☆ metalocalypse 1x1

[butt-head.]

          
                      TOKI WARTOOTH.
          

          he looked over at pickles, nodding. ”yeps.. ams readys..” he said, inhaling slightly. he slowly skated out of the rink, and towards the blonde, staring. he stood next to the blonde for a moment, thinking of what to say before looking over at him.
                    ”skwisgaars.. i ums, just wants yous to know that.. yous means a lots to me.. and to everyone else.. yous not just a guitar player. yous everybody’s friend, and, you means so much to everyone’s, yous means.. everythings to mes.. and i’m sorrys you didn’t feels like that before.. i’m sorrys for how’s i has been acting. yous.. deserves the entire world ands mores. and.. i knows you don’t wants to talks but.. i just.. neededs to lets you knows all thats..” he spoke, staring into the blondes eyes as he talked, his own blue eyes sparkling as he stared.
          he didn’t break eye contact. he stared deeply into skwisgaars eyes. he had so much more he wanted to say, but.. he didn’t want to overwhelm the guitarist. but, that look in his eyes, was saying everything. how much he loved skwisgaar, how much he cared for him, how much he admired him..

          
          
                      

                      NATHAN EXPLOSION.
                 

          he nodded as he sat next to the blonde, staring at pickles as he skated, smiling gently. he definitely wanted to skate with him later.. nathan looked up and saw pickles give off the sign, and nathan slowly scooted away, giving toki and skwisgaar more privacy. he smiled as he watched toki pour his heart out, glancing at pickles every now and then.

     

          

[talkshow boy]

skwisgaar skwigelf

skwisgaar doesn't pay it any mind when nathan leaves; maybe he was
getting another drink, or just wanted to hang out with pickles. he didn't
need to be babysat. as toki approaches, though, he narrows his eyes. what
did he want? he listens to toki pour his heart out to him, glare softening.
none of this is toki's fault, not really. skwisgaar knew that. it's his own
issue to sort out. toki shouldn't have to worry about it. the blonde shakes
his head, averting his eyes. "nej... this ams not your fault, tokis. this ams..
my own problems." he pauses for a moment, trying to think of how to phrase
what he wants to say. it doesn't matter what other people think of him, if
he thinks he's useless. he ends up staying silent, still not looking at his partner,
though the vitriol he's held for the past 2 weeks is now gone.

[butt-head.]

          
                      TOKI WARTOOTH.
          

          ”let’s me helps yous thens.. WE can gets betters togethers! we both has issues.. we both cans helps each other’s..” he said, hands clasping together tightly as he stared. he.. didn’t care about himself getting help. he only cared about skwisgaar right now. he inhaled slightly, before continuing. ”lets me helps yous.. or.. let’s someone’s help yous.. you shouldn’ts go throughs this alones. please?..” he pleaded, eyes sparkling.
                    he felt himself begin to sweat, as he nervously waited for a reply. he just.. wanted everything to be normal. he wanted skwisgaar to be happy. he’d give up everything for him, as long as it made him happy. ”yous worth a lot skwisgaarr’s.. ands.. you needs to knows that’s.. you ams everythings to mes. and.. if yous cants believes that.. thens ill.. i’ll try’s my best to makes you believes it.” he said, a small smile on his face as he stared, hoping this last sentence would drive some kind of emotion from the blonde..

          
          

[talkshow boy]

skwisgaar skwigelf

skwisgaar still doesn't look up, though this time it's because he's trying to hide
the tears streaming down his face. towards the end, he turns to toki, a sad
smile on his face. the swede pulls toki into a hug, sniffling. he slips into
his mother language, hoping to maintain at least a bit of privacy while
the rest of the band is nearby. "tack. jag är ledsen..." he hides his face
in toki's shoulder, falling silent. pulling away slightly, he leans down to kiss
toki, nodding slightly. "i.. i'll trys. ja?"

[butt-head.]

          
                      TOKI WARTOOTH.
          

          he wrapped his arms around the other, smiling. ”ikke angre, min kjære.” he spoke, returning the small kiss with a smile. ”as longs as yous try’s.. that’s good enoughs for me..” he said, giving skwisgaar another kiss on the cheek, smiling widely. ”jeg elsker deg så mye, vakker.” he whispered, resting his head on the others shoulder.
                    he rubbed the others back, whispering small ‘i love yous’ in norwegian. it was a bit hard to slightly crouch as he hugged skwisgaar, his legs were still a bit weak, and well. he was wearing skates. so he quickly sat down on the others lap, hugging him tighter. ”do yous wants to sits heres for a bit? or do yous wants to skates..” he asked gently, rubbing his hands through the blondes silky hair. though skwisgaar hasn’t really taken care of it, it was still so.. healthy and soft.

          

[talkshow boy]

skwisgaar skwigelf

he blinks at toki, shaking his head a bit. "i.. can'ts skate." it's no surprise;
he never bothered learning anything other than how to play guitar. really, this
is probably part of what perpetauates, in his mind, that his only purpose is to
be the best at guitar. it was a good suggestion on toki's part. maybe, if his
boyfriend starts to pick up other hobbies, his need for being the best will...
go away slowly. very slowly.

