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[wordtechgodhood]

Who: Dave Strider and Nico di Angelo
What: Dave is braving the threat of poison ivy to sneak in and see his bff. Maybe to give him a present.
Where: Cabin Thirteen
When: April 30th
Why: BECAUSE TIMEDEATH KIDS IS WHY

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[Tap-ta-taptap.

Dave sways back on his heels as he knocks on the door of cabin thirteen, something held suspiciously behind his back and he's humming to himself, occasionally interspersing it with clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth or muttering a few words that may or may not rhyme.

He's been good, he let Nico get some rest, but now he wants to check up on him.]

Nic! Open the door, bro, it's Dave.

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[deathdiduspart]

[Nico opens the door the moment he hears Dave call him out. He's not at all surprised to see the son of Janus, really.]

Amazing, you have patience.

[He's amused, and opens the door wider for Dave to come on in. The thing behind his friend's back is certainly cause for curiosity.]

What's that you're trying to hide?

[wordtechgodhood]

Wonders never cease, I know.

[Snrk. He slips past Nico, very pointedly facing him at all times as he backs up into the cabin.]

It's a surprise. I got out of here while you were schmoozing your new boyfriend in Europe. [A grin.]

[deathdiduspart]

[Closing the door after Dave with raised eyebrows. Dave, you weirdo, walking like that.]

I can say that now I know why people call Venice the City of Love. How long do I have to wait to know what the surprise is?

[wordtechgodhood]

Huh? Oh, right.

[You don't have to wait. He sweeps his hand from behind his back and holds out a parcel. It's slim (book-shaped) and wrapped in the most obnoxious rainbow-coloured paper that Dave could possibly find.]

Here. I saw it and thought of you. I guess. Don't read too much into it.

[Hah. Book puns.]

[deathdiduspart]

That was lame and you should be ashamed of yourself.

[He opens up the package after rolling his eyes at the choice of wrapping paper. The moment he sees the title of the book, Nico's eyes widen.]

How on earth did you get this?

[wordtechgodhood]

Yeah, but I'm really not.

[Hands behind his back, he watches Nico unwrap the book, a crooked smile pulling at one corner of his mouth at the reaction.]

Found it. What do you think.

[deathdiduspart]

Oh I know you're not. You never are.

[He has a lot of feelings about this book, and the fact that Dave went out of his way to get him a copy...well. It means a lot. Nico puts the Winnie the Pooh book on his bed.]

You're going to spoil me.

[wordtechgodhood]

I'll leave that to Jehan.

[Dave shrugs, turning on one heel to walk a few steps away.]

We're gonna be friends a long fuckin' time, Nic. Trust me.

[deathdiduspart]

[He hesitates. Then takes a deep breath. Admitting this is taking quite a bit from him, but Nico thinks that Dave deserves it for all he's done for him.]

I'm...kind of hoping so, honestly. I think of everyone here, you're my...best friend.

[Holy Hera he did it now please don't die on him within the week, Dave!]

[wordtechgodhood]

[Dave stops mid-stride, swinging his foot back down. It scuffs across the floor and he looks over his shoulder, one eyebrow raised.

His best friend.

The blond boy strides back over to him, getting all up in his space and pressing the back of one hand to his forehead.]

I think you're getting sick. How do you feel. Feverish? Dizzy? Maybe you should lie down.

[deathdiduspart]

[It says a lot that Nico doesn't immediately back away when Dave does this. He rolls his eyes.]

Shut up, Strider, I'm not sick.

[wordtechgodhood]

[Dave just cracks a grin, dropping his hand.]

Mood was gettin' too heavy. [Then he chuckles shortly.] But.. yeah. Right back at you, man. You're my best friend too.

[deathdiduspart]

[Nico punches Dave's shoulder at the mood comment. Gods.]

Should I sit down while you interview me on how Venice was?

[Don't think he doesn't know the other reason you came here, Dave!]

[wordtechgodhood]

[Damn, foiled again.]

Awesome suggestion. Why didn't I think of that?

[deathdiduspart]

Because we were too busy being sentimental idiots?

[Nico goes ahead and makes himself comfortable sitting on his bed. He's ready for the interrogation, Officer Strider.]

[wordtechgodhood]

Maybe that's what you were doing...

[But he drops down on the bed beside Nico, puffing out a breath.]

So, he asked you, right?

[deathdiduspart]

You started it, Strider.

[Nico nods.]

Yeah, he asked me. And I accepted, since we'd talked about it once before.

[wordtechgodhood]

You kept that a fuckin' secret, dude.

[He pokes one pointy elbow against Nico's side.]

Not that the whole camp couldn't see it from miles off...