“I didn’t think you liked to dance Johnny,” Spade said taking his arm and starting to walk down the street. “What kinda dancin’ you do? Foxtrot, Venetian Waltz?” It intrigued the clown to learn more about him, for whatever reason.
The night was young, as the harlequin pulled him down the street towards her home. A cold wind blew over the river as warehouses started pass by, each more dilapadated than the one before it. Until one came along, just sitting by itself still in good condition. “Well, this is my place. Hope you like it,” she mused.
“As much as I enjoy work in my lab, I do get out, on occasion.” He replied as he followed her. “If I don’t know a dance, I’m quick to learn, so anything is fine.” He chuckled.
He looked at the ware house in front of them. ”Cozy, well heated I hope, I never favored the cold. I can never manage to swipe a good enough jacket in this city to keep me warm during the winter days, I’d prefer to take a vacation all winter…or perhaps hibernate like a bear…”
“Should go to where I come from: Hawaii or Italy,” she said kicking the door open. Before them stood a yacht, larger than life, instantly minimizing any kind of size that Spade had as she ran towards it.
“I’ll go put the stereo system on Johnny; make yourself at home!” the harlequin yelled back to the other as she ran up the ramp onto the behemoth of a boat.
“That I might…Hawaii after I cleared everyone off the beach with some toxin would be nice, I’m sure..” He followed her in and sat down on the the ramp of the yacht after she hurried up it. ”Sounds good.”
He kept his jacket on, still cold in the warehouse. He wondered if the heat was on or the cold just followed him.
Jon looked to the side and saw Jonny running and jumping at him. It didn’t give him enough time to move and he said ‘oof’ as the other came crashing on him. ”I can’t breathe like this.” He squirmed out from under the other, and landed on the floor next to the couch.
Jonathan chuckled and called back again, “Please try not to kill him, Jonny.” He looked up and saw Drew and Chris entering. “Morning boys, hungry? Oh, Drew, what did I tell you about making Chris carry you? You’re going to give him back problems.” He kissed them both and put the pancakes on the table.
Drew mummbled unintelligibly and nuzzled Chris.
“
Don’t you nuzzle me you can be glad I didn’t throw you off.” After setting down Drew Chris frowned and walked back in the living room looked at the commotion with Jonny and walked back in the kitchen. “Since when is HE back?”Jonny was quick to pick him, up again and cuddle the other and talking under his breath. “I know you would be back I knew it.”
Jon was almost like a rag doll in Jonny’s grasp, and didn’t pay too much mind to being cuddled. He scanned over to Chris and raised an eyebrow. He didn’t recognise him. ”Who’s this, my replacement? I severely hope you didn’t give him my room…I still have my things in there, or so I was told.” He gave Jonny a pat on the head. ”Let me go now, dear.”
((off to bed, night all))
“I didn’t think you liked to dance Johnny,” Spade said taking his arm and starting to walk down the street. “What kinda dancin’ you do? Foxtrot, Venetian Waltz?” It intrigued the clown to learn more about him, for whatever reason.
The night was young, as the harlequin pulled him down the street towards her home. A cold wind blew over the river as warehouses started pass by, each more dilapadated than the one before it. Until one came along, just sitting by itself still in good condition. “Well, this is my place. Hope you like it,” she mused.
“As much as I enjoy work in my lab, I do get out, on occasion.” He replied as he followed her. “If I don’t know a dance, I’m quick to learn, so anything is fine.” He chuckled.
He looked at the ware house in front of them. ”Cozy, well heated I hope, I never favored the cold. I can never manage to swipe a good enough jacket in this city to keep me warm during the winter days, I’d prefer to take a vacation all winter…or perhaps hibernate like a bear…”
miss-selina-kyle asked: "Oh Jonathan, I love it when you speak French. What would that surprise be?"
“It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you.” He smirked. ”Besides, the best surprises are ones you forcibly must wait for.”
miss-selina-kyle asked: Selina smirked at him. "Well, doll. You'll just have to wait and see."
He raised an eyebrow at her. ”Au contraire, mon cher minou, I think I might have a surprise for you yet.”
missspade asked: You like dancing? -she asked placing her arms around his neck and lacing her fingers together-
*he put his hands on her waist* I’ve picked up a few moves. Would you care to?
miss-selina-kyle asked: "Well, you'd be tied up first. I've been doing this for a while, I know what I'm doing."
“This is a very…interesting topic, but answer me this, my biggest question is where would you be leading me?”
missspade asked: -she pushed his forehead back, mimicking him- Not, what I meant. An' you know exactly what I mean. Men, women, both. You never answered me.
No preference, I suppose you could say both, if that’s what you’re really interested in, dear. Ask the right question next time.
miss-selina-kyle asked: "I wouldn't drag you by your feet, dollface. I'd drag you by your hair."
He ran his hand back through his hair. ”It would be easier to stop you then.”
