[Video] 20th Time Loop

[urnewkingbitch]

[The comm clatters to the floor, giving everyone a good look of taloned, crow-like feet, but more suited to a human's body. There's indistinct muttering as more talons close around the device, and when they're out of the way...well, it's surprisingly Dave. But instead of his usual cleaner look, he's much more unkempt and without his usual Ben Stiller sunglasses. Also, his face is a little more bird-like. Enjoy seeing his red eyes all the time!

Another huge difference is also the black crow wings that are attached to his back.

Yes, please welcome Runawaystuck AU Dave!]

Can't they make these easier to handle for people with fuckin' claws and shit? [He snorted.] Nah, that'd be too nice of 'em.

Anyway, it's been almost two weeks of back-to-back bullshit, and now the smell of death is comin' from the mirror-side, which is pretty balled up from where I'm standin'. What is this, the end of the world, Wonderland style? Might've just jinxed us with that one. Oh, well.

[He's kind of feeling awkward after the whole...Shadow Dave thing.]

So, any of you older "veterans" know what the hell's goin' on? Or are we all just poor little bunnies in this?

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[hamburellakind]

I have no idea what that means.

[John-- Joan, maybe? --is dressed, but it's clear from the way she keeps shifting that she's uncomfortable. As soon as Dave closes the door behind her, she whips off the shirt and instantly reveals the problem to everyone but her.

She put it on inside out. While it was easier to see the hooks in the mirror, the foam supports at the bottoms of the cups are facing out and doing absolutely nothing but stabbing her in the ribs, really.]

I can't figure it out!

[urnewkingbitch]

Slang for boyfriend and girlfriend respectively, future girl.

[Luckily for her/him, Dave is not a prude.]

On the positive side, you have very nice bubs. [Maybe John can use context clues for that one.] Mind if I helped you straighten that out? I'll try not to scratch.

[hamburellakind]

[She is glad he likes them, even if they're temporary and feel fucking weird.]

I think I've messed this up enough that you can't do much to make it worse.

[urnewkingbitch]

[He shrugs and takes the bra off with careful fingers. Dave then manages to at least get it on her the right way without even nicking her. She'll have to put her arms through the straps herself, though.]

There. That should be a little more comfortable.

Oh, yeah, before I forget. Happy birthday, in case tomorrow conspires to make us think it won't be a happy one.

[hamburellakind]

[She slips the straps on and retrieves her shirt, slipping it on with a relieved sigh.]

Oh, thanks! Wow, I almost forgot. I've been here like, a year now...

[That's a terrible thought.]

I guess all this you being a bird shit is par for the course by now. Not that I approve of the other Dave being a complete and total asshole but, well. You'd think I'd be used to all of it.

[urnewkingbitch]

I've got a couple more months to go before I hit that anniversary.

[Jesus Christ.]

Been like this my whole life, excuse me. [....] Yeah, I saw that shit.

[hamburellakind]

[Ignoring the whole WOW JOHN I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN A BIRD bullshit...]

He said some. Things about me.

[urnewkingbitch]

What things? I didn't read passed the initial wall of bullshit.

[hamburellakind]

About how you killed me. And how I'm so stupid.

[urnewkingbitch]

[Oh.]

I thought we were passed the whole "I bumped off John among other people in horrible ways" thing. [Maybe there had been other reasons, but Dave can't really remember them. It's been a year since then for him.]

You're kinda thickheaded with the stubbornness of a donkey, but I wouldn't call you stupid.

[hamburellakind]

[Joan walks around Dave and starts petting the feathers on his wings.]

You kind of did, though.

[urnewkingbitch]

[She's the only one even allowed to do that, so she's fine. He relaxes fractionally while she does that.]

Well, you have a habit of meanin' one thing, but sayin' somethin' completely different from what you meant. And you're kinda oblivious to some things, I can't lie about that. Sorry.

[hamburellakind]

I think my mirror is going to be more upset than me.

[urnewkingbitch]

[He runs his fingers through his hair with practiced care.]

Think we should look for Quincy?

[hamburellakind]

...I don't really want him to take it out on us.

[urnewkingbitch]

Good point. Guess we'll just have to wait until this wacky shit stops before we check up on 'em.

[This is a little awkward since this is the first time they've really talked since the. Whole. Adult. Thing.]

[hamburellakind]

[Joan is just realizing this also.]









...So I was a rabbit for a few days.

[urnewkingbitch]

And I was a crow. That was a helluva lot more fun than I thought it'd be.

[There's a wicked smile as he remembers scaring the piss out of Quincy. It goes away as he decides to broach the subject that Joan is avoiding.]

Before that we were adults. [Dave tilts his head.] Do you regret it?

[hamburellakind]

Quincy's gonna have nightmares...

[Joan blushes and looks down, shrugging a little.]

No. I don't. I'm just...

[She lifts her hands to her face, sighing.]

It feels weird knowing it happened and now we can't...can't do that again...

I'm not a perv, okay, so don't start.

[urnewkingbitch]

I'd do it again if given the choice.

[Dave shrugs back.]

Nothin' wrong about that. When we're both 16 I don't see why we should hold back. I wouldn't call it bein' a perv. More like...you got a taste of somethin', and now you can't do it again to really enjoy it, right?

[hamburellakind]

[She nods, still blushing.]

I've n...never been that...

[Close to someone? Open with someone?]

Just. It was a lot of firsts.

[urnewkingbitch]

That's somethin' we can both agree on, I think.

[hamburellakind]

[Joan bites her lip.]

Is it weird that I feel worse about it now that you're a furry?

[urnewkingbitch]

[This face.]

[hamburellakind]

...What?