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walktheline From: [info]walktheline Date: February 6th, 2011 05:18 pm (UTC) (Link)
He swung out of the school and in to town, twiddling with the radio and settling on some cheap comedy show. They wouldn't be driving for long anyway.

"I'm only as much of an asshole as you are" he joked, chuckling. "Can you guess where we're going?"
867_5309 From: [info]867_5309 Date: February 6th, 2011 05:22 pm (UTC) (Link)
"You're three times the asshole I could be," Jenny shot back, unable to help but smile. He thought he was so funny, and she hated to admit that he sort of was. He always sort of had been. She reached out once he gave up on the radio, giving it another little turn, trying to find something she liked instead.

When he mentioned guessing where they were going, she heaved a sigh, eyes already rolling. "Three guesses, first two don't count? I'm sure I know just where we're going. Did you bring change for the jukebox, or are you just going to wing it?"
walktheline From: [info]walktheline Date: February 6th, 2011 05:28 pm (UTC) (Link)
Charlie shrugged, losing that argument. It was probably true. He side-eyed her as she fiddled with his radio, dreading what she might settle on. Didn't she know people might recognise them? He wasn't sure he was ready to be spotted with Katy Perry blasting out of his car.

He laughed when she guessed correctly. "Don't sigh like that, you know it's the best place to get a fucking burger."
867_5309 From: [info]867_5309 Date: February 6th, 2011 05:36 pm (UTC) (Link)
"Well, if we're going there, I might actually have chicken fingers. They have the best chicken fingers," Jenny replied, slumping back in her seat some once she had found a song she liked on the radio. She knew it would probably make Charlie's skin crawl, but that was half of the fun.

"Even though chickens don't really have fingers, so it kind of makes me wonder where the meat is really coming from. But they aren't all dark meat like some places.. dark meat is the worst."
walktheline From: [info]walktheline Date: February 6th, 2011 05:40 pm (UTC) (Link)
"All you eat is chicken fingers. I'm waiting for you and your sister to turn into fucking chickens" he joked before narrowing his eyes at Jenny.

"No way. No fucking way, giant asses are banned from this vehicle, man." Charlie made a dart for the radio, pushing in a casette tape as a last resort. The Doors started blaring out. "This is much better" he yelled.

"Sure chickens have fingers, everything has fucking fingers" he speculated.
867_5309 From: [info]867_5309 Date: February 6th, 2011 05:45 pm (UTC) (Link)
"Chicken is delicious, what's your point? I'm waiting for you to turn into a big nugget of weed, so I guess we're even," Jenny shot back, eyes narrowing when he slammed in the tape. She reached out quickly, at least turning down the volume a bit. He was liable to burst the windows with how loud he'd leaving things playing.

"That's racist, by the way. She doesn't even have that giant of an ass, and she is very talented! She's amazing!" the blonde retorted, sticking her tongue out at him.

"Where, by the way, do you suppose these fingers are? On the ends of their wings? Those are feathers, dumbass."
walktheline From: [info]walktheline Date: February 6th, 2011 05:54 pm (UTC) (Link)
Charlie was momentarily lost in thoughts of how fucking awesome it would be to be a giant bugget of weed, and turned the radio up a tiny bit just to annoy Jenny.

"Her ass is vast" he said, sniggering at his own joke.

They were almost there now and Charlie's stomach rumbled impatiently. He rolled his eyes at Jenny as if she was dumb. "I know those are feathers, but they got bones right? Bones coming out of their arms. Even fish have legs in their skeletons."
867_5309 From: [info]867_5309 Date: February 6th, 2011 06:04 pm (UTC) (Link)
"Her ass is fine," she replied, scowling at him.

She had turned her head a bit, looking out of the passenger window at all of the scenery as they passed. If she stared hard enough, she could almost tone him out, but not quite. "Of course they have bones. They're tetrapod vertebrates, are they not? And those are wings, not technically arms. That's what makes it a bird; there was only one species of bird ever that didn't have wings, and it's extinct, so I can safely say birds have wings, not arms. And there are no fingers on their wings. They can't like, pick things up, that's why they use their beaks, duh?"

When he mentioned fish having legs, she scrunched up her nose, turning back to face him. "You're full of shit, you make it sound like every fish has that."

Actually, she wasn't sure they didn't. She had never heard that one before.
walktheline From: [info]walktheline Date: February 6th, 2011 06:11 pm (UTC) (Link)
He scowled right back but kept his eyes on the road.

"Tetrapod vertebrates" he mimicked her, laughing. Sometimes she could be such a geek. "Besides, fucking Raptors were birds. I've seen Jurassic Park Three. Fucking Raptors were birds and they had fingers. Birds don't have thumbs, that's why they can't pick anything up."

He met her gaze with raised eyebrows, as if she dare contradict his fact. "I'm telling you, fish have legs." Signalling, he pulled off the road and into a side-of-the-road diner. Parking up he switched the engine off and it was quiet in the car and the radio died away.
867_5309 From: [info]867_5309 Date: February 6th, 2011 06:17 pm (UTC) (Link)
"You've seen Jurassic Park? That's your scientific proof? The third movie in a lackluster series? Not even the original, but three, and you're going to try to school me? Fuck off," Jenny replied quickly, scowling further at him. It was mostly the laughing that got her riled up. He was always laughing at her when she said something serious.

"I'm sorry if vertebrate is too many syllables for you. I can define if for you, if you'd like?" she offered, raising an eyebrow at him, a somewhat arrogant look on her face. How did he always get her like this? He was such an asshole.. mostly.

"I want scientific proof, and that means backed up by legitimate scientific journals and findings, that fish have legs. If you can literally prove to me that fish have legs, I'll eat my sneakers."
walktheline From: [info]walktheline Date: February 6th, 2011 06:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
Charlie looked crestfallen. "You don't like Jurassic Park? They had like, dinosaur experts on set making sure everything was scientific. That's your fucking scientific proof!"

Charlie fished in the dash for a few seconds, grabbing a few crumpled notes and a shit load of change before stepping out of his car and locking up.

"I will ask Professor Baer about it, get ready to eat your goddamn sneakers."
867_5309 From: [info]867_5309 Date: February 6th, 2011 06:32 pm (UTC) (Link)
"I only ever saw the first one," Jenny admitted. "We watched it with our dad when it was still kind of new.. it was scary when you're like five, okay?" she added, climbing out of the car once he did, and slamming her door behind him. Again, just another little tactic she liked to employ to get under his skin. It never failed to piss him off, just that little bit.

"I want Professor Baer to tell him himself. Or write it done. It can't just be word of mouth from you, because you'll lie to me, and don't act like you won't."
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