Log: Mia and Teddy Who: Teddy and Mia What: Funness in Greece, When: Late night January 3/Early morning January 4 Where: Greece
Tonight had been a ton of fun. There’d been a lot of colorful drinks and dancing. Mia liked to dance, and when the company was nice to look at? Well, that just made it a whole lot better. But time was winding down. People were beginning to leave, but Mia was just hanging out in an alcove on an extra comfy couch in a small cuddle pile of people. Mia just sort of made friends with everyone wherever she went, and she was currently drunkenly giggly with a Finnish girl she’d met. It was very important that she was her new best friend for the night. Or her best Finnish friend for life. Not that she actually knew anyone else from Finland.
Her giggling was only interrupted by Teddy popping up. He was probably ready to go. “Teddddddyyyyy!” She called out dramatically, which she thought was hilarious.
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“Miiiiiiiaaaaa!” He called back, slow motioning his arms reaching out and running to her. He crouched by the couch where she was draped with a whole gaggle of others. “Good gawd, girl, can you even walk?” He looked to one of the laughing girls. “Honestly, I turn my back on her for two minutes, and the rum is all gone.”
He looked to the way Mia’s head flopped like a rag doll and tried to suppress a laugh unsuccessfully. “Do-do you need help up?”
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“Can I walk? Psssh.” She said waving a dramatic dismissive hand. “I’ve been able to do that since I was a baby… Toddler.” She turned to her new friend. “When do babies learn how to walk?” She didn’t really care, but she held her hand out to her friend for help up. “Are we leaving? I’m having fun,but I’m tired.” she pointed out looking entirely too put out.
Once he’d pulled her up she swayed a tiny bit, more from getting up entirely too fast than anything.
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The cuddle buddies moaned and groaned at the loss, but soon were shuffling about in new positions to fill the gap Mia had left. Teddy held onto her carefully, trying to judge her sense of balance before turning to stand side by side, solid shoulder at the ready for her to bump into as needed. “I don’t think I have ever seen you quite this far gone,” he noted, grinning.
“Do you need something on your stomach before we head back?”
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She smiled a bit stupidly at her new friends. “I love you all!” She said dramatically blowing them a kiss letting her hand wave in the air with enough force to mess with her balance a little. “But my knight is here to make sure I get home!” She turned to Teddy abit confused. “The pink things were delicious.”
She thought for a minute. “Yes, food. But I want to ride.” She said. “My feet hurt and are pointy.” The boots she had on only had like an inch heel at the most. Honestly mostly they were flats, but still…
She held up her hand expectantly. Teddy knew what to do. Her weight was nothing to him.
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“Ride? It’s not far enough to really need a cab or…” Then he realized what she meant and he laughed. “I’m not your knight at all! You just want me for your faithful steed!”
Someone called in a heavy accent that ‘yeah, you should ride that steed’! Teddy mocked a look of being scandalized before simply turning and kneeling down. “I’m not carrying you over my shoulder. But you better let me know if you feel sick.”
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She dramatically flipped the talker off. “HE HAS HIS OWN.” She pointed out much louder than she probably needed to. Mia climbed up on her friends back. She clasped her hands together loosely around his neck once she felt his arm go around her legs. “Am I choking you, because you’re too adorable to die.” She said ruffling his hair before returning her hands.
She let her head rest comfortably on him. “Hi Ho Silver. I want gyros!”
Once outside the cooler night air helped to sober her up a hair. “I love you. You’re one of my favorites forever.”
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“My hero,” Teddy said, hand to his chest at her outburst.
“Nah.” He could move or strength his windpipe when needed. It made it much harder to cut off air from him. “Hi ho Silver AWAY!”
He didn’t trot, just walked easily enough with his drunken friend backpack, grinning to anyone he passed because Mia was right--she wasn’t hard for him to carry at all. It was funny, how cuddly happy and tipsy she was at this moment.
“Hm?” He tilt his face a bit as though to look back at her. “Ditto, girlfriend. Now…” His voice changed, imitating Pinky from Pinky and the Brain perfectly. “Where are we going to find gyros at this time of night?”
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“Room service!” She said happily. And it was weird. She’d never in her life ever been in a position where room service was an option before. “We’ll tip well and they won’t judge you on how many of them you eat.” She said giggling.
“Hey that guy we just passed was checking you out.” She said with a smile.
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“Well, heck yeah! Room service then!” You would think after all the time hanging out with Mia he’d pick up on using curse words. “Drunken orders are allowed excess.”
“Which one?” Of course there really was only one, Teddy turning and walking backwards for a bit to look over the person walking the opposite direction. “Huh… Didn’t notice. And hey now, I can’t even list how many were eyeballing you. I was worried I was going to have to get a stick.”
