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gondolindrim2013-08-10 10:10 am
celegorm) wrote in gondolindrim2013-08-10 10:10 am
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The one where my brother loses his mind
I think Kano actually enjoyed that kiss. Ugh. Just the thought of it makes me nauseated.
Celegorm: *stomps over to Maglor's house and knocks on the door* Are you home, because we have something to discuss.
Maglor: *opens the door, arching an eyebrow at the greeting* Brother, what a surprise. Come in, why don't you? What's this thing we need to discuss?
Celegorm: *sweeps into the room* Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that you KISSED TURGON.
Maglor: Oh. That. *assumed it was a silmaril issue* Technically, he's the one that kissed me. *shrug*
Celegorm: And you LET HIM??! Eru, Kano! What the hell is wrong with you? *stomps around in a circle* If he hadn't called me accidentally, I never would have known.
Maglor: So that's how you know about it... What's your deal with it? *watching Cele pace around the living room is sort of amusing*
Celegorm: *stops pacing* Yes, and the only good thing about the call was how mortified Turu sounded when he realized it was me on the other end. *grins for a second, relishing Turu's embarrassment, then starts pacing again* I think he likes you and that skeeves me out.
Maglor: *arches an eyebrow* I can only imagine the horror of calling you instead. *props a foot on his coffee table* So what's the big deal? *rather wickedly* It's nice to be liked.
Celegorm: I'm sure it's flattering and all, but come on. Turgon is a neurotic control freak who likes to name everything Idril. Do you really want to hang out with someone like that? If you let him, he'd braid your hair, organize your sock drawer according to fabric and color and rename you Idril 4.
Maglor: *it is really hard not to laugh right now* You're only making his case! I'd never have to clean again. *more seriously* But okay, I'll give you that he's uptight.
Celegorm: *stops pacing right in front of Maglor and sticks out his finger* He'd make you miserable! He worried and fretted over Lio the whole time he was injured, and he would have scheduled every second of his day if he'd had the chance. AND he called all the damned time. Ugh. You don't want that.
Maglor: *does grin* And how did that work out for you and Ecthelion? Did it work?
Celegorm: Well, he backed off because I told him he was being an asshole. *grumbles* I guess Lio didn't hate it, but it irritated me. A lot. Do you really want someone all up under you, all day long, calling you Idril 4?
Maglor: Idril4 doesn't suit, I admit. Turgon's creative naming skills are appalling. But I'd hardly classify it as there being anything between us.
Celegorm: *eyebrows up* So...there isn't really anything between you two? It was just a kiss? *wonders if Turu knows that*
Maglor: Not really. Well. Like you said, it's possible he fancies me. *shrugs* He did sort of bolt after kissing me. So you probably don't have to worry yet that anything serious is going on between us. *at the moment; that's not to say there couldn't be*
Celegorm: *relieved* Good. The thought of having to deal with him on a more regular basis than I already do makes me nauseated. The next time I see him, I'll tell him to keep his lips to himself...after I tease him mercilessly, of course.
Maglor: *grins* If I knew it bothered you so much, I'd have invited him over for dinner.
Celegorm: *grins back* Jerk. *stops to think about that idea* Actually...*grins wickedly* That could be fun. Dinner with a side of uncomfortable angst and endless mockery. Yes, that could be fun.
Maglor: Oh no... My house, my rules. You have to play nice. *smirk*
Celegorm: You just took all the fun out of it.
Maglor: *grins* Not for me!
Celegorm: You have a strange sense of fun.
Maglor: *grins and shrugs*
Celegorm: *stomps over to Maglor's house and knocks on the door* Are you home, because we have something to discuss.
Maglor: *opens the door, arching an eyebrow at the greeting* Brother, what a surprise. Come in, why don't you? What's this thing we need to discuss?
Celegorm: *sweeps into the room* Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that you KISSED TURGON.
Maglor: Oh. That. *assumed it was a silmaril issue* Technically, he's the one that kissed me. *shrug*
Celegorm: And you LET HIM??! Eru, Kano! What the hell is wrong with you? *stomps around in a circle* If he hadn't called me accidentally, I never would have known.
Maglor: So that's how you know about it... What's your deal with it? *watching Cele pace around the living room is sort of amusing*
Celegorm: *stops pacing* Yes, and the only good thing about the call was how mortified Turu sounded when he realized it was me on the other end. *grins for a second, relishing Turu's embarrassment, then starts pacing again* I think he likes you and that skeeves me out.
Maglor: *arches an eyebrow* I can only imagine the horror of calling you instead. *props a foot on his coffee table* So what's the big deal? *rather wickedly* It's nice to be liked.
Celegorm: I'm sure it's flattering and all, but come on. Turgon is a neurotic control freak who likes to name everything Idril. Do you really want to hang out with someone like that? If you let him, he'd braid your hair, organize your sock drawer according to fabric and color and rename you Idril 4.
Maglor: *it is really hard not to laugh right now* You're only making his case! I'd never have to clean again. *more seriously* But okay, I'll give you that he's uptight.
Celegorm: *stops pacing right in front of Maglor and sticks out his finger* He'd make you miserable! He worried and fretted over Lio the whole time he was injured, and he would have scheduled every second of his day if he'd had the chance. AND he called all the damned time. Ugh. You don't want that.
Maglor: *does grin* And how did that work out for you and Ecthelion? Did it work?
Celegorm: Well, he backed off because I told him he was being an asshole. *grumbles* I guess Lio didn't hate it, but it irritated me. A lot. Do you really want someone all up under you, all day long, calling you Idril 4?
Maglor: Idril4 doesn't suit, I admit. Turgon's creative naming skills are appalling. But I'd hardly classify it as there being anything between us.
Celegorm: *eyebrows up* So...there isn't really anything between you two? It was just a kiss? *wonders if Turu knows that*
Maglor: Not really. Well. Like you said, it's possible he fancies me. *shrugs* He did sort of bolt after kissing me. So you probably don't have to worry yet that anything serious is going on between us. *at the moment; that's not to say there couldn't be*
Celegorm: *relieved* Good. The thought of having to deal with him on a more regular basis than I already do makes me nauseated. The next time I see him, I'll tell him to keep his lips to himself...after I tease him mercilessly, of course.
Maglor: *grins* If I knew it bothered you so much, I'd have invited him over for dinner.
Celegorm: *grins back* Jerk. *stops to think about that idea* Actually...*grins wickedly* That could be fun. Dinner with a side of uncomfortable angst and endless mockery. Yes, that could be fun.
Maglor: Oh no... My house, my rules. You have to play nice. *smirk*
Celegorm: You just took all the fun out of it.
Maglor: *grins* Not for me!
Celegorm: You have a strange sense of fun.
Maglor: *grins and shrugs*
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A real family get-together. Should be fun! *smirks*
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