Post by The Swift Scout on Aug 25, 2013 15:01:40 GMT -5
April 21st, 23 CLE
Teemo hobbles up to Rumble's workshop, donning a cast around his foot and crutch under his arm.
A week prior he'd managed to harm himself out in the field, but luckily his partner was able to finish the job. Back in Bandle he'd been carried to the hospital, where medical professionals cleaned and bandaged his wounds. Unfortunately, due to his fractured heel, the scout captain was forced into down time, thus making him return home. When he arrived at his apartment, a package was waiting for him inside from the mechanic. The letter and flower were enough to kick start the scout into coming over today.
Teemo adjusts his collar, his lush red mane somewhat getting in the way. One of these days he'd need to get it trimmed. With the package in one hand, he knocks on the door with his other and waits patiently.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Aug 25, 2013 16:36:53 GMT -5
Rumble lay on his bed and snored, for he was napping after gathering and cleaning several large pieces of scraps from the junkyard for a few hours. He clutched the pillow with both hands, snuggling up to it and probably dreaming about some date with Tristana.
Well, until Teemo knocked on the door and woke him up, at least.
The mechanic sat up groggily on his bed and rubbed his head tiredly. He sighed and hopped down the bed, then proceeded to hobble towards the door. After somehow not tripping on a piece of scrap during his tread through the perilous junk-littered floor, he opened the door and slightly widened his eyes in surprise from seeing Teemo.
"Oh, heya buddy," he said. Rumble scratched his head once, not really sure why the scout would come to visit him during this day. "What brings ya here?"
Post by The Swift Scout on Aug 25, 2013 17:16:50 GMT -5
Teemo nods, looking down at the package in his free hand. "I got your letter. And the tulip. Figured I'd come over and say thanks. Sorry it's been so long... I didn't even get home until recently."
He looks up again and gives an uneasy smile, leaning on his crutch a little. The whole situation was awkward for him. Mostly because apparently someone had already gone through the package before he had.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Aug 26, 2013 0:20:38 GMT -5
Rumble scratched his head, confused by what sort of letter Teemo was talking about. "The letter? The tulip? Oh... OH!" Shoot, I totally forgot about that! That was over a month ago, he thought. The mechanic looked down awkwardly and blushed. Having this whole friendship relationship subject being brought up again after two months greatly embarrassed the yordle.
"Yeah, now I remember... I sent that a while ago, as I recall." He scratched his head again and looked at Teemo awkwardly. "Uh... So you ain't mad at me or anything, or is there somethin' else goin' on in your mind?"
Post by The Swift Scout on Aug 26, 2013 9:18:13 GMT -5
Teemo looks down for a moment, a small smile showing on his lips. He shakes his head, the smirk growing. "No, I'm not mad. I understand how you must have felt."
The scout looks up again, right at Rumble. "I guess my loneliness was getting the better of me, and I got desperate to feel that love that so many others feel. I wanted a companion that would share feelings with me. Someone who would make me feel like more than just a weapon. But... you didn't share those feelings. I should've seen that right away and stopped trying to push you into it."
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Aug 26, 2013 19:02:23 GMT -5
Rumble smirked slightly at the scout, though he was still blushing from the embarrassing subject. "Heh, a weapon? I doubt the yordlekind see you just that way. Yer a loyal soldier, ready to serve Bandle City and protect it from the forces of evil, but yer also a willing friend, a yordle always willing to help and comfort others when need be."
He scratched his head and glanced away from Teemo, the smirk diminishing. "Geez, that was the cheesiest thing I've ever said," he muttered. "Anyways, sorry 'bout not being a great friend 'n all... I'm... not exactly the greatest at social stuff..."
Post by The Swift Scout on Aug 26, 2013 19:42:22 GMT -5
Teemo grins cheekily for a moment before leaning forward and wrapping one arm around Rumble in an overly-friendly manner. He even chuckles a little. "Aw, 'Bull... you're a great friend! And... I really did love the time we had together, even if it means nothing to you. It... meant a lot to me..."
The scout gives Rumble a quick subconscious, affectionate nuzzle before releasing him and smirking again. A faint blush shows on his cheeks.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Aug 26, 2013 21:21:19 GMT -5
Rumble frowned uneasily, and his blush intensified so much that it glowed through his fur. He quickly pulled Teemo through the doorway so no one would be able to observe the embarrassing situation.
"Heh, I liked the time we spent together too," he chuckled slightly, and he wasn't sure whether that was a lie or not. Rumble scratched the back of his head again and glanced around uneasily.
"Sorry 'bout dragging you in, er, I don't really wanna take the chance of anyone catching us talkin' about this," he mumbled awkwardly. "Well, even if I didn't enjoy it as much as you did, I learned a lot 'bout myself, and at least no one knows about it, right?" he chuckled heartily. The mechanic felt awkward from the conversation, but he really didn't know what else to say.
Post by The Swift Scout on Aug 27, 2013 8:06:56 GMT -5
Teemo's ears fold back a little and he slightly lowers his head, scratching the back of his neck. The situation is a bit awkward for him as well. His own feelings are still very confusing to him, but at least this time he has better control over his desires. "Yeah... part of me kinda wishes you hadn't changed your mind, but I guess that's just me being overly curious. I was always too curious for my own good, hehe. Sorry for dragging you into those situations a lot before. I came by because I wanted to make it up to you."
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Aug 28, 2013 0:47:25 GMT -5
"Make it up t'me? Uh..."
Rumble looked backwards and remembered that he still hasn't cleaned up the huge mess on his workshop floor that's been accumulating for... several months, actually. He'd always been too busy working on his machines - that, and he's been too lazy to clean up, as well.
"...Well, y'could help me clean up floor, since I knoooow how much ya like to clean," he joked. The mechanic remembered how swiftly Teemo managed to clear up the mess the last time he visited.
Post by The Swift Scout on Aug 28, 2013 18:18:16 GMT -5
"The floor? Hehe..." The scout chuckles somewhat nervously, scratching the back of his neck and looking down at his cast-covered foot. "Sure, I could help ya with that. Want me to organize it too or just pick it up this time?"
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Aug 28, 2013 18:29:58 GMT -5
Rumble turns to the floor again and away from Teemo, completely forgetting about the scout's crutch and cast. "Eh, just pick the stuff up again and I'll get out the boxes. Drop them into the boxes as usual, and I kin do the organizing myself, unless you wanna help with that too."
Post by The Swift Scout on Aug 29, 2013 9:05:06 GMT -5
Teemo nods with a smile, waiting for Rumble to leave for the boxes before attempting to start. He moves to the first scrap rather slowly, hindered by his crutch somewhat, not to mention the rest of the trash blocking his way. After a few moments of attempting to reach down in vain, the scout puts all of his weight on his good foot and hunkers down, using his crutch to keep balance while picking up the scrap in his good hand.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Aug 29, 2013 18:09:59 GMT -5
Rumble had his back turned towards Teemo, for he was too busy setting up the boxes necessary to hold all the junk on the floor. He still hadn't remembered that Teemo was currently incapacitated on his bad foot.
Post by The Swift Scout on Sept 1, 2013 21:10:36 GMT -5
Teemo holds the scrap in one hand, still hunkered over. He does his best to sound cheerful, and even smiles despite the mechanic being turned the other way. "Oh, it's going just fine so far. Just waiting for those boxes so we can start sorting."
The scout slowly gets back to a standing position. For a few moments he fiddles around until he finds a comfortable way to hold the metal scrap in his stabilizing hand and then lowers himself to reach for another piece.
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