Angel, Jane, Wednesday Afternoon

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Angel and Jane go skating and gossip fiercely.


"Can't catch me! Can't catch me! I'm like the wind and you're racing with a tree!"

With a wicked grin Jane zipped past Angel on her skates, hurtling down the path as fast as she could go. Skating was the next best thing to flying in her estimation, and now that the weather was turning from grey and soggy to sunny and green it was the perfect time to get out and have some fun.

Angel blinked at the words and then grinned, dropping into a crouch as she shoved off, the wheels under her feet spinning faster with each push. "That doesn't even make any sense, it's not like either of us are dense!" she called back, unwilling to use her powers to even things out. A boost would get her caught up to Jane but it might also melt the skates. Besides, she was fit and hyper with drink, so a little exercise wasn't going to kill her.

Jane glanced back to see the very fierce looking redhead rapidly gaining on her and shouted back, "C'mon man, you know my words give you thrills! Everyone is jealous of my mad rhyming skills!" before running off into the grass in a wild fit of laughter. "A poet of quality I fear I am not, and sadly, as such, I must deal with my lot."

"I wish we could stop with this whole rhyming scheme, I'm sure to bust a spleen!" It was all getting rather silly at this point but she didn't care much. Angel rolled herself tight around a corner and then shoved up, catching some air before landing in the grass. She stumbled as the wheels choked a little but didn't go down, managing to catch herself before she faceplanted. "Remind me to get Forge to make me some sweet fire proof wheels – though certainly not in teal. Shame that he's taken, he's rather cute and might taste like bacon." She clapped her hands over her mouth, eyes growing wide.

Jane laughed. One thing she was enjoying was the high level of honesty that rhyming seemed to bring out in people, strange through it was. "He certainly is a cutie," she agreed, "all geeky and sweet, but it's somehow disturbing to compare him to meat. I know that he's seeing Miss Crystal and all, but did you ever think about asking him to a ball? Agh, Dance! Dance, dance, take a chance!"

Angel joined in the laughter and sat down with an ouff on the grass, legs spread in front of her like some resting colt. "I'm a bit wary of Crystal," she said, giving into the urges of telling the truth, "I mean, she's a bit of a pistol. I used to share a suite with her, you know, and then she came back and there's a line I have to toe! From teen to almost queen."

"I don't know her that well, but she just seems so untouchable, it's hard to get near her, she's not like a Lunchable." Jane said with a shrug, dropping down onto the grass beside Angel. "It must be quite strange to have seen her change. Was ice princess always part of her range?"

She nodded, propping her chin on the palm of her hand. "She was like that before, breaking the rules she did abhor. But she spoke to me first about liking boys instead of pretending it was just background noise. But she seems to be happy now, like a Princess-y chow chow."

Jane snorted with laughter at the image. "Well, that's good, it's true, but unfortunately for you it takes Forge's bacony butt out of the running. So let's think on this a bit, of the boys that are fit and which you find exceptionally stunning."

Angel glanced over at Jane and started grinning, wildly. A chance to gossip! In rhyme, even, which made it surreal. "Well, Kevin is hot but, more often than not, completely out of my league like fatigue. And likes boys like Jay who's not so secretly gay."

"It's a shame about Jay, I do have to say, his accent just plain makes me melt. Add in Kevin, and Sam too, you remember, don't you? Have me wanting to check out that whole Bible belt." Jane pondered the issue. "Julio is quite spicy, but he also seems young, and Kyle is adorable, but Clarice would take out my tongue."

"Julio and I have dated and, trust me, his kissing was highly well rated." That had been an interesting conversation. "And true about Kyle though his butt is on my list of artistic style." She sat up straighter. "There's a new one, Victor, and he's green like a boa constrictor! I haven't talked to him yet but trust me, if I do, I'm all set."

"There is a ratings system? How many of you kissed him?" Jane perked up. Hello! "I haven't seen Victor, all dressed in green, but Marius, yikes, that man could make any girl scream." Jane's cheeks tinged slightly pink. Stupid rhyming.

