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[There's the sound of an engine running smoothly, a constant hum as a car moves along a City street somewhere. All seems well, until-]

Y-Young Master, the brake! The brake, quickly--w-watch out for that pothole!

[Gremio's probably too nervous to be a driving instructor to anyone, but that doesn't seem to have stopped him.]

[ooc: Grab bag curse is a genre switch with Tyr~]

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[stargathering]

[ Tyr actually laughs. Oh, Gremio, you're so cheerful. ] That's right. I'll be a master by the time I take Katara out later, right?

[axeofoath]

[Yes, of co--waitwaitwait-] ...Y-you're taking her out later? T-today? In the car?

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Yep. You're okay with that?

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Ah, ah...Sh-should I come, as well?

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It won't be necessary. [ That's a delicate no. ]

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A-are you certain? I can sit in the backseat! [You mean Tyr doesn't want Gremio along on their date?]

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It's fine. You can start dinner while we're away. [ Unthinkable, isn't it? ]

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Ah, i-if you wish--You won't stay out too long, will you? [Yes! He's just maybe a little wee bit concerned.]

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I'll be home before dinner is on the table. Katara can stay over in my room, too, if it's really late.... [ Poor Gremio. ]

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I-in your...She can sleep in my room--[Oh, Ted's in there. What to do, what to do?] W-well, I suppose we could put her in Luc's room, and he can sleep on the couch. [Teenage Tyr brings so many worries!]

[stargathering]

Luc's room? I wouldn't even sleep in Luc's room. [ Really, Gremio. ] And if Luc took the couch, where would you sleep? There's nothing wrong with us sharing a room.

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A-ah, well, I could sleep on the floor for a night--b-but Young Master, t-together in your room...!

[stargathering]

I'd rather force Luc to sleep on the floor. But Gremio, you don't think I'll do something cruel to her, do you?

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[Skipping the part about leaving Luc on the floor--Gremio might be all right with that--he immediately flounders, the very idea so absurd in his mind.] A-a-absolutely not, Young Master! I would n-never think such a thing!

[stargathering]

[ They're both so mean to Luc. ] Then why do you see this as a problem? I doubt she would complain herself.

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[Yep. :<] I...I know you two are in a relationship, h-however...t-to share a room overnight...

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[ Poor brat. ] I'm glad you're fine with it.

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[Gremio might let him have the couch. It depends.] W-wha--Y-Young Master-!

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[ Luc might be ungrateful. ] To have someone so trusting... It truly makes me happy.

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[...Probably. It'll be the floor for him next time! And sob, Tyr knows exactly how to manipulate Gremio...] I-I-I...I trust you, Young Master...

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[ Or this time!! And this is probably one of the things Tyr feels bad about the next day. He just smiles this time, though. ] I know you do, Gremio. That's why I'm grateful to have you.

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[Yeah! :< Gremio forgives him the next day, but they'll be so confused after the weekend.] Young Master...I-I'll have dinner ready for both of you!

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[ They will. It'll be another point of embarrassment. This month is harmless yet embarrassing. ] Thanks, Gremio. I look forward to it.

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[Yes, so much cute awkward for this month.] Ah, is there anything in particular you would like?

[stargathering]

[ Best ever. :3 ] ...I'd like a pot roast. [ B) ]