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Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

Okay. So, that Christmas thing hadn't been so horrible. Actually, it had been rather enjoyable. It had involved spending time with people that Jonothon... didn't hate, at least. A nice tree. Presents.

Warm weather. Thank you, Bon Temps.

But now it was back to the island, and back to work that might as well have been play. Jonothon could live with that, too. He was working on unpacking another shipment of CDs, every now and again wadding up the packing tape from the cases into a ball and throwing it across the floor for Joni to chase.

... And to get stuck to.

There was no better way to prepare the shop for next week's influx of new students to the island, if you asked him.

[Open and shunning the OCD, foreverrrrr!]

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Raven had a stop to make before she went to work herself that afternoon. She knew her nightmare wasn't real, but that didn't stop her from needed to see Jono with her own eyes and reassure herself that he was fine and she hadn't sucked all the emotion out of him and left him a lifeless husk ~~and she didn't mean Paige~~.

Hopefully Jono wouldn't mind finding himself with an armful of clingy Raven.

//Er...// No, Jono really didn't mind in the least, but he did have to admit that the clinging was unexpected, even if it wasn't unwelcome. //Afternooon, luv?//

Joni (complete with bits of tape stuck here and there throughout her coat) was going to take this opportunity to wind herself in and around between their legs.

//... Bad day?//

"Bad dream," Raven admitted, relieved he was safe and warm and alive. She could hear a faint echo of her father's laughter in her mind; no doubt he was amused by how easily the nightmare had shaken her. "But I am feeling better now."

Ah, nightmares. Jonothon nodded, pulling her a little closer for a moment before relaxing his grip.

//Only a dream, then,// he offered, gently. //Would you like to talk about it...? Get it off yer chest at all?//

Raven tensed. How could she tell him she'd dreamed about laughing at him, deliberately and cruelly hurting him, then stealing all his emotions and everything that made him who he was? She couldn't even bear to think about it.

She drew back and bent to pick up Joni to give herself a moment to collect herself by giving the cat a kiss and gently pulling off a piece of tape. "I do not remember much of it," she said. She hated lying -- it made her feel sick inside -- but she couldn't tell him what she'd done.

Jono eyed her at that, watching her occupy herself with the cat, trying not to let the fact that he wasn't quite convinced show so clearly on his face or on the inside.

She was upset by it enough to come running to him before work, but she didn't remember the dream...?

//Well, if there's anything at all that I can do...?//

At least Joni was purring.

"You are a monster, but you are nothing compared to me."

She shivered, hiding her face for a moment by pressing another kiss to Joni before letting her jump back down to the floor to stalk another ball of tape. "You are doing much by being right here, safe and well," she said, looking back to Jono, as much as an admission as to the content of her dream as she could manage.

//Quite well,// he agreed, feeling suddenly as though he ought to be stressing that point somewhat. //Refreshed, even, after th'holiday.//

Which was something that he wasn't terribly used to being able to say.

"Good," Raven said, forcing herself to put on a smile. "I am glad you came, and that you enjoyed yourself." She drew closer again, trying to relax and force the images from the dream out of her mind. Just a dream, just her father trying to scare her and shake her confidence.

"And I was very happy to spend the holiday with you," she added, her right hand going to her left wrist to touch the bracelet she wore there.

//It was a holiday well-spent, really,// Jono replied, glancing down at her hand, at the bracelet, while he tried a little smile on for size. //Thank you, luv, for convincing me to come along.//

Otherwise, he would have spent it here, possibly even in the shop, sulking.

Lots and lots and lots of sulking.

"You are welcome," Raven said happily. She managed to stop fondling her bracelet and reached for his hand. "If there is to be a party for New Year's Eve as there was last year, would you like to go to that? Karla gave me a new dress for Christmas that she thought you would like." She still wasn't so sure about the combination of a low neckline and a skirt that was above her knees, however. But she'd worn worse in Bon Temps.

