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Do A Little Turn On The Catwalk (Asher)
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Post by Asher on Dec 7, 2016 5:59:45 GMT
Ah well, Asher had known that Isaac wasn't going to take him up on-- Wait. Wait, did he hear that right? "What? You're serious?" Oh no, it looked like Isaac had gotten Asher excited. Or, the espresso finally kicked in. The teen was bouncing in his seat like, well... like he had five too many shots of espresso. Oops! "Great! Just tell me whenever you feel like practicing!" Not that it would be hard to contact the redhead, considering Elliot had his e-mail, and Isaac knew where he worked.
But, at least Isaac seemed to have some sort of faithful relationship. "Hey, as long as you don't think she'll get mad!" It wasn't like Asher had room to talk! He didn't have a significant other, nor did he care to keep secrets about his workplace! About other topics? Sure. But, work was just silly. Then again, to him, this job was just a hobby. Not a lifeline.
"Ha, bachelor life?" the young man grinned, shaking his head. "Nah! I'm married!" Despite his age, the teen sounded pretty convincing! But, after a lengthy pause, he added, "to my bed." Suddenly, things would probably make sense! "I sleep too much to even bother with a relationship!" With his rapid-speaking, the ex-actor accidentally blurted, "well, that, among other reasons!" Oh, shoot, that part wasn't supposed to actually come out! He really needed to learn to think before he spoke! Or, uh, at least not drink an entire coffee mug worth of straight espresso. That had to be bad for his heart. Maybe bad for whatever remained of his sanity, even! "Is dating even worth it? Wouldn't you rather sleep all day? Be like a cat! Meow!"
Somewhere, his cat was probably hating on him for being awful enough to make that meow. Humans should not meow! That's just weird and disrespectful to feline-kind!
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Dec 7, 2016 6:19:44 GMT
Asher was way too excited about all this. Isaac had the bad feeling he was gonna come to regret it. He tried to restrain his sigh of impending doom, instead trying to look on the bright side of this. Like the fact that now he had a super good professional guide to lend him a hand. Or that maybe he could slowly mold this into a friendship that didn't involve him feeling like he needed to cover his butt every time they saw each other. Yeah. This was gonna go well even if Isaac had to force it to! "If I don't let you know, I'm sure Elliot will for me," Isaac joked. He was the secretary of their life, after all!
At the marriage comment Isaac found himself snickering. Sometimes, he sure wished he could marry his bed. But there were some things in life worth more than even sleeping, a statement that Asher decided to challenge. "Oh, don't get me wrong. Sleeping's really nice," Isaac said, a bit of a dreamy look in his eyes. "But its not the most important thing in my life. I mean, there's so much more to it than just that!
Like, if you heard her laugh when she was in a good mood, or saw the warmth in her eyes when she smiled, trust me. You'd understand in a heartbeat. And those days where you can just spend it all together, and it just goes flying by . . ." Warning! Warning! Sappiness detected! Nevertheless, there was no shame over the silly smile on Isaac's face right now. He was far too happy to have any qualms about that. But if Asher had any doubts that Isaac was genuine about how he felt, this would have surely put them to bed.
Of course, after he recovered, he realized just what the heck Asher was doing. Did he just try to meow? That took way too long for Isaac to process! He started bursting into laughter as he realized just what that odd, strangled noise was. "Oh my god, that meow was awful!" he said, a few tears gathering at the corners of his eyes. "Not even I could be that bad at it! Here, here, listen. Meow~! See?"
He was too busy laughing to realize how tiny and cute he just sounded there.
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Post by Asher on Dec 7, 2016 6:38:07 GMT
Leaning back in his seat, the teen listened to his trainee ramble about how great his girlfriend was. "You sound head over heels," he pointed out, with a smirk. There really wasn't any denying it! Then again, Asher couldn't deny that he was trying to cover the sound of jealousy lacing his tone by overlaying it with a cocky smirk. Instead, it would probably sound more the way that his facial expression gave. After all, expressions meant a lot to how people interpreted things!
