sure that it was true. He grinned, though, shrugging, and he picked up Speed's hand from his arm with his other hand, instinctively and impulsively raising it to his lips and smacking a soft kiss to his brother's palm, then his wrist. He wasn't sure what drove him to do it, but he wasn't particularly embarrassed about following the instinct.

"Are you nervous?" His brother was always twitchy, always on edge, and Tracer was used to it. But they were going home, and he thought it was a pretty valid question. He knew what Mari had meant to Speed, before.

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crankit
2009-07-06 04:47 am UTC (link)

Speed whimpered quietly at the gentle contact, brushing his thumb over Tracer's soft lips when he got the chance. "Gunpowder?" he asked simply. "Boom!" he said, but not loud enough to wake Harmony if he was indeed sleeping.

Was he nervous. "Little bit." he said quietly, chewing his lower lip. He knew things had changed, but it would take some getting used to, that much he was certain about. "Trace?" he started, laying his blonde head against his big brother. ''Where will we stay?'' He didn't think he could deal with staying at the Highway, but he knew that he wanted to be with Tracer and Trip. Forever, in fact, if they could stand him for that long.

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egodeath
2009-07-06 10:17 pm UTC (link)

Tracer knew when his brother got quiet that it was something important, and he frowned at the affirmation that he as nervous. But at least he had an answer for the second bit. "I'm getting us a place... I found it today." He didn't want to admit that Cam and Mari had had any place in it. "We'll get a hotel? Something nice like a suite for a few days? If you want. While I sign all the papers and all." Because he wanted Speed and Harmony with him too. They were a unit, now, almost. They could survive if they were together .

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	crankit 2009-07-07 02:29 am UTC (link)
	Speed's face broke out into a grin at the idea. "Really?!" He hugged against Tracer, giggling lightly. "Oh, I can't wait!" he said, shaking with excitement. The thought of a house to themselves was almost too much to take. "Can we get a big cushy bed to share?" he asked. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

egodeath
2009-07-07 02:31 am UTC (link)

Tracer was glad for the smile. With Harmony, there hadn't been smiles for so long, and he was grateful for Speed. For smiles that still came easily. "We can," he said, and for the first time thought he could share his idea. He liked his idea, but it had been secret for so long. "And I want a breakfast nook. Downstairs there's a kitchen... it used to be something else, a little shopfront with a kitchen..."

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	crankit 2009-07-07 02:57 am UTC (link)
	"Breakfast nook!" he repeated with a huge smile. He wasn't much of an eater, but he could force down peices of food with mushrooms in them for the sake of being close to Tracer. "I think it would be fun to do naughty things on a breakfast nook." he said, chewing his lip coyly. Of course, his head was never too far from sex, but he was genuinely excited. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	egodeath 2009-07-07 03:00 am UTC (link)
	Tracer barked a laugh and hoped it didn't wake his brother, then grinned brightly at Speed. "We can do that too?" But he wasn't what his brother needed, not that way, he knew. He couldn't be what Mari could, or what the bikers and truckers Harmony seemed to like could be. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

crankit
2009-07-07 07:07 pm UTC (link)

Speed loved that laugh. If he could read Tracer's thoughts, he would reassure him. He was already what he needed. Maybe he couldn't offer the delicious pain and dirty words but he had Davis and Matt and others for that. All he needed was Tracer's love and he had that.

"Ok, good!" he said, resisting the urge to do something potentially dangerous to Tracer's driving. He settled on running his fingers through his soft hair with a happy sigh. "I love you."

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	egodeath 2009-07-08 01:49 am UTC (link)
	Tracer wouldn't have minded, really. He thought he could drive through anything, he was so used to it again. And he wouldn't have many chances for a while, probably. He sighed though, nuzzling his head a little into the petting, resisting the urge to close his eyes. "I love you too." And then, quieter, "... You do want to stay with me, us, don't you?" (Reply to this) (Parent)