//Well... I haven't heard tell of one, yet,// Jono mused, furrowing his brow thoughtfully as his fingers closed around her hand, //but even if there doesn't turn out to be one this year, I wouldn't be opposed to keeping yer company, luv.//

Which was 'yes,' in Jono-ese.

"I have not heard of a trip announced," Raven said, though admittedly she hadn't been paying much attention since she'd been wrapped up in Christmas. Not literally, of course, which was a legitimate concern in a place like Fandom.

"Perhaps there will simply be a dance at the town hall," she went on. "Or if not, then yes, we could simply do something together." Her smile was much less forced now. "And I must get a kiss at midnight."

//I don't think that should be too difficult to arrange,// Jono decided, leaning forward a little, all the better to wink at her. //I'll even make an effort not to disappoint.//

If anyone had told him a few months ago that he'd be talking so casually about kissing somebody, he might have laughed at them. Or, at least, moped about a bit.

"The only way you would disappoint me would be if you refused to kiss me at all," Raven said, letting her tension ease with talk of more pleasant things. "Then I would be forced to pout at you, and you do not want that."

//Mm, if only because I'm powerless to resist,// Jonothon agreed, about as solemnly as possible. They were talking about his one Secret Weakness, now! //Honestly, you could tell me that gels practise that look every morning in th'mirror to perfect it, and I'd not be a bit surprised.//

"Well, I do know I have to practice to get it just right," Raven teased. "I was not able to pout for sixteen years, so I have much to make up for." She stuck out her lower lip in an exaggerated pout and tried to wibble at him, but the effect was somewhat diminished by her inability to keep the smile off her face.

//Oh, be still, my nuclear heart,// Jono quipped, putting a hand dramatically over his chest, the other to his forehead as he threw his head back a little.

... That was about as overdramatic as it got, with him.

//Honestly, luv. With a look like that, it's a wonder that anybody can say no.//

"If you tell me such things, it will be hard for me not to abuse my power," Raven said, wincing mentally as the words came out because they were an unpleasant reminder of her dream. She tried to cover with a light laugh.

//Well, you did get me to enjoy myself over Christmas,// Jono offered. //That must count for something, I think.//

He hesitated for a few seconds, not quite certain what to make of that laugh, before pushing bravely onwards. //Feeling better, Sunshine?//

"Much," she said, and that wasn't a lie. She knew she could never hurt Jono like she had in the dream, either with her powers or with her words. She'd never say anything like that to him.

"Perhaps it is just stress giving me unpleasant dreams," she said idly. "Though I am uncertain what I would be stressed about. Unless it is what classes I will end up in next semester, for at times I have been assigned ones with which I am very uncomfortable."

Look! A subject change!

Jono raised an eyebrow at that.

//Still stress?// Mystery stress now, it would seem. There pretty much had to be more going on than she was letting on, now, but Jono wouldn't know where to start, actually calling her out on this 'stress' thing that she kept... stressing. //Th'classes this semester didn't look all that terrible, really. I'm almost actually excited about a few of them, imagine that?//

This semester looked a fair bit more academical than some of the ones he'd been here for.

"I have on occasion been assigned classes I did not sign up for," Raven said, her cheeks pinking slightly at the memory of "Dating, Hooking Up and Sex" and "The Art of Seduction." She really hadn't done well in either of those classes. "And I would rather not be required to take classes with either Professor Maximus or Professor Holmes."

She'd take Ethics over and over and over again though if she could.

[...dear self, hitting POST helps.]

Hey, even Jono would take Ethics on repeat if he was allowed. He actually respected what Professor Skywalker had to say.

... Even when he was being cornered and asked about his intentions after class.

//Mm, I see what you mean, with Holmes,// he mused. //Though at least it looked as though he has his Watson co-teaching there to temper him a bit.//

Not enough temperance for the burning mutant, but it was slightly reassuring all the same.

"But it is a class about sex," Raven said solemnly. "I am not certain what knowledge he has to impart in that area."

She wasn't being mean. She was just expressing her sense of "eww."

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