Post by The Fae Sorceress on Dec 30, 2012 3:06:28 GMT -5
right out in open daylight, what appears to be a mustached, female Yordle and a Butterfly prances around the central plaza of the City. The Yordle speaks enthusiastically to the "butterfly"
"oooOOOOO!!! we FOOLED them!! our DISGUISES worked OUT veeeery WELL!!!" "..." "oh DONT think LIKE THAT!!! no ONE will NOTICE!! they ARNT as SMART as you OR I!!"
a family of Yordles stopped to stare in confusion at the Female Yordle. It seems that even in a city with small fuzzy people and spaceships, a Girl with a mustache is still a rare occurance. The strange yordle girl stares at the family for a good 5 seconds before yelling in their general direction
"NOTHING WEIRD HERE, YESSIREE!!! JUST MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS WITH MY MAGICAL FAE- I MEAN BUTTERFLY!!!"
The family immediately bolts out of the area while the Girl continues the conversation with the "Butterfly"
"SEE?? they ARE aaaaaaaal Idiots!!!! now stop BEING such a GRUMP and HAVE some FUN!!" "..." "GAWSH you're SOOOOOO negative Pix!!"
Despite being officially exiled from the City, The disguised Lulu and Pix skips around in search of something fun to do...
You find us funny, do you not? A source of amusement. Is that not so? With our pretty clothes, and our convoluted circumlocutions and our little silliness of manner and behavior. And perhaps we are funny... But you must never imagine, that just because something is funny,it is not dangerous.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Dec 30, 2012 3:14:58 GMT -5
Rumble snorted and gazed towards the distance. He wasn't smiling, but his temper definitely calmed down a lot. However, his right ear did twitch a little when Teemo mentioned Tristana.
"Hah, ya think you're busy, but I gotta spend nearly all day every day working on all of my machines! Technology moves fast, and ya gotta keep up with it. It's a fun job to do, though, so sometimes it ain't so bad."
Post by The Swift Scout on Dec 30, 2012 3:25:35 GMT -5
Teemo turns to Rumble and shrugs. He wasn't smiling anymore, but wasn't exactly in a bad mood either.
"Eh, well I'm not exactly the smartest when it comes to technology, but I do understand how fast it moves. Must be exhausting having to keep up with it, especially since you... live in the junkyard. At least you enjoy doing it though."
Teemo lays back, closing his eyes partway as his mind wanders, something it often did when he wasn't completely focused on a task. Of course, his mind led him to a topic he'd been trying to avoid.
"So... you like your machine enough to name it after Trist, huh?"
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Dec 30, 2012 3:34:35 GMT -5
Rumble nearly fell over backwards when he heard Teemo's question. He quickly turned his head towards Teemo and glared at him.
"W-WHAT?! I-I didn't name my machine after her! Ha! T-that'd be really stupid, naming my very best machine after another champion! Everything I make 'n name comes from three people only: Me, myself, and I! Why didja think I-I'd ever do something like that?!"
Rumble turned back and exhaled deeply. His voice clearly stammered, but he was trying his best to keep his composure... He certainly wasn't doing a good job of it, though.
Post by The Swift Scout on Dec 30, 2012 3:42:04 GMT -5
Teemo frowned, ears wilting a little. He felt a little embarrassed for asking something so personal.
"Well, you named it Tristy. That's not really a common name... and there have been rumors that maybe you named her after Tristana because you... like... her...?"
Each of his last words make his ears draw back further, as if expecting another outburst. If anything, he was expecting some kind of negative response and wanted to be ready for it.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Dec 30, 2012 3:50:38 GMT -5
Rumble started to blush through his fur, so he turned away from Teemo. His voice stuttered, but he still tried to keep his composure.
"I-I just got it o-off the top of my head! Y'know, you think of a name, some inspiration hits you, and BAM! Ya just g-go along with it! B-b-besides, why would I like her anyways? That's so stupid! Ha ha! Everyone knows you're the one going out with her... right?"
Post by The Swift Scout on Dec 30, 2012 3:57:50 GMT -5
Teemo blushes through his fur and lowers his head, his voice fairly stern and unshaken.
"No... I'm not. And I don't 'like her' like that either. We're just really good friends. We tell each other everything, actually. You see, I... well... nevermind. I don't 'like her' like her, so you can be happy knowing that."
