Chilly Boulder, Thursday Afternoon

[selfhelphero]

Billy and Topher had originally made plans to go out for an ice cream date over the weekend, but that idea had been hampered by the whole pony thing. So, of course, the day they rescheduled for was the day the island was invaded by goats. Of course.

"Tell me this wasn't our fault?" Billy said, once they were safely inside. He didn't really think it was their fault, but he had to admit, they were getting kind of a strange track record here.

[For the other awkward geek!]

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[selfhelphero]

Who knew that Jeff's class could be useful for anything? But there was Billy, tilting his head a little as well, because this was awkward enough to begin with.

[dollpocalypse]

And then there was kissing! Obviously.

"You know, you'd think that'd be gross," Topher commented afterwards. "It isn't, so much. Movies lie."

Or Topher was just a baby and misinterpreted the way movie kiss scenes were supposed to be taken. That was also a possibility.

[selfhelphero]

"Some movie kisses are totally gross." Like the ones that involved sucking noises, ew. "That was really awesome."

[dollpocalypse]

"Really awesome," Topher agreed. He was sort of rethinking his stance on mouth germs, Billy. This was quite an accomplishment you'd achieved here. "Um. This could be, like. Something we do sometimes, if you want?" he tried. "I mean. Since it wasn't gross."

Topher, this was not how normal people did things.

[selfhelphero]

No, this wasn't normal, but Billy was going to take it anyway. "I'd like that a lot. But only if you want to," he said.

[dollpocalypse]

Topher nodded once, vigorously, then went in for another quick kiss.

"Yuh-huh."