Literally Pirateninja (shadowcat) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-04-20 17:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, jubilation lee (jubilee), kitty pryde (shadowcat), truthiness plot |
The Hotness has her secrets. Deep, dark terrible secrets.
Who: Kitty and The HotnessJubilee
What: Catching lunch together
Where: Some fast food joint
When: Today!
Rating: PG-13 for Jubileespeak and Old Spice parodies.
Status: Complete!
Kitty sat down in the boot with a tray. It wasn't exactly a healthy meal, but she was tired, hungry, and a little lazy. And she'd need the energy to deal with Jubilee.
As if on cue, the dervish arrived. She was wearing a big floppy hat, her trade-mark sunglasses, and a white t-shirt with a yellow chicken on it saying 'I luv BBQ breasts'. She bounced over to Kitty's booth and slid in, "Hey hey hey!"
"Hey, Jubes!" She forced a smile onto her face, before her mouth blurted, "What the hell is with your shirt?"
"Irony."
"A cannibal chicken is irony?"
Jubilee nodded her head, "Did you hear?"
"You made it?"
"Yes!"
Kitty high fived her, grinning broadly, "I'm so happy for you!"
Jubilee hopped to her feet, "Hello! Look at your gymnast. Now back to me now back at your gymnast now back at me. Sadly they aren't awesomescaue like me. Look down, back up, where are you? I can bend over backwards and grab my ankles."
Kitty stared at her. Really, the entire fast food joint was staring at her. She smoothed her pants and sat back down, though she was almost vibrating from energy, "Earth to Kit Kat, hello Kit Kat?"
"Uhm."
"Are you thinking about how awesome I am?"
"Not precisely."
"You're thinking what I could do with how flexible I am."
No "Yes."
Jubilee nodded her head, "I knew it! Score one for the Jujubee. You want the Hotness." She jabbed her thumbs at her chest, "But you can't have the Hotness. The Hotness is waaaay not into girls!"
"Not even a little. I mean I'm not interested in you. Not like that. It would be hot but it would be kind of like doing my sister at this point." Kitty blinked and covered her face, "Not that you wouldn't be sexy or anything."
"You really do have the word vomit, don't you Kit Kat?" She shook her head, "The Hotness doesn't have to worry about that. The Hotness engages in word vomit on a daily basis. Its a natural state of mind for the Hotness." She squinted, "You don't want the Hotness? What is wrong with you?"
"I've been blurting out things with no filter the past couple of days. And then.....My eyes may or may not ...okay I might have a crush on someone. I can't stop thinking about her. But I met this guy who was kind of cute....Ugh. You've never had thoughts about women?"
"The Hotness might have an exception or two but the Hotness has never met her. So until that day," And Jubilee posed dramatically, "The Hotness is exclusively available to members of the stupider sex. And Michael Fassbender. Especially Michael Fassbender. Dat Fass....."
"How do you live like this?" Kitty looked at her incredulously, trying not to laugh, "You're a walking stream of conscious journal!"
"The Hotness has her secrets. Deep, dark terrible secrets. But mostly the Hotness believes in openess and trooth."
"If the Hotness doesn't stop referring to herself in the third person, Kit Kat is going to dump her milkshake down the Hotness' shirt."
"The Hotness objects to your attempt to get into her pants."
Kitty snerked, then snorted milkshake out her nose and shrieked in laughter. Jubilee grinned triumphantly, thrusting her fist up in a victory pump!
Wiping at her face and then the table, Kitty snerkled, "Oh my god, I'm going to kill you."
"Not if you want tickets to the Olympics," she replied, grinning.
"Really?"
"Totes serious. You, and Rahney and..you two really need to meet."
"Is "Rahney" on the exceptions list?"
Jubilee opened her mouth, then shut it, "She's catholic or something like that. Protestant. RELIGIOUS YO! No, wouldn't work. Great, now I'm going to be awkward around her later, thanks. Let me think of..yeah...." She got a distant expression on her face, "Dat Fass..."
Snickering, Kitty picked up a fry and stuck it in her mouth as she watched her friend.
Jubilee snapped herself out of it, "Tell me about this chica, chica."
Kitty's ear tips burned, "I ah...she's Vietnamese. She has twin siblings about ten years old. She's absolutely stunning, and really smart. She's missing a leg."
"Now I've pegged you for all kinds of kinky, but amputee? Even the Hotness didn't expect that!"
Kicking Jubilee under the table, Kitty ignored that comment and continued, "I'm supposed to meet her siblings and see if we get along, and if we do she'll move in as a room mate."
Jubilee's lips thinned out and her shoulders started to shake as Kitty talked. She was trying so very very hard, and then failed spectacularly, bursting into laughter and beating her palm on the table, "Oh my god oh my god oh my god!"
"What the hell?"
"U-HAUL!"
Kitty threw fries at Jubilee, who dodged out of the way, still laughing, "Its not like that!"
"You want it to be, yo."
Kitty chewed her lip, "Maybe. I don't know. I just really want to be around her."
Jubilee nodded knowingly, and then leaned forward, sobering noticeably, "I think you should let things flow naturally-like. Don't try to rush it, but don't try to stop it either. Either its meant to happen or its not." She put a hand over Kitty's and squeezed, "I'm not scared of thegay or the biclops and I'll cut anyone who makes an issue of it."Biclops?Shut up
"Like its meant to happen for me!" The energy started ramping up again and Jubilee resumed bouncing in her seat, "Gold. Freaking. Medal. Babee!"
"Gold freaking medal!" Kitty agreed, raising her hand and smacking her palm against Jubilee's.
"You still wearing that horrible yellow and neon pink leotard?" Kitty braced herself for the answer.
"Of course!"
Naturally.