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Dec 30, 2012 4:03:54 GMT -5
Rumble crossed his arms, rolled his eyes, and blew out a wisp of air.
"Oh... Wait a minute." Rumble turned towards Teemo and his glare was returning. He poked Teemo in the stomach once before replying. "W-what do you mean, 'I can be happy knowing that?!' Y-you do think I like her, don't you, eh?!"
Post by The Swift Scout on Dec 30, 2012 4:09:46 GMT -5
Teemo giggles and breaks out a grin for the moment when he's poked, quickly snarling and slapping Rumbles hand away.
"S-stop doing that! And why shouldn't I, the way you're tripping over your words, or by the way your cheeks turn purple when you blush? I wasn't trying to figure it out, but it's pretty obvious."
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Dec 30, 2012 4:20:19 GMT -5
Rumble growled at Teemo. He didn't particularly care that Teemo could see his blush, for Rumble was getting angrier by the second again. He poked Teemo in the chest again with considerably more force than the last poke.
"Then why don't YOU put a shirt over yerself, shroomface?! And I already TOLD you, I don't LIKE Tristana! Why would I, that's just plain stupid and wrong!" Rumble poked at Teemo's belly every time he emphasized a word, which was, well... nearly every word.
Post by The Swift Scout on Dec 30, 2012 4:27:54 GMT -5
The first poke to the chest sent Teemo stumbling backwards slightly, and before he can get his footing Rumbles pokes hit him in his weak point. The scout is driven to the ground in a giggling, sprawling mess as he tries to beat away Rumbles hand while the menace stands over him. It was very hard to tell that Teemo was starting to get upset again, though his face was flushed enough now where it showed through his fur.
"Stop DOING that, Rumble, it TICKLES and it's... starting... to... HURT!!"
He'd started to dodge a few of the pokes but it was becoming a bit hard, so he emphasizes the word 'hurt' with a swift upwards kick to Rumble's groin.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Dec 30, 2012 12:34:11 GMT -5
Teemo's kick knocks Rumble back, and Rumble is left kneeling and holding his groin. Rumble's eyes are shut and he's swaying right and left. His pitch also becomes considerably higher.
"OW... That... hurt... lots..."
Rumble continues holding his groin for a few seconds, then he looks up and glares daggers at Teemo. If there was one thing Rumble never failed to do, it was getting even with someone. Rumble leaps from the ground and tackles Teemo.
Post by The Swift Scout on Dec 30, 2012 12:41:43 GMT -5
After delivering the kick, Teemo sights up, appalled by what he'd just done.
"Oh, Rumble are you okay? I'm so-"
He's cut off by Rumble's tackle, getting knocked on his back and staring up at his fellow yordle. He couldn't move much, considering his arms and legs were pinned down, and for some reason he couldn't find his usual strength to knock Rumble off. If at any moment Rumble were to move one of his limbs, Teemo would be ready to block, but in the mean time he could only look the other yordle in the eyes with his ears pulled back slightly.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Dec 30, 2012 13:00:01 GMT -5
Rumble's anger from the past discussion and the kick fueled him up, so he didn't pay attention to Teemo's apology. Rumble's only focused on getting a few punches here and there on Teemo. With a growl, he aims two punches at Teemo, both which are easily blockable. Soon after, an idea lights up in Rumble's head.
"...So you're TICKLISH, eh?! Alright then, THIS is what ya get for kicking me so hard!"
Instead of poking Teemo in the stomach again, Rumble started to tickle all over Teemo's belly and sides.
Post by The Swift Scout on Dec 30, 2012 13:20:37 GMT -5
Teemo blocks the punches, but he wasn't prepared for another tickle assault. He can't help but burst out in a giggle fit and swat at Rumbles hands, squirming under his body weight until he ends up turning himself over. It doesn't help at all, seeing as he no longer had a way of beating off Rumbles hands. It got so bad that tears welled in his eyes and his fur was turning a deep shade of red around his whole face as he struggled to get free, punching the ground several times.
"Ehihihi, Ru- haha, RUMBLE STOP!! Ahahahihihahaha!! Knock it off! It- hehaha, it HURTS!!!"
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