Maybe it would be nice to have someone. Or something. Other than a bed. But, Asher simply didn't trust anyone enough to give his heart to them. Why would he? "Sounds fun." Of course, he wasn't going to burst Isaac's joyous bubble. Love was a myth, as far as the redhead was concerned. But, hey, this was the first time that the younger of the two looked so happy. Even if he was teasing Asher about his ridiculous meows!
"I always meow like that! Because Mr. Whiskers gets so mad when I-- And, then Isaac meowed. Oh, shoot. The blush was back. Words escaped before he could filter them, despite his hopes to keep the mood light. "Shit, you're as adorable as your brother." The teen's head dropped into one of his hands, trying to cover his face. This was just ridiculous! How were people just so cute? And, here he had been on his best behavior! They were getting along! "Oh my God," he mumbled into his hands, "you're making things too hard for me!"
Don't you dare take the opportunity for an innuendo, Isaac!
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Dec 7, 2016 6:59:18 GMT
Rather than look annoyed at Asher's statement, Isaac simply sighed fondly. "I really am, aren't I? You know, its funny. I only got the guts to tell her how I felt because I thought I'd never see her again. Guess that worked out well, huh?" It seemed the topic of Maia made him much more of a talker, even managing to lower his guard around Asher. Although was that a faint tone of jealousy in his voice? Maybe Mr. Married to His Bed wasn't so above it all on the first place. Then again, Isaac was fairly sure he could take the hand of any woman or man to pass him on the street and charm them into falling right in step, so Asher probably didn't have much to complain about.
Of course, Isaac didn't realize what kind of effect he could have on Asher until it was too late. Once that meow escaped his mouth, Asher went right back to hiding the blush spreading across his face. Isaac couldn't help but blush as well at the strong reaction. Seriously, why did Asher seem to react so strongly to him doing that? He couldn't have actually been that cute, could he? And yet now Asher could barely even look him in the eye. It was definitely flattering, having someone who never stepped talking be stunned into silence by him. Now if only Maia thought he was that cute . . .
And then Isaac heard it. For a second, the devilish thought crossed his mind to fire back at Asher. This wouldn't be a one liner but instead a pure innuendo, designed to finally turn all of Asher's comments back upon him. It also would have basically let Asher know that all was fair in love and war, and mean he'd never have the right to complain about Asher's innuendos ever again. After all, who the hell had the right to make a joke without taking that joke in return? Certainly not Isaac. He pondered the statement in his head as he looked at the blushing Asher, wondering if a bit of petty revenge was worth flinging open the doors to his comfort zone like that.
Ah, who was he kidding? The look on Asher's face would be so worth it. An all-too-innocent grin spread across Isaac's face as he did his best to make eye contact with the blushing Asher. "Am I, now~?" he asked. "Well, if it's four hours or more, you should probably call your doctor."
Goddamnit, Isaac.
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Post by Asher on Dec 7, 2016 7:24:50 GMT
Yellow eyes lifted up to look at Isaac, hand only covering his nose and mouth, as pink still tinted his face. It felt like they had just spun right back to the comments from earlier about medicine. Lips twitched underneath his hand, as he debated each way the conversation would swing once they opened.
Ah, screw it all.
The teen leaned forward again, hand shifting away from his face to reveal the smile that had fallen upon it. "Does that mean that you want to play doctor with me~?" Hey! At least he didn't touch Isaac this time! Though, it was awfully difficult to keep hands to himself! Hands returned to cover his mouth for a moment, pondering deeply, before giving a definitive nod. "Yeah, I'm totally going to make you wear the collar now. Thanks!" Thanks for what?!
Isaac was probably going to regret opening the door for any form of innuendos from here on out, though!