[butt-head.]

          
                      TOKI WARTOOTH.
          

          ”why donts you try’s? it won’ts hurts.. wells if yous fall it mights. but i wonts let’s you falls..” he said, rubbing his cheek against skwisgaar, smiling. he looked over at the rink, smiling more as he watched pickles and nathan skating, nathan looking like bambi on ice, and pickles not looking much better.
                    ”come ons.. i’ll holds yours hand the whole times..” he said, pouting slightly as he stared up at skwisgaar, those puppy eyes staring through his soul. once skwisgaar gave in, toki slowly stood from his lap, grabbing his hand and taking him to the counter to get skates.
          once he got skates, toki helped him get them on, and tightly held onto his hand as he led him to the skating floor, smiling widely. he grabbed both of skwisgaars hands, standing in front of him as he helped the other learn to skate. his attention was averted when he heard nathan scream as he was flying towards the railing, not knowing how to stop himself as he crashed into it. toki laughed, covering his mouth and glancing at skwisgaar. ”thats gotta hurts..” he muttered, grinning slightly.

          
          
                      

                      NATHAN EXPLOSION.
                 

          after flying into the wall, he sat there for a moment, silent. yeah. ow. that hurt. he slowly stood up, with the help of pickles, and looked around. ”did. uh. everyone see that.” he asked, rubbing his head. his forehead had a small bump on it, but, nathan still wanted to skate.
                    after recovering, he grabbed pickles, and began skating again, going a bit too fast for the poor drummer, basically dragging him along while he resembled a competitive roller skater, shoving others out the way as he skated around.. hey, he was a quick learner, and at least he wasn’t falling all over the place.

     

          

[talkshow boy]

skwisgaar skwigelf

the blonde sighs, giving in. "..okays." as he agrees, toki smiles,
pulling him over to get some skates. he slowly gets to the rink,
immediately regretting it. with his long legs and lack of balance,
he looks like a baby deer trying to walk on ice. he only goes a few feet
before losing his balance, almost crashing to the ground if it weren't for
toki catching him. skwisgaar frowns again. he... wasn't good at this. he
sucked, actually. being bad at something... he's not used to it. it's clear
by his expression what he was thinking about.

pickles the drummer

pickles snickers a bit as nathan crashes into a wall, going over to make
sure he's okay. he helps nathan up, grinning. "well, yeah, but they
won't say anything unless they wanna get beat up." almost as soon
as nate is back on his feet, he gets pulled behind the vocalist as he
speeds around. pickles could barely keep his balance with how fast they
were going. with nathan pushing everyone around like that, it'll be a miracle
if they don't get kicked out or banned.

[butt-head.]

          
                      TOKI WARTOOTH.
          

          toki noticed how nervous skwisgaar was, and made sure to try and make him more comfortable. he rubbed the others hands as he held them, giving him a kind smile and reassuring him when he nearly fell. ”yous will gets betters overs times.. donts be upsets!” he said, kissing the others hand gently.
                    the two skated around the rink for awhile, toki stopping every now and then to laugh at nathan and pickles when they’d fall. once they all were done with skating, toki led skwisgaar out of the rink and sat down, yawning. ”yous dids really wells.. ums.. so.. ams you stills mad at mes?” he asked, tilting his head.

          
          
                      

                      NATHAN EXPLOSION.
                 

          he stepped out of the rink, panting and sweating like a pig. he flopped down onto a chair, looking over at pickles. ”damn. im tired.. wanna uh, go home now or..” he asked, grabbing pickles and gently pulling him down and on his lap, hugging him.
                    he grabbed a drink from the table, sipping it.. he didn’t even know who’s it was. but, it was just cranberry juice. he winced and threw the cup, spitting out the liquid. he grumbled, wiping his mouth. ”dear god i hate cranberry juice..” he growled, crossing his arms. ”do they have anything else other than stupid cranberry juice?! this place sucks i’m going to the bike..” he mumbled, picking pickles up and carrying him to the bike, leaving toki and skwisgaar alone for a bit..

     

          

[talkshow boy]

skwisgaar skwigelf

allowing toki to lead him out of the rink, he thinks for a moment before
shaking his head. he wasn't mad at toki. rather, skwisgaar was mad at himself.
or maybe dissapointed was a better word. but still, he held no ill will towards
toki. not anymore. he smiles a bit, shaking his head. "no, i ams not mads at
you. it wasn't yours fault anyway." you can tell he's telling the truth, but
there's also something off about him. the blonde is feeling a bit better, sure,
but.. his typical personality still isn't there. it will likely be a while before it
ever fully comes back.

pickles the drummer

getting picked up by his boyfriend makes him yelp a bit. sure, he knows how
strong nathan is, but it always catches him off guard whenever nathan uses
it to pick him up like it's nothing. as he's set down on nathan's lap, he leans
back, humming. "eh.. yeah. let's go, i'm exhausted." as nate starts
complaining about something else, he starts to respond, but is cut off as he
gets picked up yet again. well. that's certainly one way to make an exit.