Djehutymes

Papa had been only too enthusiastic about helping Djehutymes come up with a tree for planting. He'd been full of questions about the climate near Courtney's house, and the type of soil, and the lighting in the site, and how often they were likely to water, prune, and fertilize said tree. And then he'd somehow worked in a conversation about how nice it was that Courtney had gotten her learner's permit and Djehutymes was in no way allowed to go driving with her and that Djehutymes himself would not be able to start learning to drive until Ruthven said so, which would probably be months from now.

Sometimes Djehutymes wishes he had just sprung into existence fully-formed, in the middle of Theoi. It would make life simpler.

In the end, he points out that he'd seen little pine-trees-in-a-bag being given out somewhere for Earth Day last weekend, and maybe that would be simpler, and thank you Papa and he'll be back for dinner. Yes, he'll call if he'll be late, but no, he won't be late. Yes, the dog has been walked. Yes, he has money. No, he won't eat any ice cream, he'll stick to ices. No he won't have too much. Gah.

It's a rather nettled-looking Djehutymes who arrives at Courtney's door. A nettled-looking Djehutymes with a beribboned pine-in-a-bag.

Hey, finally one of those doll sites that truly reflects my cultural needs.

( Dad's cooking, and the smoketopus is on his head )

Hi, Courtney!

Okay this is silly but I made it in MSPaint which is specifically -for- silly stuff.

:D

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So if some guy named Steve shows up in the Nexus and turns out to be super evil and bad, that's kinda my fault. Sorry.

EW.

The bats got mango slime all over my PS3. It sucks.

Hi. I'm not a monster any more. At least, not the kind that splashes around and drags people underwater.

He has to smuggle the posters into the Moon, to avoid the parental "What Have We Told You About Bringing Things Home From The Nexus" lecture. Djehutymes has heard that one how many times before? Jeez. He stows them in his closet until after dinner, when he tapes them up on the wall before doing homework. Science is so much cooler with Bela Lugosi staring down at you. Djehutymes makes vampire faces at him between questions. Grrr, argh.


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He eases aside the clump of weeds, trying to comprehend the vision before him. White flashing limbs in the water, not any animal he's seen before. What's it doing? Flailing around, not crossing the lagoon, not drinking, not hunting. He glides effortlessly up to the creature and traps it, a silvery-pink face shaped almost like his own, arms and legs and hands like his own. He carries it up out of the water, and it fights him all the way--more of the creatures are waiting on the bank--light and smoke and loud noises and sudden burning pain in his chest--

The Creature wakes in his bed. "Glarggle? Lrrrrgh?" Ngh, what a godawful dream....really shouldn't have eaten that big capybara right before bed. And--what the hell? Did he fall asleep out of the water again? It's a terrible habit. Gotta stop staying up so late.

Grumbling to himself, the Creature schlorps down the hall to the Moon's garden, ignoring the alarmed and howling dog back in the bedroom.

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AUGH SURPRISE FAMILY VACATION. >:(

No, it was cool, but jeez. Uh. Hi, guys! What's going on? Is Nurse Branigan okay?

I heard someone shot Nurse Branigan. Courtney, do you know anything about it? Is she going to be okay?

Sometimes I don't even know if I want to be an afterlife deity when I grow up.

I'm old!

Once the vampire melons in the garden grow up I'm totally going to see how they and the vegetable lamb I got in the Twilight Kingdom get along. Any bets? I think if a bunch of watermelons all got together they could climb into his planter and eat him.

Djehutymes feels that he has now discovered the meaning of ZOMG. It involves wearing a jacket (fitted at the Saville Row tailor's) and an ironed shirt and tight shoes.

It also involves picking flowers. He'd asked his dad in a moment of panic whether he should bring "like, flowers or what um." Ruthven's advice had been "bring her a violet or something, a little wildflower, just to show willing. And Miss Crumrin is absolutely right regarding Dance Dance Revolution; it's an abomination. Dress nicely--a dark red shirt and black trousers would be all right--and if she likes a song, offer to dance with her: as far as I can make out, it's basically just sort of swaying rhythmically back and forth, no real footwork." Djehutymes feels that he can do better than a violet, though. Theoi yields a handful of buttercups, celandine, and rue anemone as well.

They look fragile and rather wilted in his hand as he knocks at Courtney's door.

As planned, Djehutymes takes Courtney home to the Moon after classes on Friday. A young dog bounces up to greet them as soon as they step through the door, but Djehutymes quickly tells her to lie down. He remembers that Courtney doesn't like dogs. "That's Meryt--I guess you've met her before. But we'll leave her here. She's always trying to chase the ushabtis in the fields." Sometimes he lets her. >_> "Um, do you want to go around on a boat, or do you want to walk?"

I think I just asked Courtney on a date. Maybe? Sort of a date. Like a dance.

I don't know how to dance!

EDIT: also, she said yes.

Hi, Mr. Bliss. I'm sorry that I ran away like that in the Nexus. I know that you have to kill the vampires where you live, and that they aren't like the ones that I know.

My dad let me stay home from school today, but I'll see you at the next class?

--Djehutymes


He can't really manage anything longer; he still has too much knocking around in his head. But he's ashamed of having run away like that, and he wants Derek to know that it's...maybe not okay right now, but it will be.

((Dude, it's a little disconcerting to keep getting requests for a lost-password-change on this account. I'm sure it's just someone who has...I dunno, "thutmoses" or "tuthmosis" or something like that and keeps misspelling the username, but it's the kind of thing to make you antsy.))

Dad, I have a chick. It's for class. Don't worry, it's not real. It's just for a few days.