And, it seemed all the meowing had attracted a visitor. From further in the alley, a creature started to approach, green eyes almost seeming to glow when light hit them. Walking on all fours, Meicoomon approached, slightly puffy. Why did everyone want to be a cat? It was her job to be a cat! So many awful meowing humans! Instead of greeting in a friendly manner, the feline let out an irritated growl. Man, why did cats have to be so angry? Yet, despite the intrusion, Asher seemed entirely oblivious to the angry animal that was approaching. Eh, it happened. Maybe if he didn't make eye contact, she would go away!
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Dec 7, 2016 7:37:10 GMT
Isaac refused to let his spine shiver this time, no matter how badly it wanted to. He had, quite literally in this case, asked for it, and it wouldn't have been fair to react distastefully this time. Instead he just groaned in despair. "That one was so bad," he complained, trying to hide the fact that his groans were starting to turn into snickers. "How do you even come up with half of this crap?" Asher seemed to have an innuendo for every situation. Whether Isaac tried to resist or tried to play along, he knew there was really no way he'd be able to overcome Asher's mastery of the field.
Although apparently now Asher really wanted to see him wear the collar. At this point Isaac wouldn't mind putting it on just so that, later down the line, it could "mysteriously" go missing. Maybe he'd lose it in the Shibuya River. Yeah, nobody would ever find it there!
Of course, trash wasn't the only thing to come out of the Shibuya River. Digimon could to, and there was one heading right for the group. An irritated Meicoomon started to approach, fluffed up and growling. Why it was acting like a feral cat Isaac wasn't sure, but it didn't seem like it'd be friendly to the group. Why did a wild Digimon have to appear now, while he was on shift? If there was going to be a brawl that got him fired, he was gonna be pissed. For that reason, Isaac knew he had to try and find some other way of scaring it away, if only so it would know to look elsewhere for a fight.
Eventually, an idea struck. He reached into his pants pocket and exposed just enough of his Digivice for the screen to be visible. That would be a nice warning for the Meicoomon. His action practically screamed "I know how the Digital World works, and you're not gonna intimidate me." He let that be that, keeping a careful eye out to see if the Meicoomon would get the hint and start retreating.
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Post by Asher on Dec 7, 2016 7:51:41 GMT
"Oh, I know! It was awful!" But, Asher was proud of his ridiculous innuendos! They were fantastic in their own terrible way! "I don't know where I get them from! They just pop into my head every time someone talks," he admitted, cheerfully. Okay, so the reception of this one was much better. Maybe Isaac was getting less crabby!
Unlike the cat that was still approaching. That thing just seemed downright irritated! The feline's eyes shifted to look at Isaac's digivice, and the growling only increased. Well, it definitely seemed like that plan went out the window!
But the angry cat sounds were starting to get annoying. "Haven't we talked about this already?" Asher huffed, throwing a glance to the cat. "You making a bunch of noises does not solve problems! I don't understand them!"
Fur fluffed up more, as eyes darted between the two boys. Ugh. This was so much effort! Being an angry cat, instead of an actually intelligent creature!
Yellow eyes turned to Isaac, not seeming to understand whatever he was trying to show the cat. "Isaac," he started in a deadpan tone, "meet Mister Whiskers. Who should know very well that he is not allowed inside of food establishments and I don't know why he's here.." Why did the cat have to be so emotional, at that? She really wasn't willing to take her eyes off of Isaac at all now! "Maybe your cat-calling attracted him!" Okay, so he had to fit in some sort of joke with all the seriousness. Introductions were too boring!
This, of course, warranted a blatant hiss in Asher's direction, before continuing staring at Isaac. Even cats didn't like his jokes!
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Dec 7, 2016 8:12:30 GMT
At this point, Isaac was fairly sure someone slipped a switch in Asher's brain, switching the production of rational thought and random innuendos. Then again, Asher could also be terrifyingly rational when he wanted to be. He had a memory like a sieve when hearing what he didn't want to hear, and a memory like a bear trap as soon as it was something that'd embarrass Isaac later on. Isaac was trying his best here, but it was exhausting. Once shift was over, he'd probably ring up Kuu or something for a slightly more comprehensible conversation. That said, he was still trying his best here. If the two were gonna be working closely for a long time, they needed to have some sort of a good relationship.
