 boredom is as boredom does.

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[In order to entertain himself, Puck has discovered how to drag things onto the Astral Plane. Wearing his favorite 1980's print shirt, bandanna, and girlypants, he cranks the volume on a borrowed amplifier, grips the microphone ahead of him dramatically, and begins belting out an old J-pop hit about unrequited love. The falsetto is impressive, but there are other issues at work here... Like his failed sirenic attempts at luring in passerby.]

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[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[He giggles when the song ends.] Hello there, cutie. ♥

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Roxas is at a loss for words, feeling extremely awkward and is totally not blushing. TOTALLY NOT.] Nice... song.

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[smiles cutely] Thank you. What's your name?~

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Ah, it's Roxas. [Rubs the back of his head.] What's yours?

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

Ah, Roxas-kun~ ♥ Call me Puck. It's a real pleasure to meet you. [He bows a little, then smiles winningly.]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[And Roxas thinks, "Puck? Like hockey? Yay, sports!" because clearly, he knows nothing about the fine arts. :|] Nice to meet you, too!

Oh, um... Do you know those people? The other ones with the skates that like to sing?

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[Pence would know, but he's not around, is he? Looks like Roxas is destined to be just a skater kid forever.]

I do! ♥ They're my best friends. [That amount of sarcasm could be suspicious, but he's only doing it 'cause Juliet is around.]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Story of his life.]

Oh. I thought so. [And Roxas can't really tell if Puck's being sarcastic or not, because he's already convinced that Romeo and Juliet are insane. ):]

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[He giggles.] Do you have any friends? I bet they're cute, just like you~ ♥ Haha~

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Puck is doing an excellent job at breaking Roxas' brain.] U-um. Of course I do. But... they're not here.

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[He's good at that.] Oh, that's too bad. I love your hair, by the way~~~ [This would be Puck getting all up in your grill, Roxas, and TOUCHING IT.]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Than— [This would be Roxas tensing and kind of staring at Puck's hand.]

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[BEAM! It's not just that... if Roxas doesn't pull away, he'll be getting a full head massage, which would be nice if he wasn't a drag-hairstylist.]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Oh, it is starting to feel kind of nice, Roxas thinks. But then he starts to take a step back, because this is kind of awkward.]

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[The poor kid. Puck's warm hands slide from Roxas' hair to his babyface cheeks.] A-do-ra-ble~ ♥ [giggle]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Roxas' brain has officially broken. By now, he has no idea how to react, so he stares at Puck, eyes wide.] What are you doing?

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[Puck blinks and pulls away, glossy lips forming a pout.] ... Playing a game?~ ♥

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Glossy lips? Is Puck wearing makeup? ... Then again, Roxas really shouldn't be all that surprised.] What game?

[Because he's just a little bit slow.]

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[Puck smiles sweetly and straightens a bit. There goes the fairy voice.]

Oi, brat. You're not very fast on the uptake, are you?

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

B-brat!? [Roxas is pouting, but he's totally blushing, and he would like to plead the fifth, please. His mind cannot wrap itself around the concept of anyone flirting with him, and when it does, he doesn't get why someone would want to. Stupid boy. :|]

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[Puck beams and takes a bow.]

Thank you for playing along~ ♥♥♥ You were fun! [gay fangirl heel-flip]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[...] What. [Roxas is facepalming.]

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[frolics away] ♥