8 Simple Rules for Dating My Teenage Time Traveller

[hamburellakind]

Who: John, Dave, Terezi, Bro, Vriska, aaaand anybody else they think to tell!
Where: Various places around the mansion (probably people's rooms to start)
When: Backdated to Saturday afternoon
Rating: Q for Quest
Summary: John and Dave are doing it all over the mansion so they figure they should tell the important people in their lives before they

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BRO

[hamburellakind]

John was super nervous for Bro, despite the apparently approval-laden book about dating Striders he got him as a Christmas present. Of course, it did have a lot to do with the whole...crush thing. That one time.

Ugh.

But in all honesty it was probably worse on Dave. The poor guy was worried he was going to get rejected! John just wished he could tell him what he knew about Bro, but...

Oh well. At least he brought some puppet-sized condoms as an offering. Hopefully that wouldn't make things terribly awkward.

Standing outside the door to Bro's room, John glanced at Dave, smiling weakly.

"Ready?"

[urnewkingbitch]

Dave was pretty sure he was going to need surgery to untwist his stomach from the knots it was tying itself into. He knew Bro wasn't the type to judge, he knew that, but there was still that doubt in the back of his head.

He'd been planning on waiting to tell him until high school, when he would probably be a bit more comfortable with it. Those plans had sunk flawlessly.

Fucking fuck fuck.

"As ready as I'll ever be."

He took a deep breath and opened the door, hoping that Bro was in there as he stepped into the room.

[coolstriderbro]

Bro was indeed in his room, absorbed in the video game he was playing on the console the mansion had gifted him to make up for stealing back the shit he brought from home. The television in his room was smaller than he'd like but he was working on that. Just had to sweet-talk the vendors a little more. Cal, as always, was by his side; Steve the unicorn was at his feet much as a beloved pet might well be for others.

When the door opened, he didn't even look up. "Yeah?"

[hamburellakind]

John bit his lip. He figured this was more to do with Dave and Bro talking about how much they like boys together or...something. But he knew he had to prove he was good enough for Dave still.

"Um, we have something to tell you..." He glanced at Dave and gave him a little nudge. He had to start it, after all.

VRISKA

[hamburellakind]

John had to visit Vriska alone. He knew she'd be upset that she didn't know the instant he had feelings about Dave at all, but there was no way he could've talked about this before it was an actual thing. He just wished he could explain why being gay was so scary for a kid like him.

He wondered if there was any sort of troll equivalent. Maybe pacifism was something you had to come out of the closet for?

In any case, he was kind of doomed to have to put out some Vriska-fires no matter what he did, so hopefully arriving at her door with a bouquet of cerulean flowers would help.

[vision_8fold]

Luckily, Vriska was actually in her room and hadn't decided to wander off and explore - because even if John mentioned it beforehand, it wasn't unlike her to show up late and make her wait for him.

Okay, so maybe she forgot and maybe she's been caught up watching more Nic Cage movies (again) while doodling Mindfang. But she pauses the movie and stands, eyes lighting up as she sees the flowers before she sees John.

"For me? You shouldn't have!"

She'll move to snatch them from him, because she's not the type to wait to be given her gifts. "What's the occasion, or did you simply feel like spoiling your favourite troll?"

Because screw Karkat.

[hamburellakind]

John laughs, glad she likes the flowers. But the sound comes out a little breathy and halting, betraying his anxiety before he was really ready for it to be apparent.

"Uh--well. I have something to tell you. And I...don't want you to get mad or anything." Pause. "Or like, hate me. And not want to be friends anymore."

[vision_8fold]

Vriska looks up at that, her expression surprisingly neutral for what her head was thinking. While flowers, specifically, weren't much of a troll custom, gifts as a whole were and if she thinks about it, when she'd confessed she'd sort of been banking on Rose not being a failure at passing messages on so maybe he didn't know about that.

Which of course, leads to think that maybe John's about to confess himself, where she would sit and let him stew and then maybe admit that she'd technically beaten him to it but it wouldn't matter.

Deluded? Pretty much. But then she always has held expectation that things would go her way. Why wouldn't they? She does have all of the luck.

Oh right, answering him. She moves back, stepping back from the doorway. "Well, I'm not making any promises. But I guess you'd better come in."

TEREZI

[hamburellakind]

Of the three, John was most convinced that Terezi would be the weirdest about it. He could at least sort of predict Bro and Vriska's reactions (teasing and anger, respectively) but with Terezi...

Dave said something about quests?

Ugh. Well, at least she made it easier when it came to gifts. A giant bag of skittles would make her happy, he knew that much.

John knocked, hoping to God that Terezi wasn't gonna make him do something weird to Dave in front of her to "prove his love" or something. He glanced at Dave, blushing vaguely at the thought of it.

[urnewkingbitch]

Dave was more relaxed about telling Terezi, honestly. It was probably because the two were moirails.

The quest was going to be interesting, though.

[turn4bout]

"It's open." Her words are ominous, but true. Because when John tries the knob, the door opens with a creeeeeeeek. The inside of the room is dark. Foreboding. Despite this, the lighting from the hallway is enough to illuminate the scene:

Terezi, on an ungodly massive pile of scalemates, stroking dear Tricia Cherrynose like this badass motherfucker.

Also, her dragonhood is ON.

"I know why you've both come to visit me this day."

[hamburellakind]

John inhales sharply, eying Dave. "Did you tell her already?"

Crap. She was going to pelt him with dragons, he knew it!

ROSE

[hamburellakind]

John was not looking forward to being psychoanalyzed. Sure, that meant she approved and all, but he seriously figured most of the pipe's he dreamed about were his dad's and not--

Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew.

He shook his head, trying to remove that horrible etch-a-sketch from his brain. Ugh.

At least Dave was probably going to get the brunt of this (John thought and then immediately felt terrible for thinking). He knocked, flushed pink and hoping Rose wouldn't just KNOW or something like Terezi. Stupid seer powers.

[seerofsarcasm]

Sorry, John. There isn't much you can do now that you've put yourself up to this. Now is the time to lose hope of not having Rose understand everything. Just remember: you've brought this upon yourself.

Rose opened the door after only a few beats, silently letting her eyes look over the pair. Almost simultaneously, the corner of her mouth quirked into a smile, and one eyebrow raised, then were gone as quickly as they came.

"Hello, boys. How is this day treating you both? Any reason for coming to see me?"

She's going to wait until they say it. More fun that way.

[urnewkingbitch]

Please, Rose, Dave saw that. He knew that she knew. Fucking Seer of Light bullshit and all, he wasn't surprised that she did.

"Sup, Lalonde. Fuckin' freezin' as always, and I doubt we're gonna be here long, unless you wanna chill out with us for a bit," the Strider replied casually.

"I'm not stealin' Egbert's thunder, so he can go ahead and state our business for bein' like goddamn Girl Scouts sellin' cookies at your door."

[hamburellakind]

Why was it his thunder?! Dang, Dave.

"Um, so, me and Dave are kind of...together now. That's it, let's go."

John proceeded to tug limply at Dave's sleeve. He really didn't want to talk about dicks with his, uh, sister-in-law.