And then the cat kept approaching. Wait, was this Mr. Whiskers? Or rather, Mrs. Whiskers? Slowly, horror filled Isaac's eyes as he realized that Asher, genius of the year, didn't even realize he was partnered to a Digimon. Or maybe more like adjacent to one. Instead Asher seemed content to just gripe at it, complaining he couldn't understand the Meicoomon. "Have you tried making a bunch of random noises until she gets fed up and starts talking?" he asked. He almost gagged on his own sarcasm.
Apparently, she wasn't allowed in food establishments. Isaac had no idea what story prompted this, but it was probably hilarious. "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Whiskers," he said, hoping the Mrs. part would at least make her a little bit less irritable. "Maybe she's hungry? Or maybe she just couldn't bear to be away from you any longer." Something told Isaac that the cat's reaction would likely be as big of a nope as his own was. Or maybe it was Asher's answer, but that was just completely ridiculous. If Asher's strangled meows were attracting any sort of cat, it would be so they could slap him for having no idea what he was doing.
Still, what was he going to do? Just break the news to Asher about what Digimon were? They were busy working! Or at least, apparently they were. At this point things were so quiet that the maids were probably organizing a Mario Kart tournament while nobody was paying attention. But their nebulous working situation didn't change the fact that this was a horrible time to bring up the Digital World. Hell, Isaac didn't even know if he wanted Asher finding out about the Digital World! Nevertheless, unless Mrs. Whiskers was secretly plotting to assassinate Asher, there was probably no clear and present danger to worry about here.
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Post by Asher on Dec 7, 2016 8:26:30 GMT
While normally, Asher would be eager to try anything to make the cat stop being angry, he didn't seem entirely on-board with this plan. "I already tried it. Multiple times. Pretty sure he doesn't speak any language that I can understand, and I don't even know where to begin on learning cat!" Of course the redhead had tried imitating the sounds that Mr. Whiskers made! And, of course, Mr. Whiskers didn't appreciate that kind of sentiment.
But, at least being acknowledged as female had stopped the angered groaning. But, eyes were focused on Isaac's pocket now! It was probably best if he kept an eye on his digivice, lest the feline decide to swipe it and run! After all, who would trust a spirit user?!
"At least you got him to stop making that sound." There was a shrug, while he debated on getting up to go pick up the cat. But, then he'd get fur on his clothes. That wouldn't look good. "I'd offer you a cat, but he really seems to like my house. Hates me. But, the house is just too good to pass up, I guess!" A small laugh escaped his lips, as he shifted in his seat. "No chance you speak cat? Make him a little less hateful?" After all, Asher seemed completely unable to connect with the Meicoomon! "And a little less rake-his-claws-on-me-when-I-sleep? That'd be great!"
Then again, cats were never known to listen to humans. They were far too advanced for that sort of thing.
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Dec 7, 2016 8:40:31 GMT
Maybe it was the fatigue from an early morning and a long day, but Isaac could barely stop himself from cracking up at the mental image of Asher stooping down in front of a cat and making desperate meowing noises to try and communicate with it. He wasn't sure what was better; that Asher had actually beat him to his suggestion, or that he actually tried it in earnest. But unfortunately, laughing at your problems didn't solve them, and leaving an unsupervised Digimon in the middle of a shady alley was probably a pretty major problem.
Not helping matters was the fact that she kept glaring at Isaac's Digivice. He made a mental note to gently cup a hand over his pocket, preventing Mrs. Whiskers from getting her paws on it. He had no idea what her attentions were, but he wasn't quite sure he liked the way she was looking at him.
