Greece is the word

[wwistful]

WHO: ALL OF THE TEACHERS and their broods
TONE: FUN!?!?
RATING: M for Mature.
WHEN: 4th April to 7th April (ish)
WHERE: Murdoc's home in Greece
WHAT: A teacher meeting held in Greece! What could possibly go wrong?
STATUS: Ongoing.

[Murdoc isn't sure why the responsibility of hosting the meeting fell to him, honestly it already sounds like a terrible idea. He doubts any of them will either come up with sound lesson plans, work cohesively as a team or leave his home any wiser and more mature than they were when they entered. To him, it seems as if a couple of people just like the idea of visiting Greece. However, it's not as if he's going to pass up the chance to show off! And it's not like he doesn't have room to spare.

He's not going to be all that happy to have people there, but he's not a bad host. Everyone has a room and there's food and booze provided. Not to mention the fact that the beach and town are within walking distance, but why on earth would you want to live such a sick crib? Of course, given that he's a pureblood there's absolutely no technology or reception, but there's a pool and a near endless amount of rooms filled with nifty shit!

Regardless, if you aren't a kid you sure as hell aren't here to explore, so quit touching his stuff and get working.]

Comments

[plushaeusrumpified]

[Bro, to his credit, appears completely and totally calm. But on the inside, he is dying of laughter. Hahaha, troll attempt successful. His life is beautiful.]

They're not lies, they're the complete truth. Jehovah's Witnesses are going global.

[He just mockingly raises an eyebrow at Murdoc.]

Sorry, Dirk. I didn't realize he wanted to be all formal. Sir Sugarbuns. There, that better for you? I forgot how fancy you purebloods like being.

[toocoolforthis]

[It was less actually going along with it and more a horrified repetition, but he'll keep up with Bro for the sake of not succumbing to death by embarrassment.

The only way to avoid it is to know that there is no escaping this trainwreck.]

If we're going formal, then I should just keep to Sir.

[From the way he says it... Sir isn't really a better choice at all. But Murdoc walked right into that one.]

[wwistful]

[He's going to ignore Jehovah's witness speculation in favour of just looking as horrified as possible. He's trying so hard not to go red, but it's terribly difficult. He can't deal, he doesn't know how to deal.

But he also doesn't want to snap at both of them and sulk all weekend...

So he's going to retort in a soft, grumble of a voice.]

You don't have to say it like that. [He tightens his mouth into a frown, digging at Bro's side with his pointy elbow again.]

[plushaeusrumpified]

Ow!

[He's just going to mumble something about party poopers under his breath.]

Fine, fine. What don't you just call him Mr. Ampora or something? Or just Murdoc. It's not like this has to be that big thing. You're both dumb.

[But you're his dumb boys and he wouldn't trade you for the world. So you know what, he's just going to pull Dirk into a one-armed hug and Murdoc into a one-armed hug.]

But I love you both anyway.

[toocoolforthis]

[The hug is going to earn Bro an elbow in his side from Dirk, this time. Poor Bro, everyone he knows is pointy and painful to hug. But Dirk is trying to regain his composure and being hugged does not help with that.]

You're the source of the idiocy that is this current conversation. Sounding a little hypocritical there.

[He's just. Going to try and wiggle away and pretend his ears totally aren't burning.]

Fine. Mr. Ampora.

[wwistful]

[Murdoc will at least comply with it for a little while, he presses against Bro just a bit, trying not to let himself be flustered over all of this. Being composed is hard and Striders don't understand.]

Yes, he absolutely is. [He wiggles out of the embrace and puts a hand on Bro's arm, giving him a fond look before raising an eyebrow.] But the feelings mutual.

[He stops being gross for the moment, turning to face Dirk with an incredibly awkward look.] Much better.

[plushaeusrumpified]

Y'ow! You little shit.

[That elbow did hurt, thank you very much. But after he lets go of the two of them, he just snickers and shakes his head. God, his boys are fucking precious.]

See? That wasn't so hard. I don't know why you're both such sticks in the mud sometimes.

[toocoolforthis]

[Dirk's going to take the opportunity to pointedly straighten out his clothing and make sure his hair's still straight. He's totally not precious, and he will fight anyone who says that out loud.

He's not going to admit to loving either of them, because he's a teenager, and he's allergic to saying so.]

I signed a contract while I was gone.

[wwistful]

[Murdoc, ever the awkward turtle, is going to stand back and look between the two Striders.

The comment earns both of them a roll of his eyes and a quiet groan of frustration. Not that he's a drama queen or anything, right?]

Pity it doesn't run in the family, hm?