SPOILER!!: Zeke
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Originally Posted by
Hera
Though he was still drinking, Candice managed to gain his attention. "Yeah, no worries," he nodded, setting down his goblet and passing the jug, condensation wetting his palm. "Got much planned for the summer?" he asked the fifth year before downing the last of his own juice. Very thirsty he was, see.
He was contemplating a refill, when a Janelle sat in beside him. He grinned a hello.
It happened? He was confused for only a brief moment before she elaborated, and with that he too lost it a little. THIS. WAS. BRILLIANT. Somehow managing to cease his chuckles he nodded his understanding, "The man is always elaborately dressed, but at least if you're ever in need of a lint roller, he should have one in his pocket." Seriously though, the Star Trek thing, he still didn't understand it. Knew of it, sure, but understanding was seriously lacking. Wasn't it a nerd thing?
"Yet, there's definitely still time," he mused also, because the night was most definitely still young.
Cover stories though, now THAT was something he could help with, maybe... or maybe not.
Turning in his seat to face her, he wore a contemplative expression. "You could... try being honest with him? Tell him I've corrupted your mind and now you can't help but laugh when you think of me?" It was true though, right? More or less? Not to mention it was fab for his ego. "And being my head of house, he reminds you of me!" It was perfect, truly.
But speech... and what was with Botros?
He applauded the winners of the... camps? whatever it all was, honestly he hadn't really bothered with them this term - not after the second.
... And Flamsteed. Zeke exchanged a look with Janelle, this would be the perfect test.
......
And a right crack-up this would be. Zeke consolidated his efforts to not laughing, his lips were fashioned into a tight smirk, sound threatening to escape.
HE WAS ON THE TABLE!
He turned back to check Janelle's reaction, all the while raising his empty goblet, "Live long and prosper!"
And back to smirking, or else laughter would ensue.
Zeke seemed amused that Janelle had had her mini-breakdown. How was she ever going to break the automatic connection between Flamsteed and Zeke's performance? Maybe........if she worked on it all summer, she could de-program herself.
Annnnnd Zeke's cover story was.......the truth.
"Yeah, the truth's always good.......I guess. Maybe he'll be flattered that you chose him to portray. And my laughing will mean you did a good job.". Yes, maybe that was the story she'd go with if the unthinkable ever occurred.
And then........Flamsteed happened. Before Janelle's brain could register anything, he was on the table........with Pebbles.
"Oh Sweet Merlin!". Her nightmare had come true. The Admiral had landed or docked or whatever it was that Admirals did. Janelle gave Zeke the side eye and caught his glance. That did it. She looked away and started taking deep breaths. Control. Will not laugh. Will......not......laugh. Don't look up. Don't look sideways, just breathe. It was not working and Janelle felt herself losing the battle. She took a deep breath and held it, fist balled with fingernails digging into her palm.
The problem with holding your breath was, at some point you had to let it go. That point came when Zeke said, "Live long and prosper". At that, the dam broke. Janelle began to laugh. The can't catch your breath, tears coming from you eyes kind of laugh. She looked at Flamsteed then at Zeke and laughed even harder. Gasping for air, she said to Zeke,
"You.......did..........this" At least she wasn't sad anymore and hopefully Flamsteed had a sense of humor 'cause this probably wouldn't be over for a while.