"No thanks. Elliot might be allergic," Isaac responded. "Really, I've got no clue if he is or isn't." The allergy just kept fading in and out. They think Elliot's fine, and then suddenly nope! It just keeps fading back into existence. It was really frustrating, especially during the few times when owning a pet was on the table. " 'Sides, are you sure she hates you? 'Cause it sounds to me like she can barely keep her paws off of you." Okay, and her claws. That part must've sucked. But maybe some shitty jokes would help keep Asher amused in these trying times.
Nevertheless, he figured he'd do his best to try and see what was troubling the cat, at least. He looked down towards her, still making sure to keep his Digivice covered up. "Are you okay?" he asked, first and foremost. "Is there anything I can help you with? Do you want me to elbow Asher for you?" Isaac, no, you're supposed to be helping!
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Post by Asher on Dec 7, 2016 8:51:12 GMT
Why couldn't Mr. Whiskers just act like a normal, friendly cat? Most people just had tubs of lard with fur for a pet. Asher? No, he gets the angry thing that probably wanted to set him on fire. Luckily, cats did not double as flamethrowers, and Meicoomon probably didn't know how to work a lighter.
"Mrrr," was the best response that Isaac was getting to his question. It wasn't a happy sound, either.
"I wouldn't-"
And, then Whiskers decided to swat at the Spirit User. Luckily, it didn't seem to be interested in trying to shred the poor boy's clothing, and claws were restrained to avoid damage. But, it should get the point across. Or, not. If the cat would just talk, things could be resolved easily! But, as long as Asher was present, it was clear that it wouldn't happen. Would she even be willing to talk if he was gone? Probably not. It was best not to get a Spirit User on her bad side, after all!
"Like I said, irritable," the teen pointed out, standing up. "We should probably get back to work, anyway. I'm sure Mr. Whiskers will head home if we leave him out here. Crazy cat," he chuckled, nervously, while making a motion to the door. "That, and I'm pretty sure that the rest of the workers are going to think we were kidnapped if we stay out here much longer!" And, well, Asher wanted to see if he could still put that collar on Isaac! It was worth a shot, darn it!
Pausing to see if Isaac was going to follow, Asher began to make his way back into the building, humming a, "see you at home, Whiskers!"
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Dec 7, 2016 18:40:11 GMT
Isaac made sure to take a quick step back. Normally he wouldn't have been hasty about it, but he was not getting this suit ruined on the first day of his job! Unfortunately, this would be one of those hands off the merchandise days. Still, Isaac was unsure why she'd take a swipe at him when he was just trying to help out. They were on the same team here! Kinda. I mean, they were if she promised not to be hostile and try and kill Asher, at least.
Unfortunately, though, Isaac wouldn't have too much time to check. Asher was finally remembering that they had a job to do, and it was just about time for them to get back to it. He had stood up and started walking back to the cafe, looking over Isaac's shoulder to see if he was following. "About time! I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm not being trained to be a pet-sitter today, at least," Isaac said, smiling at his own joke. He started as if to follow Asher, moving just enough for the teen to start making his way back to the building.
However, he wouldn't follow for real just yet. He'd get close enough to the door that Asher would be comfortable walking away, and then quickly made his way back to Mrs. Whiskers. "Okay, I've probably got like a minute before he notices I'm gone," Isaac said, already turning over excuses in his head. Left something outside? Couldn't resist giving the kitty a treat so she wouldn't go hungry? Got a text from Elliot and didn't want to rudely answer it on shift? So many excuses, so little time. "Who are you and where are you from? Don't worry, I'm not gonna try and bust you or anything. I'm not one of those DATS guys or anything."
Or, at least, he wasn't yet! Hooray for liquid time!
"I just wanna make sure everything's okay."
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Post by Asher on Dec 7, 2016 19:29:18 GMT
What was DATS? Meicoomon hadn't a clue! Either way, it simply stared at Isaac. What should she say? Keep away from her human? Spirit Users could cause so much trouble! But, rather than caring much about words, the cat only let out an irritated, "meow." After all, there was no way that she was going to blow her cover after all this time! And, definitely not to some kid that probably didn't even like her human!