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“You should make the call. I’m unsure if Greek people would understand what constitutes “a shitload of gyros.” Mia suddenly felt super smart that her drunk ass pulled off the word “constitute” with minimal problems.
“The hot ginger we just passed.” She said with a shrug. He couldn’t see it, but he could feel the movement. She did scoff a little. She was kind of used to getting eyeballed. Didn’t make it right, but there was little she could personally do about it. “You’re so overprotective. I yell at Ollie for saying shit like that.”
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“A buttload… is about ten or so? Twenty? Let’s make it twenty.”
“Eh, not bad. And I am pretty sure I would be protecting the other people more from you if you got wise to them,” he laughed. The laughter was necessary. He had a pretty grim memory of pulling Mia off a guy after she had made bloody teeth spit onto the pavement for ogling a girl before. But that was some time ago and definitely not here in Greece, where they were far from doing work, school or otherwise. “And really, you are pretty. You should never doubt that you’re a gorgeous gal. Take that from the horse’s mouth.”
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Mia was quiet for a long minute. He’d laughed when he’d said it, but what she asked next she did so rather softly and that tone people had when they’d been drinking but decided to start talking about Very Important Things. “Do you think I’d just beat up every guy I catch looking at me?” Her temper hadn’t been getting that bad had it?
“I know that.” She said about the other thing. And it wasn’t that she was trying to be arrogant about her looks, but her looks were the last thing she was self conscious about. And really she had a lot things that she wasn’t all that confident about, but she muddled through alright. She laughed. “You’re hot stuff too, fyi.”
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He took his time coming up with a good answer for that. Because no, she didn’t, but… His shoulders shrugged a little, which of course moved her a some with the motion. “You do get pretty angry about it. Some people look in a way that’s disrespectful. You and I both know that. Sometimes, though, you’re just pretty and people will admire that. It’s just what people do.”
“Aww, shanks!” Unlike Mia, he was pretty bashful about his looks. He used to be much more self-conscious then he was now, though, shifting to be what he thought was more ‘acceptable’. It had been years since he’d done that though. “I’m the handsomest steed this side of the Aegean! How’s your tummy?”
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“Yes, but I know the difference.” She pointed out. Mia had actually made a whole lot of progress (and without the aid of therapy thank you very much). She didn’t see predators everywhere. The girl that had spent her first night at Olivers with a chair jammed under the door and knife under the pillow was long gone. “But sometimes assholes deserve punches in the face.” She pointed out. “Guys wolf whistling 14 year olds deserve more than.” And it was something she was fairly unapologetic about.
“I’m okay.” She answered. She actually figured once she had food in her belly she’d go from trashed to kind of tipsy.
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“Not arguing that jerkholes deserve punching to the face,” he said easily, smirking over his shoulder. “That’s what we’re there for. Now, what about that chick on the end of the couch who kept looking hopeful that she could crawl your way? You were not being ogled solely by the fellas, chicky.”
Teddy grinned. “Good. Cause I’m about to break into a trot.”
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“I’m hot. It can’t be helped.” She joked. “I noticed her.” Mia admitted with a bit of shrug. She knew vacation flings were a thing, but she really wasn’t looking to hook up on this trip. “The last thing I need on this trip is a fling.” She said with a bit of a snort.
“Yes, It’ll be fun. But if you trip I’m going to kill you.”
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“True. We’re here to relax. Is that a thing, flinging during trips? That all just sounds complicated.” He thought that over, or tried to. Teddy wasn’t a ‘fling’ sort of person, so this actually took much more pondering than he was willing to perform while giving his friend a piggy back ride.
“Why, because I’ll damage the walkway?” he teased, then started trotting as promised. It was going to be faster to get to their room anyhow. “Tell me to pull over the instant you feel sick!”
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“Ummm What rock have you been under?” She sounded a bit incredulous that he hadn’t heard of this before. “Didn’t you ever hear that Stella Got Her Groove Back?” She gave a little laugh. “I guess it’s not. You know going in it’s temporary bit of fun, and really what’s more relaxing than bunches of orgasms?” She pointed out. Anyone else hearing this conversation would totally give them a second look.
She saw the hotel coming into view and as they entered the lobby she called out. “GYROS! TWENTY OF THEM! 314!”
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“I don’t keep track of global sexcapades! Although, okay few things more relaxing than multi-gasms.” A tourist was looking at them and Teddy looked back with an exaggerated grin. “Heh, I mean multi-grains! As in cereal. Moving on!”
The hotel lobby staff had even higher eyebrows when Mia announced this from her friend’s back. Teddy laughed nervously. “Uh, serously. Twenty Gyros for room 314, please.”
The lady at the desk said something in a language Teddy didn’t understand to her coworker, heading for the back.
