thecapitol | Double the Dave.

Who| Dave, Davesprite and anyone who knows them, has mutual friends with them (feel free to mingle)
What| The not-twins are 17, technically. Some people threw them a surprise party because they're adorable.
Where| D9 suites
When| December 3rd
Warnings/Notes| N/A

Once the word had slipped that Dave's birthday was on December 3rd, some people were pretty quick to leap into action. Apparently, even in a horrible murder-fest dystopia, there's room for the joint party of a boy and another boy who is a copy of that boy from the future. Let's just call him his twin. His twin with wings.

He happens to be ambling along with the very same twin when he guides him to District Nine to ogle his bird. He has no idea what to expect when he opens the door, but needless to say his poker face is shifted for the longest damn moment.

District Nine is decked out with an appropriate, ironic amount of streamers. Tacos, nachos and as close as you can get to doritos are on the menu alongside a wide variety of disgustingly awful, sugary food. There's also a cake that.. well. It looks like someone put their heart into it. There's plenty of soda, but a distinct lack of booze. Alas, you can probably get your kicks from the party hats and the obnoxious hipster music playing from the stereos. Between one Arena and edging on another, it's a pretty chill, little shindig to relax at rather than whiling away the hours being a bummer.

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It is primarily to cheer her up, because even with his limited knowledge of her he knows that her acting this way is weird and it unsettles him some. How can he be a festering pile of garbage when other people feel worse? Of course, that isn't the true motivation behind why he's trying so hard to help her, but he likes to tell himself it is.

Truthfully, he just likes her. A lot. She's chipper and it's infectious and if she can't be stubbornly cheerful then nobody can. He doesn't want to disallow her serious feelings, but more than anything he just wants something to be right.

"There was a big thing about my affection for my board back in the mall, apparently. The way I carried it around was all kinds of fucking scandalous. Probably doesn't help that I slept with it pressed against by body while my lips ghosted affectionately over that sweet, sweet pine." Enjoy that vivid imagery. "Yeah, bummer. You've never rolled me anywhere."

It's weird for Feferi too, but it makes sense. It's so easy to be optimistic when you know what's going to happen, even if you only know in vague riddles and prophecies. The word of her lusus that things would be okay was always comfort enough for her, but she doesn't have that here. All she can do is guess and hope and wish and try her best to stay positive, but it gets harder when she has nothing else to fall back on.

"That sounds really hot, please stop, I might faint." It's hard to deadpan when you're trying not to smile, but she manages the best she can. It's not like she actually flusters that easily-- more like she's trying not to disturb the whole party with her laughter. "If you want, you can lay down and I can roll you around on the floor. It's not exactly the same, but would it make you feel better?"

With all of that in consideration, it feels pretty damn good to make her laugh this much.

"Yeah, you're right, not a party conversation at all." He pointedly tugs the collar of his shirt with his finger so she knows just how scandalous it is to him. "Not so loud, kinky lady." He hushes her, looking around conspiratorially. "That's some lewd shit you're angling for, we'd have to find some dingy, stanky alleyway for those shenanigans."

"The only thing dirty here is you, Mr. I Like To Roll Around On The Floor!" Sick burn. Dave had better stock up on burn ointment sometime soon, she's starting to get better at those. "Speaking of dirty, did you hear that they are going to start letting me do some advertisements? For shampoo or something like that! How cool is that?"

And it means that she can start back on her image, with or without a fake boyfriend-- of course, romance sells better than hair care does, but it's a start. She'll get her face out there as much as she can, and she's certainly got the right kind of hair for this gig.

"Tell me something I don't know." He raises his shirt to sniff it, even though he just got it today. It's a green shirt with Team Anna emblazoned on the front of it.

"Oh, yeah? Have you started already? Must save you an assload of assi with a mane like that." He might as well taste the relationship waters now if this is where they're aiming for. He will ever so romantically lift a thick lock of his hair so he can bend in and smell it. Not weird at all.

"I don't know how much it saves me, and I doubt it will make me rich, but maybe if I keep at it, I can get something better!" Nope, not weird at all. More like she's used to Dave being weird already, desensitized to it, even, so that it doesn't really parse as anything abnormal. "Maybe like, a better merchandising deal, or something."

Or maybe a pass out of future Arenas. If she makes her face valuable enough, maybe they won't want to mar it by sending her back in there again. She can only try and hope, and there's a quirk to her otherwise unfaltering smile, a little twitch in her fins, the only tells that there's something more than just product endorsements on her mind.

In just a casual exchange of words, Dave feels a little like they've written each other into a contract here. He doesn't mind much, obviously. Not only does he like Feferi, but he feels like he owes it to Sollux to help her where he can too. She's smart and she's strong so she barely needs his help, but it seems right to offer her what he can now that they're well and truly allies as well as friends.

The hair sniffing is, of course, just one of the many flirtation techniques he'll trot out over time. But for now he's happy to move on and spend his party talking about things that don't suck.

Double the Dave.

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