Asher waited for a moment, putting on his jacket again, and finding a new pair of gloves. Isaac was certainly taking a while to just... walk inside. "Are you trying to talk to the cat? I told you, it doesn't work!" He knew that she was pretty cute, and all, but everyone had to face the facts that there was a language barrier that was far too hard to cross.
Crossing his arms, the manager waited for his trainee to return inside of the building. With any luck, he wouldn't take too long. In the meantime, he'd send Piper a text to pick up Mr. Whiskers, he supposed. After all, it wasn't like he could make much progress with work, if he had to train someone that wasn't ready to return to the shift yet!
...Maybe he should go grab the cat ears and collar, while he waited. That sounded like a great idea! Not that Isaac really seemed like the type that would actually put them on!
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Dec 7, 2016 20:25:07 GMT
Isaac shrugged, a sheepish grin on his face. "I'm sorry, she's just way too cute of a cat," he said. He had a feeling Asher'd catch him in the act, but at least Isaac hadn't been in the middle of discussing important Digital World business in the process. That would've been way too much to explain on a single shift, and the Meicoomon probably would have mauled him for blowing her cover. As frustrated as she seemed with being a cat, she seemed equally frustrated with Isaac signaling that she was a Digimon. Maybe she was just really, really frustrated in general. It was a marvel that anyone could keep going on with so much frustration. Nevertheless, he followed Asher back into the cafe for now, shooting Mrs. Whiskers one last look to make sure nothing crazy happened while he left.
As they entered, Isaac asked "So, when'd you adopt her?" It would be interesting seeing how long Digimon had made their mark on society. Were other subtle ones just completely blended into the human world, or at least in Shibuya? Hell, he remembered seeing people in Terminus City talking about holo-suits, which let Digimon shift forms to resemble humans. Would there be Digimon sitting around town just blending in with humans? It was an interesting thought, and one he really hadn't paid enough mind until now.
But for now, he had other stuff to pay mind. Like work. "Any requests this shift?" he asked, knowing from the look in Asher's eye that he had some sort of craziness planned out for Isaac today. If he was going to keep "jokingly" insisting on it, than Isaac had might as well bite to bullet and bear it before it went on for too long. Of course, Asher tended to take miles at a time when given mere inches, so Isaac had to make sure he'd treat carefully. Hopefully, at least Asher would honor his request to keep things tasteful for the first few shifts!
Meanwhile, entering through the doors, quite the familiar face approached the cashier. "Hello there~! Table for one, please. Any good butlers you'd recommend?"
Oh no.
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Post by Asher on Dec 8, 2016 5:58:55 GMT
"Yeah. He's pretty cute. I think that's why my dad didn't mind keeping him." Well, it seemed that Asher had no suspicions on the subject! Everyone thought Whiskers was adorable! Even if he did have some weird... skin... scarf attached to his neck! Heck, that might be the source of the cat's charm!
But, when did they adopt the cat? "I have no clue!" Asher grinned, trying to mentally figure out his calendar. "I feel like it's been a while. But, I'm bad with time!" Go figure. The young man couldn't figure out if he said something three months prior, or just ten minutes ago! How would he know when they got a cat?
And, as far as requests went? "I don't know. What kind of requests are you talking about?"
Not that he had much time to think about it, as a cashier slipped into the back room. "Someone's requested a table, do you think you could take care of him?" After all, it wasn't like these two seemed to be working at all! Why put the pressure on the girls?
"Oh! Yeah! Sure," the teen agreed, motioning for Isaac to follow. Once reaching the dining area, he paused to step in front of his tiny trainee the second that he could spot the guest, grin unfaltering. "So! Really random, really important question! Is it alright for your brother to know that you work here?" After all, if Isaac's girlfriend wasn't allowed to know, would he be willing to let his brother in on the secret?
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