posted sunday idc

[geminids]

↧ saturday, holiday party

broderick's house is full of people, laughter, and wine... so, so much wine. and bracken loves it all. he's slicing a baguette beside broderick, who's armed with a corkscrew and a fresh bottle of some fancy magicked red, when two of the wizard's colleagues get into a debate about the best shape for potion vials. (fucking nerds.) they trade good-natured and childish barbs until one scoffs and calls the other a pwrs.

it means 'purse' and 'nutsack,' which makes it the best homonym bracken's learned so far. he snorts a laugh. broderick freezes mid-(cork)screw, jaw slack, dumbfounded. a brief squabble — bracken understood that? did he learn insults? ... he learned welsh? bracken gets all he ever wanted (a kiss, gratitude laced with lingering shock, that borders on inappropriate). when he only answers follow-up questions with a smarmy little grin, broderick shoves the wine at a bystander and drags bracken to a room, out of sight. they don't reappear until later.

↧ sunday, london

"i take it off when i'm inside. ma'am." bracken doffs his beaver felt hat for the the illustrious mrs. harriet parish — grant's momma, brook's nan, the woman who'd extended a special invitation to join her at sunday service. she called it an olive branch, her son called it a test. bracken called it a necessary evil and donned his sunday best to try his very best, everything ironed and clean and crisp, polished when necessary. he even has cufflinks! he'd been raised to raise hell across the mountain states and he can face the matriarch of the parish clan.

and yet.

(they down cocktails and oysters for two and a half hours after church and apparently bracken's attending a polo match next month.)

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ok nobody let me wear the hat next time. anyways tell me what's good

Comments

[arietids]

They call you cowboy too many times?

[geminids]

that'd be "uncouth". like they say






"the american" but imagine they said it like they don't believe i got a job

[arietids]

Wow, hoity-toity.

Didn't hear them talking shit about you? Was hoping you'd come back with some fresh insults for me to call you.

[abracadavers]

Why, when muppet is so perfect.

[arietids]

Too affectionate. I need something dripping with the disdain of an old British woman.

[abracadavers]

Troglodyte, blithering idiot, cretinous pillock, cockwomble...

I was told once by some old bat that it was always lovely to meet the Welsh because it reminded her of the virtues of the English.

[geminids]

these're supposed to be insults for ME [...] that last one's pretty funny though

[abracadavers]

I'm being helpful and bonding with your brother who in fact is a complete pillock himself.

[geminids]

ain't gonna get in the way of bonding. how dare i

[abracadavers]

It's your Christmas present. Us getting along.

[arietids]

Thanks, striking off the last one since he thinks it's funny.

Did you curse her out?

[abracadavers]

It's enormously frustrating when a well crafted insult doesn't hit because he giggles.

Obviously, I have a reputation to uphold.

[arietids]

Well now he knows how to diffuse them.

Of course. Man who fights old women.

[geminids]

ok wait cause i texted fran some of their choices cause i wanna use em again later

i'm rugged
the states're delightfully simple
how the midwest must've been so peaceful when everything in london's so ✨complex✨
then one of her buddies asked what i do for work and said she thought right when she assumed i work with my hands

[osmotheque]

I should sincerely enjoy to speak with these individuals when they are not communing with their god.

[geminids]

nah it's cool. harriet even admitted most of those ladies got sticks up their asses. arses.

[osmotheque]

I should talk to them, perhaps.

[geminids]

but i passed the church gauntlet cause i dragged best with me now we never gotta go again

[arietids]

If you made a good impression you might not be free of it.

[abracadavers]

And I might just kill them all anyway.

[osmotheque]

One cannot allow them to believe that they have won an argument that has barely even begun.

[arietids]

Don't worry, this is mostly funny Pretty.

[osmotheque]

The I shall endeavor to be appropriately funny should we have the opportunity to speak.

[arietids]

Bracken'll never let you near them now. I would like to see it, though.

[osmotheque]

One cannot help who they come to meet. The complexities of life are largely up to chance.