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Outside Taste of Thai, Thursday Evening

Myn hadn't felt like attempting to cook, and Eric had been hungry too. As roommates, it was only natural to offer to go to dinner together and solve the problem for both of them.

"That was really good," Myn commented as they left the restaurant. "Thank you for coming with me, Eric."

It totally hadn't been a date. At all.

(up early for sp purposes, and so totally open to anyone...including any teachers who want to give out detention, after The Event happens. Eric totally modded with permission.)

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Of course it wasn't a date. Wasn't Eric just so very obviously straight?

"Hey, it was my pleasure," Eric replied, smile on his face. "It was good to get out and eat, rather than ordering in all the time."

"It was nice, definitely." Myn smiled in response. "Much better than my own cooking, too."

He'd never had Thai food before, but was willing to try new things. Sometimes trying new things was the best way to find out what you really liked.

"Should we do it again sometime?"

"Yeah, definitely," Eric said, unable to stop his grin. "Maybe try a different restaurant next week? Ooh, have you tried Mexican food yet?"

"I can't say I have," Myn admitted. "Unless there's something similar on one of the worlds I've been to." He stuck his hands in the pockets of his jeans, totally casual.

"Either way, it's nice to get out of the room to do something other than go to class or work."

And then, suddenly, Myn's hands weren't in the pockets of his jeans. Because he didn't have pockets. Or jeans.

Or any clothes at all.

And neither, for that matter, did Eric.

There was a sound that could only be described as a 'squawk'; Eric would deny, if ever asked afterwards, that it had come from him. Regardless, he stared down at himself, at Myn, and at himself, and then threw his hands in front of... ... himself. "What happened to our clothes?"

[Yes. Yes, we are evil to our characters. 'Lost' clothes brought to you by this week's weekly prompt. ;) ]

Myn's own shocked noise of disbelief was less-than-manly as well, followed by a string of multi-lingual expletives that would make even Han Solo raise an eyebrow.

"I have no idea," he finally said, hands quickly moving to cover himself. "This island continues to find ways to surprise me."

"Uh, yeah," Eric said, his eyes darting around. "... Run for it?" he asked.

He totally wasn't trying to draw attention away from the... inevitable reaction to seeing his attractive older roommate in the all-together. Not at all.

At least he had an excuse. He was a fourteen-year-old boy, after all; he could just claim that there was a breeze.

"I am in complete support of this idea," Myn said, feeling acutely embarrassed and more than ready to hide away from any possible passersby. "Let's go."

He started off in the direction of the dorms, glancing back to make sure Eric was coming with him.

Eric was following, yes, after a ~~long stare~~ subtle glance at Myn's backside that totally didn't help his inevitable reaction. Still, the embarrassment of the situation caught up with him enough to calm it down.

He ran along behind Myn, doing his best to keep himself covered.

After The Event, of course...

There were surprisingly few people about through the early part of the run; Eric hoped that their luck held out long enough for them to get back to their rooms.

Yeah. Because that was likely.

Oh, so likely. Myn was torn between running like normal and continuing to cover the bits that society here demanded. "It's not going to do this again if we go out for dinner next week, I hope."

Eric stared at Myn as they ran, forgetting for a moment to cover himself; this time, the staring was for a completely different reason. "Don't say that," he said, shocked. "You'll give the island ideas!"

"Oh, sithspit." Myn made a face. "You're right. I take it back!" He blushed even more than had been caused by the complete nudity.

Eric relaxed just slightly, enough to remember to cover himself once again, and began again the run to the dorms. "We'll be fine, right?" he said. "Of course we'll be fine."

"Of course," Myn agreed, hoping fervantly that it was true. It would be nice if they were so lucky.

For further laughing-at possibilities.

Mike was just leaving the building, having looked over a few areas with the thought of improving the school's surveillance. He wasn't sure if it was needed, but it felt good to get back to what he used to do.

He was distracted, but not enough to miss the sight of two naked boys. "What the hell is going on here?" he shouted.

"It's not our fault!" Eric exclaimed, the first thing he thought of. "They just disappeared!"

Myn felt right there that he would like to crawl into a hole and die now, thank you very much. "Sorry, sir," he said quickly, ducking his head. "This was not a part of the initial plan for tonight."

"I have heard of some crazy stories in my day, but this takes the cake," said Mike. "What kind of school do you think we're running here? You can't just go running around in the buff!"

Maybe it was that he was feeling nostalgic for his old job in Las Vegas, but Mike was certainly channeling his inner Ed Deline.

Eric blanched. "We'll... never do it again?"

He was used to the van der Woodsen name -- and money -- getting him out of any situation. Well, not him, but he'd seen Serena do it enough times. Somehow, though, he didn't think that would work here.

"It was never our intent, sir," Donos said meekly, hoping this wouldn't get back to Commander Antilles. "If we have anything to say about it, it won't ever happen again." He couldn't say that the island wouldn't do it again, though.

"Oh, it better not happen again," said Mike, pulling out his PDA. "But just to be certain, I think you boys need to spend some time thinking about this -- in detention. I'll need your names."

Eric winced, but never once considered not giving his real name. "Eric van der Woodsen, sir," he said, mimicking Myn's method of address.

He really hoped his mother didn't hear about this.

"Myn Donos, sir," Donos said, following suit - and quickly stopping himself from automatically saluting. Using a fake name was just asking for trouble.

But damn. Detention. Wedge was sure to hear about this, and Myn was sure to never hear the end of it; assuming he was still a Wraith when he went back.

"I hope a Saturday morning in detention will teach you boys a lesson," said Mike, jotting down both names. "Now, get out of here and go get a towel, please."

It was all Eric could do to nod. "Right away," he agreed. "Definitely. I'll, uh, go do that." With a glance at Myn, he darted off, hoping that his roommate was right behind him.

Myn was right behind him ~~if you know what I mean~~, not needing to be told twice that he could go. He couldn't run fast enough, actually.

So the world does not end. Myn would kill me if it ended during this post.

Anyone who wants to point and laugh after it happens is welcome, as is detention.

We're so, so mean. ♥

... That icon will never stop being funny. :D

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