rainbows and umbrellas: the meme

[aroyaldouche]

rainy days meme
it's raining. it's raining so hard that you're stuck inside, because you're just not even going to chance venturing out there when it's so cozy in here.

at least you have company, right?

WHAT HAPPENS:
1. → you comment with your character.
2. → roll a number from 1-9. this is the activity the two of you seem to be in the middle of doing or just compelled to do.
3. → tag people and be merry.

THE NUMBERS
1 → board games. what it says on the tin. monopoly, connect four, whathaveyou. you suddenly feel really competitive.
2 → hide and seek. basically. one of you is It. how good are you at getting back to base?
3 → watching a movie. or anything else that involves you, the other person, and getting cozy under a blanket. god it's so warm why would you ever leave.
4 → baking. please don't burn anything down.
5 → arts and crafts. scrapbooking. paper snowflakes/turkeys/whatever. popsicle stick houses. if you made it when you were little and at summer camp, you're suddenly really really excited about doing it again! if only this other guy would quit hogging the glue.
6 → oops went outside anyway. wow you rebel. puddle away.
7 → cozy snack time. soup?? cocoa????? CHIPS??
8 → stuck. in the rain. too bad.
9 → whatever the hell you want. rng just can't contain all this rainy day EXCITEMENT. the only requirement is rain. you can even fuck in the rain, but you'll probably get sick.

Comments

[dogdreams]

[He looks up at her, and sighs a little. He should have seen this coming.]

Okay.

[He lays his cards face down on the table, and doesn't break eye contact. If she's going to ask, she has to look at him. That's how it works.]

[mothersbeauty]

[ Sorry that she's amazingly obvious, Bran. But they've never really...hung out before. And kids talk, hanging out or not. Her mother and father don't really clue her in on this stuff more than saying not to talk about it at all, and Joffrey - ]

[ ...Well, Joffrey's a prick. ]

Do, um. Do your legs...hurt?

[dogdreams]

[He looks a little taken aback - he actually hasn't been asked that one before.]

Uh. No? I don't have-- [he has to stop himself from saying 'movement or sensation,' Myrcella probably won't understand medical jargon.] I can't feel them at all, actually.

[mothersbeauty]

Not even if someone touches them?

[ Subtle. Head. Tilt. ]

[dogdreams]

[he shakes his head.]

No. Not at all, really.

[mothersbeauty]

Oh.

[ Her head is swimming with a million and five other questions, but a lot of them are probably a little mean ( does that mean you can't feel it if anyone kicks you? can i kick you? would you get bruises? I'm sorry if you would get bruises? what if you have to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night? do you ever have to crawl? ) so she bites her tongue. ]

...Okay. Do you have any jacks?

[dogdreams]

...Yes.

[he passes it over, staring a bit at Myrcella. He has never, ever known a kid to stop at one question without their parents yelling at them.]

Is that all you're going to ask?

[mothersbeauty]

I do not want to make you uncomfortable.

[ See? She's even dutifully looking at her cards. Nit picking and organizing them. ]

That would be impolite.

[dogdreams]

[it's almost worse that she's not asking. He can tell she's thinking everything, and what if she's thinking the wrong things?]

Lots of people ask me lots of things.

[mothersbeauty]

Don't you get tried of them?

[ Don't worry - she thinks all the wrong things anyway, but for the most part she's above rumors. ]

[dogdreams]

Of my legs?

[he hasn't really considered this.]

They're... attached. I can't take them off.

[mothersbeauty]

No, of the questions.

[ Though she is quite glad she now knows he doesn't want to chop off his legs. ]

[dogdreams]

Oh.

[well, that makes a lot more sense, as a question.]

Yes, I do.

[mothersbeauty]

Then I don't really want to ask you any more just yet.

[ She shrugs, but looks him in the face before nodding toward his cards. ]

Your turn.

[dogdreams]

Okay.

[he looks at his cards again, and takes a second to arrange them in order.]

Do you have a five?

[mothersbeauty]

[ She does have a five, and forks it over. Myrcella opens her mouth to ask about sevens when suddenly the bell rings and - ]

Aw.

[ She deflates a little and looks at him with a pout. ]

We didn't get to finish the game!

[dogdreams]

[Bran looks pretty disappointed too. It doesn't help that he's totally starting to win.]

We'll have a rematch. I'll meet you here tomorrow at lunch?

[mothersbeauty]

If it's nice out do you want to go outside? We can use one of the chess tables.

[ lookit this prestigious school. chess tables in the elementary school. ]

[dogdreams]

[if Bran had ever been to a regular school he'd think it was ridiculous.]

Oh. I don't see why not? I don't usually go outside, but only because they don't want me having fun.

[mothersbeauty]

Well, we'll have fun, okay?

[ There's a promise in her little smile when she begins to gather up the cards. ]

[dogdreams]

[he smiles a little tentatively back at her, and passes over his hand of cards.]

Okay. Tomorrow.

[he is way more excited than he feels he should be to have a friend at school.]

[mothersbeauty]

[ The cards are not exactly organized but she gets them back in their pack before looking at him with wide eyes and a politely composed grin. ]

What is your next class?

[dogdreams]

Math. What about you?

[he is DEFINITELY NOT thinking of skipping, why would you suspect that?]

[mothersbeauty]

[ And they say Starks are honorable. ]

Languages. But that's close to math - do you want to go together?

[dogdreams]

[the only difference between the trouble Bran gets himself into and the trouble his brothers get themselves into is that Bran knows how to keep his trouble relatively secret.]

What are you learning now?

[he wheels himself to the door and opens it for Myrcella, because he was taught to always hold the door for girls (and everyone else).]