cage match: thistle vs clover

[eonsadrift]

WHO: Clover, Thistle, and spectators!
WHERE: Thistle's yard
WHEN: Day 31

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[survivaltricks]

Causing problems on purpose. . .

[he does not sound bothered]

[literal_trainwreck]

It's one of the things we have in common.

[survivaltricks]

Touche.

[FONDLY]

But if all of my suggestions are bust, then you'd better come up with some of your own.

[literal_trainwreck]

[does he have any suggestions that aren't horny? Hm. Hmmm. ...Shit. Better think of some before this sleepover turns into "taking about feelings" time]

We could play games.

[survivaltricks]

[LOKI. . .]

Twenty questions? Truth or dare? Those are also staples of a good sleepover.

[literal_trainwreck]

Spin the bottle, 7 minutes in heaven...

[survivaltricks]

[. . . lmao]

I'd kick your ass at both of those. By the way.

[as though they are competitive games??]

[literal_trainwreck]

Challenge accepted.

[They are now]

[survivaltricks]

[laughing again, slumping against Loki after his chortles die down, pressed shoulder to shoulder]

That's a fight I definitely don't intend to lose.

[literal_trainwreck]

Good. I'll be bringing my A-game.

[leans into it. this is nice.]

You know, the fundamental problem of your sleepover activities is that they seem fundamentally meant for more than two people.

[survivaltricks]

Ah, well.

[he does not seem bothered at having this pointed out to him]

Then we'll just do things our own way, as usual. There's still plenty we can get up to with just the two of us.

[literal_trainwreck]

Truth be told, I wouldn't mind playing stupid games with Thistle at some point.

At some point... but not tonight.

[survivaltricks]

I did promise Tyr we'd all go camping.

And roast marshmallows over a fire.

[literal_trainwreck]

... I'm not against it, but where are we going to camp exactly? Out in the mist?

[survivaltricks]

No?? Obviously??

Literally right outside the barn

[literal_trainwreck]

With the sheep.

[survivaltricks]

Yes.

And the bugs.

[that is what camping is all about!!]

[literal_trainwreck]

Bugs are one thing, but I truly don't understand the affection all of you hold for those sheep.

[sigh]

It's fine, though. I'll be a good sport.

[survivaltricks]

[lifts a hand to affectionately ruffle his hair]

And who knows? You might acquire a new fondness for the great sheep-filled outdoors.

[literal_trainwreck]

[his initial reflex is to duck his head, but after only a little twinge he allows it]

That seems highly unlikely.

[survivaltricks]

[how to train ur crow]

Unlikely is not immpossible.

[literal_trainwreck]

[it's almost like he was desperate for affection the whole time]

Stranger things have happened.

[survivaltricks]

[shock!! surprise!!]

. . . at any rate, that's still a few days away.

[. . .]

Tonight, it'll just be us.

[literal_trainwreck]

Yes.

[that's a very exciting prospect. so much so that it kinda gets the better of him]

...Would you like to head back now?

[survivaltricks]

Mmm. Yeah; I've soaked my meet enough.

[looping an arm with Loki's and moving to stand]