He stumbled just a little forward because of the momentum. He stayed upright though, and wrapped his arms under Mari's legs, securing her firmly on his back.
"As you wish, m'lady! Hold on tight," he warned, grinning a little. And that was the only warning he gave her before he started jogging toward the field.
Oh shit, Mari hoped she wasn't going to barf with the jogging, but as soon as she had thought it they were nearly there, and she was pretty impressed at his strength.
"You have good physical indurance, I like that in a guy" she muttered as she slipped off his back once they were stopped. The grass was springy and nice underfoot, Mari attempted a hand-stand but failed miserably, flopping onto the ground with a laugh.
"So like, does Addy ever get you mixed up with Leon and try and stick her hand down your pants?" She asked, smirking.
Gael blushed a bit at her comment. He shrugged and scratched the back of his head, grinning a little sheepishly. "Well, there's a reason I'm captain of Sonnier's team..."
He laughed when she tried to do a hand-stand (after making sure she was okay), and then collapsed on the lawn next to her. Stretching, he rested his hands behind his head and looked up at the sky.
At Mari's question though, he shuddered and flailed a little, making gagging noises. "Oh god! Thank god she's never done that!" He shuddered again, convulsively. "She's started fights with me once or twice because she thought I was Leon, but she's yet to try and... ugh, attempt something."
"Don't be so disgusted! She's totally hot" Mari chided him, though she was still smiling. She flaid an arm and hit his chest, though pretty softly. "Mental, but hot. Or maybe crazy chicks are always the hottest?"
"What kind of girls 'do it for you'?" she said, mimicking his voice and looking at him curiously. "Pretty much every girl here is psycho, keep one ear to the floor and you'll hear some shocking stories." She giggled and rubbed her eyes to stop the sky spinning so fast.
"I don't know..." He turned his attention back up to the sky, evading the question. Honestly, he wasn't even sure he had a 'type'. There were girls he liked, but they didn't necessarily fall into the same categories. "I guess I like girls who have passion and know what they want, but are also compassionate and think of others... Or something like that."
He reached up and scrubbed at his face, trying to either erase his still drunkenness away or the sobering thoughts. He wasn't sure which. "Every girl is a little crazy, some are just better at hiding it. Um... I danced with Soph and a couple other girls, I think..." Turning his head to look over at her, he asked her back, "What about you?"
"Booooring" Mari said, snoring. "I like girls with big boobs. And no brains!" She teased Gael, actually thinking what he said was really sweet.
"You slut, I bet you totally danced with like, a thousand babes. I only danced with Michi. It was her first real night out after.." Did Gael know about the baby? "..After she had a rough summer." She rolled over ontoher stomach, looking around. "Where is she anyway?"
Gael blushed and flapped his hand at her. "Well, boobs are always nice too, you know. I like them."
His blush deepened at her suggestion of his dancing with thousands of babes, but he sobered up at the serious tone the conversation took about Michi's summer. "Yeah... how's she doing now?" He tilted his head back to look around behind himself and then lifted it to look around the rest of the field. "I dunno... You think she got lost?" What a ridiculous suggestion, Gael.
"Boobs are awesome" Mari agreed, nodding sagely. "I wish I had more of them. Not like, a third boob, but just bigger ones" she rambled, looking down at her small chest.
She snapped out of it when he asked about Michi, and she smiled broadly. "She's doing awesome, the baby is totally chill and she's the best MILF ever, you know?" Mari squinted into the darkness, but it wasn't like Michiko was going to appear out of thin air. "She's probably talking to one of the millions of people she knows. I don't think she's lost" she snorted.
"I think your boobs are fine," Gael assured her. "Besides, it's not always about size. Don't let the magazines fool you."
He smiled back. "Great! Yeah, definitely," he added to Mari's 'you know'. He laughed lightly, embarrassed with himself for suggesting that she could be lost. "Yeah, you're probably right. Just cause it's all dark and everything, it could've thrown her off... But your theory makes more sense."
"Really?" Mari smiled, genuinely happy. "What about my third nipple? That's cute, right? It doesn't look like a nipple."
Even though Michi was probably just talking to someone, Mari felt a little guilty about not going to find her. If they didn't cross paths Michi would never find them, it was probably better to stay put. "Shit, I hope she didn't get busted."
"She probably won't. I mean, I'm sure the teachers will have their hands full with people still at the dance, and she made it out of the building alright..." He kind of felt like they should go look for her... but at the same time, he didn't know if he could get up again.
Mari's third nipple was an endless source of entertainment, something she was strangely attatched to. It only looked like a mole, really, but that's what the doctors called it. "Totally." She said, kneeling up unsteadely and pulling her dress up, revealing the tiny thing on the top of her ribs and pointing at it. "You can touch it, it's not like, genital warts or anything" she joked.
Pulling her dress back down, Mari shrugged. "She'll be okay. How much trouble can one person get into at school?"
When Mari pulled up her dress, Gael's face turned a bright red. Brighter than it had been all night. And he stared. He couldn't help it. It wasn't like he'd never seen breasts before, but... it's not something he was entirely used to either. "Um..." was the most intelligent reply he could come up with.
With the dress back down, the spell was removed. He shook his head a little. "Um, yeah, you're right. She knows how to take care of herself, right?"
"I think she broke his nose. Or maybe his jaw? Or maybe that was the other time..." She scratched her head in confusion and frowned at the sky. "You're pretty lucky she thinks you're adorable." Mari poked her tongue out at Gael and laughed to herself.
"How many times has she beaten guys up," he asked, mostly in awe. The other part was in annoyance that she should have to punch or kick anyone at all. He was back to blushing again quickly though. "D-does she?"
"Not that many. Just jerks, not really anyone from in school. She's kind of a mom to a lot of people." She added a nod at his next question. "Oh yeah, she totally wants to have your babies." Realising that was quite inappropriate to say, Mari suddenly burst into hysterics, covering her mouth to mute the sound. "I totally didn't mean that. Don't tell her I said that!"
"She shouldn't have to put up with that kind of thing though..." Gael didn't like the idea of a girl being treated poorly, especially one as nice and spunky and sweet as Michi...
His eyes widened a bit at the other comment. "N-no, don't worry. I know it was a joke. I won't tell."
"Well, she usually does it for other girls. She's like Kick-Ass. A vigilante. But without the lycra suit, though I could probably get her to wear one."
Mari yawned slightly, and leant her head on Gael's shoulder. A finer pillow than the ground, for sure. "She would probably kick my ass if she knew I said that" she laughed again.
"...that could be interesting." Now he was going to imagine her in a Lycra suit. Not that he'd share that information.
Gael put an arm around Mari and looked up at the sky. His other hand rested on his stomach. "Well you can trust me. I'll take it with me to my grave," he assured her again with a smile.
"Hey, Halloween is coming up and all. The one time of the year to be totally slutty."
Mari smiled, though he couldn't see it, and vaguely thought that she might drool on Gael's chest, but her eyes were closing in the sort of happy sleep that can only come when you're wasted. "You're a good boy" she muttered, reaching out and grabbing his hand.
Gael chuckled softly, rubbing her arm a little and drumming his fingers against her hand. "You're a pretty good girl yourself." He closed his eyes, smiling a little to himself.
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