“I promise it’s a serious request!” Teddy called after. The front desk lady was trying to not laugh while ushering them on, assuring they would get them. “Excellent. To the room!” He walked now that direction.
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“My point exactly!” She pointed out in the empty elevator. “And technically you don’t need about person for that.” She shook her head. Mia was a very open person about a great many things. She shrugged. “A vibrator doesn’t pawn your jewelry and try to screw your roommate.” She joked bursting into drunk laughs.
They made it to the room and Mia flopped on the bed, trying to toe off her boots and failing miserably. “Thanks for the ride.”
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“I wouldn’t know. I’ve never had one.” He said that thoughtfully, but then shrugged, then focused more on what he was doing, not wanting to bump Mia against any walls or doors.
Teddy watched her flop onto the bed then watched her clumsy attempts with her footwear. He was trying to suppress a smile as he sat on the edge of the mattress and reached for her boots to assist. “Here, before midnight strikes and you turn into a pumpkin.”
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Mia let him help with her boots, feeling a little dumb at the moment, but once they were off she did feel a great deal better. “Midnight’s over. And a really, really lame curfew.” She pointed out with a laugh. She rolled twice across the bed to reach her bag and pull out pjs.
“Alright. Be back I need out of leggings, Jesus.” She got dressed quickly in the bathroom, pulling on pair of green sleep shorts and Powerpuff Girls tanktop.
For good measure she drank a cup of water while she was in there as well.
Once out she flopped on the bed next to him. “You’re the best friend.”
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“Gee, if you’re the mogwai, what would gremlin-you be like?”
He flopped onto the bed after she left to change, sprawling and yawning, his own toes scuffing at the heels of his shoes to remove them. He peeked an eye open when he heard her come out, then scoot a bit even before she flopped down so she had more room.
“Good to know! Cause if I get married, I’m sticking you in a suit to be my best man. You can’t escape it.” He looked to her tanktop. “Despite being blond, you’re definitely more of the Buttercup. Cissie is Bubbles. She might even be able to talk to squirrels.”
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“Pssh, I’m basically already a Gremlin.” She pointed out.
Mia rolled over on her side, stuffing her hands under her pillow. She was still definitely intoxicated, but the cool air of the walk and the water had helped a bit. She snorted. “Really? You’re Bubbles.” She wasn’t even joking. Teddy was bubbles.
“Sometimes, I think you’re better at being friends than I am.”
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“Hey, I’m the green one.” But Teddy was nowhere close to gremlin in behavior.
“I don’t talk to squirrels! Would that make Cissie Blossom then?”
Teddy rolled over to his side to look at her, cheek resting on the inside of his elbow. He raised his brows some. “I don’t know about that. You’re outspoken--not bad at being a loyal friend.”
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“You’re the nicest one.” Mia pointed out simply. It was true. Not that Bubbles was a push over, neither wasTeddy. Teddy just had a nice way of dealing with the world.
She shrugged. “I’m not exactly forthcoming and you’ve always got to chase me down and make me talk about things. I’m difficult.”
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“That doesn’t make you a bad friend. Sure, makes you higher maintenance sometimes, but definitely not bad. A bad friend would be someone who is cruel, puts me down, or ignores when I need something off my chest. You’ve never been that type.” Truly he worried that Mia was harsh on herself, but he also had a better understanding of her background and why she retreated rather than sought people out to sob to when life was kicking her can. It’d never made her a bad friend in his book. Being reserved didn’t count as being disloyal just because every detail of your life didn’t get etched out to your buddies.
But it was curious she was noting it. “What brings this up, anyhow?”
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“Didn’t say I was bad at it,” she corrected. “Just you’re better at it.” She shrugged lost in thought for a second. “I just… I just wanted you to know I appreciate it.” She looked off in space for a second. “I know this time of year kind of sucks for you. I just wanted you to know… you’re amazing, okay?”
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Teddy’s face was unreadable for a moment. Then he broke into a watery smile with warm, thankful eyes and next she was being squeezed against him, hugged tightly.
“See… you’re a very, very good friend,” was all he said after a few minutes of just silently hugging.
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She was a teeny bit surprised, but let herself be hugged into him. She still wasn’t sure about that assessment. She was a good friend, but she couldn’t help it that sometimes she felt stupid bad for not telling him things. Particularly if she’d told someone else. That was just stupid thing to feel, and she knew that.
It was then that there was a knock on the door and an accented voice called out “Room Service!”
“Yes, food!” She called out happily.
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“ALL the food!” he exclaimed just as happily. “Ah, you stay seated! I will bring it to you and we will get this all over the bed and not even care!”
They were traveling. The bedding all went into the wash. Mia’s buzziness was contagious. So they were going to eat on the bed like hooligans, with their hands and too few napkins.