Zombie_In_A_Box Posted January 12, 2015 Share Posted January 12, 2015 Samuel huffed softly still holding onto Harold, as if the other was going to protect him from whatever other weird animals were in here. He definitely disliked the cat - it seemed evil... The brunet didn't even hear what Trip was talking about, seeing as he was too busy trying not to get anything on his shoes or something. "Yeah, yeah, room is good." He mumbled under his nose, waiting for the moment they'd be back inside. Perhaps if he was introduced with all this slowly, he would actually like at least some part of it. Though that wouldn't be achieved unless got over his need for tidyness. When they were finally inside, the purple-eyed male let out a relieved sigh and instead of his sleeve gripped onto Harold's hand. "Maybe you can tell me something about it without me having to... Touch any of them while we're in your room." He sighed out quietly and let out a smile, his hair messed up from the slight wind. What else could be expected when it was so goddamn fluffy... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KuroBear Posted January 15, 2015 Author Share Posted January 15, 2015 Nodding, the boy keeps smiling, not being bothered by the hand holding whatsoever as he lead his newly acquired friend to the stairs, "I think that's probably best... I don' know if I would be able to drag ya back in the house before Charlotte came after you and would try to stomp on you to make ya mushy so she could eat ya easier!" Giving Sam's hand a gentle squeeze, he shows a very cheerful smile despite the horrible image he may have put in the other's head. Harold would probably not admit it himself, but he looked like a completely different person compared to the 'Harold' Sam had met earlier. That's simply what the effect was of being near his animals. "Naw, I'm jus' pulling your leg, Sam," joking around, he even finds himself blushing slightly from how much he was smiling, "A snail gets more distance in an hour than that donkey gets in a whole day... Say. Why are ya so scared of my animals? I know they're dirty an' all, but I bet that even if I washed down one of the chickens with a hose, ya still wouldn't even wanna look at'em! I thought city folk were tough..." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zombie_In_A_Box Posted January 15, 2015 Share Posted January 15, 2015 Samuel's face displayed pure terror when Harold 'joked' about the donkey. His grip on the other's hand tightened as he walked after the boy with wide eyes. Mushy... Eat... The brunet couldn't even fight back the shudder of his whole body at that terrifying thought. Obviously enough, he didn't catch up on the fact that Trip was only joking at first... He only understood that when he admitted to teasing him. "Don't joke like that..." He mumbled out softly and sighed, lightly entertwining their fingers. His purple eyes didn't show even a hint of the previous mischievous glint anymore... "Why am I scared?" He questioned back with wide eyes, almost as if he was offended by the question. "It's not only that they're dirty... I don't know anything about them. Their beaks, claws and everything..." There he shuddered, remembering the image Harold had painted in his mind. "This is the first time I'm so close to those things. You'd also be scared if you were in Tokyo like me here..." He ended, a small frown on his face. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KuroBear Posted January 23, 2015 Author Share Posted January 23, 2015 "I know," he admits shamelessly, "If I went to Tokyo, I'd probably have a panic attack... and that place is big. I'd actually might die if I happened to get lost!" Shivering himself at the thought of being all alone in a current of busy, rich men and women... He'd be certainly trampled over like he was a doormat. Nope. At least he would never be forced to go to Tokyo. Harold was even sure his mother and father clearly understood what would happen to their son if that were to happen. He greatly respected their understanding how how cowardly he was when it came to large amounts of people. Except it was his mom that urged him to get past it... It was as if she was actually expecting him to grow out of it! Pushing open the door to his room, the full calamity of his room was revealed. He swore it was clean when he woke up... It was usually the task of looking for clothes or a specific item that made the room look like his closet exploded. Clothes on the floor, the bed, on top of the dresser and only a t-shirt hung in the open closet. "But anyways, I'm sorry for this mess an' all. I'll get to picking this all up right away... uh." It wasn't until now that he realized that their hands were still connected. He didn't know if this was a urban custom or something but... "Can I get my hand back, Sam?" He asks, giggling slightly, but was mostly confused. Trip didn't even know when this happened! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zombie_In_A_Box Posted January 24, 2015 Share Posted January 24, 2015 "Tokyo is way better than here. I can't wait to go back..." Samuel sighed as he squeezed Harold's hand slightly. "Once I turn twenty-one, I'll be out of here." He grumbled and looked at Harold. There was no way he'd stay, not even for this guy. "Animals are gross." He added and frowned, the frown only deepening when he saw Harold's messy room. Sighing heavily, the brunet let go off his hand and placed both of his own on his hips. "I'll help you." The purple-eyed male absolutely hated anything but tidiness, so, without even waiting for Trip to agree or refuse the offer, Sam began collecting the clothes, folding them and putting them on the bed. "Put them in your closet where they should be." He grumbled as he picked up pants from the ground, scrunched up his nose at the stain and tossed them away. "Those should be washed." He muttered and continued, seemingly already forgotten about his encounter with the animals. Whenever he was cleaning, the teen often tended to forget about everything else until he was done - until everything was perfect. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KuroBear Posted January 29, 2015 Author Share Posted January 29, 2015 He didn't know why Samuel was being so focused on cleaning, but he followed directions and put away the clothes Sam would fold, he put dirty things in the laundry when he was directed and he threw out some crumpled pieces of paper that were on the floor here and there. Trip couldn't help but feel a little upset that Sam kept calling his animals gross or 'things', but he always had to catch himself on that. He's never seen animals before and Harold has never seen so much as a bullet train in his entire life. Sighing his frustrations away, the room was quickly looking like an actual room and not an explosion of clothes and random things. "... Hey, the floor is actually clear for the first time," he laughs, scratching his nape, "Thanks, Sam. You really didn't have to, but I still appreciate it!" There was a small plastic car on his desk and Trip moves it back and forth absentmindedly, looking at his room, which he hadn't seen so tidy in a long long time. He had considered it 'clean' that morning, but if Sam came in here before it was a bigger mess, Harold bet that his friend would still see it as cleanable. "Now we can just relax, right? Nothin' else we need to -uh- clean?" Breaking his stare on the clean floor, he smiles at Samuel. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zombie_In_A_Box Posted January 29, 2015 Share Posted January 29, 2015 Samuel seemed a little disgusted the whole time he was cleaning the room. Seriously, how could anyone live in these conditions? "You should clean up more often." Words like this often left the teen's mouth along with a muffled groan. The groan was especially loud when he found a pair of underwear on the ground... Disgusting. Samuel scowled, looking at Trip with both hands on his hips when they were done with the clothing. "You should wash the floor and clean up the table and all of the cabinets, but for now it's bearable..." Samuel sighed quietly as he got on the bed, arms underneath his head and his eyes closed. "How am I supposed to even live here?" The brunet asked with a sigh, shaking his head. "I'll never get used to this place." He mumbled with a frown, raising his head up to look at Harold. "Really though, if there weren't any animals, I could probably manage..." His purple eyes were soon hidden by his eyelids again, a sigh parting his pink lips. "Harold, I need to find what to do here." He mumbled somewhat sadly, trying to think of as many possibilities as he could to not be around his parents or animals. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KuroBear Posted January 29, 2015 Author Share Posted January 29, 2015 Samuel seemed just as concerned with his room's cleanliness, so his words may either leave his head after 24 hours or he might do half of what he was suggested to do. Cleaning really wasn't his kind of thing, and it really wasn't something he thought too much of... But maybe he'd make an effort to do it since Sam was bound to scold him again in no time if not. Watching the brunet lay down, he falls silent, not knowing what he should say. A city boy didn't belong here and Samuel probably felt bored out of his mind, or just useless in general. Harold sits at the side of his bed and thinks, honestly wanting to help, "... What did ya like to do the most in Tokyo?" He asks, turning his head and looking at him, "Or if there was somethin' you did to pass the time... I think I can understand how you feel around here. Bored and out of place. I wanna help." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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