Angel sputtered and fell back onto the grass, laughing hysterically. After a moment, she barely managed to stop laughing. "Marius was my first crush and he's certainly enough to make a girl blush." She clamped her mouth shut but ended up blurting out, "I still might like Marius but he's always just been rather gregarious. Nothing more to allow for."

Jane's cheeks were definitely pink now. "I have this silly thing you see, accents quite frankly do it for me," she explained defensively, the words pouring out without any real control. "I could listen to Mr. Wisdom read a phonebook or three, ditto Kurt or Shiro, quite happily. But please tell me true, Miss Gigglefest. Et tu? What makes a boy so appealing to you?"

"A pretty smile does much to beguile," she sighed, placing her hand over her heart. If her words were going to force her to be sappy, then she'd play right along. "But he'll need a sense of humor if I'm not to treat him like a tumor. And as much as some are cute over twenty one, it's too much like a foul run."

"Aww! The twenty-somethings are so pretty! Tho' that's more for me, so I'll spare you no pity." Jane grinned evilly. "That said, not too many here are single. I'll have to go elsewhere, and find someplace to mingle." She rolled over onto her stomach and stretched loudly. "So funny and grinning, with a temperament that's winning. And must be jailbait in order to rate. What a challenge we have here, a bit of a stumper, just to try find you a date." Had guys been at such a premium when she was a student? She'd fallen in with Bobby so fast, she hadn't really noticed.

Angel shrugged good naturedly. "I won't fret much, it's not like dating's my crutch." She grinned. "One day I'll snag a handsome boy as long as I don't have to go to the capital of Illinois. Until then it's fun being free, it's more than a tolerable degree."

"I don't quite agree as I like being a 'We', but this single thing isn't too bad," Jane reflected with a bit more candor than she would have preferred. That she was lonely wasn't exactly something she liked to advertise. "I will continue to smile if I'm like this a while, it's not worth all the effort to be sad."

"There's always us girls and we're better than pearls," Angel sang out, grinning over at Jane.

"And we're hotter than fire to boot," Jane agreed. "Have you noticed we're unusually cute? I will tell you miss, I wonder how they kiss, and have been comparing their lips to fruit."

Oh, crap. Did she really say that?

Angel rolled over and stared up at Jane. "Are girls really your thing? Or is it back and forth that you do swing?"

Oh, man. Jane's lips twisted wryly. "While the dating of girls is under consideration, I have not decided to inform the nation. It's a fairly new concept and I'm trying to adapt, but at least until then keep it under your hat."

She held up her hands quickly. "Not a word, not a peep, not even while I sleep," she swore. "Hard enough to adapt, even worse when it's unwrapped. Girls are sweet and kind of neat but I think I still prefer guys - though none that are pint sized."

"Pint-sized guys can pack quite a punch," Jane advised, her sage demeanor getting utterly destroyed by her rumbling stomach. "Gosh, I'm getting hungry -- I think I missed lunch!"

At the idea of food, Angel scrambled to her feet, nearly slipping as the wheels got stuck in the grass. "I had brunch but now I could do with lunch!" she cheered, knowing she'd already eaten three times at that point but another helping would hurt. Bracing herself, she held out her hands to Jane. "Up and at'em or you'll end up eating an onion stem!"

"Mmm, mmm, mmm. I do love my onions. The only thing better could possibly be Funyuns." Jane gripped Angel's hands and hauled herself off the grass, very nearly taking them both back done in the process. "I'll race you back -- the winner gets wishes. I know my first would make you do dishes!"

"Dishes?! Only if your wishes were fishes!" Angel giggled and waited until they were both solid on their feet - cheating was fine under certain circumstances but falling flat on your butt was just not any fun for either of them. "Ready like my Uncle Eddie...steady like Freddie...go and no stubbing your toe!" And with that she darted around Jane, jumping from the grass onto the sidewalk with a steady leap.

Comments

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You two are frankly insane. *grins* This had me caught giggling at work, well done. :)

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Oh, Oh, I am utterly DEAD. Thank you.

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I LOLd.