Wynonna and Lil - March 25
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ax_main Lil and Wynonna have a high-quality, good old fashioned bitch session after the mess of Murderworld
Salem Center felt a little less quaint the next time Lil visited. It wasn't that the Murderworld crap had left her with any deep scars, but it was still just a bit unnerving that a group of kids could be snatched up in broad daylight without anyone from this town noticing. The school had never felt quite safe, but at least Salem Center was normal and there was a sort of security in that. Or there had been.
Whatever. It wasn't somethng that kept her up at nights so Lil shoved it aside in favour of putting on a smile and pushing open the door to the cafe for Wynonna.
"Ladies first!"
"Well damn, who knew you were such a gentleman," Wynonna joked giving her friend a grin. Yeah, Salem Center gave her a little bit of the heebiejeebies now. Because she really needed another place ruined by kidnappings and death.
God, it was so comfortable with Wynonna. Maybe it was the tough girl thing they shared or maybe it was the two of them coming from places so fucking different than a lot of the kids, but whatever it was, Lil was thankful for it.
"As if there's such a thing as gentleman," Lil snorted.
"Amen to that," Wynonna chuckled, throwing a grin in Lil's direction.
Lil picked out a small table that was a little out of the way and slipped into a chair. "You know what? I don't even think I'd recognize one if I saw one. Like, if a guy opened a door for me I'd be wondering what the shit he wanted, not thinking he's a gentleman."
Wynonna raised an eyebrow. This felt like a little more than a 'yeah guys are jerks' kind of stance. "Dude do you wrong Lil?" she guessed as she threw herself down across from her into the chair.
“Yeah, but that’s what they always do.“ This was going to turn into a rant about Nolan or the guys back home if she let it, and Lil wasn’t sure she was ready to let her mood swing south for that cause. Besides, it felt a little weird to be going on like that when some of her closest friends were guys. She sighed. “I’m being stupid. I’m dating a guy, and he’s pretty awesome so... don’t listen to me.”
"Dating a guy eh? And it's okay, most of the guys we know are idiots," Wynonna grinned cheerfully.
Lil chuckled and held up a hand. "Okay, Teddy's not, if you know him. His boyfriend Billy isn't. Nick, of course, isn't." She ticked off fingers as she listed the names. "Quatre, maybe Otabek? I think that it for the 'okay' list."
"Tommy's alright too," Wynonna couldn't help but add with a shrug.
"I guess? I don't really know him." She'd give him a bit of grace since Wynonna seemed to think he was okay. Plus, anyone related to Billy couldn't be all that bad.
"He's fun, and easy on the eyes," Wynonna added with a wink. And he was a good hookup, not that she needed to add that though. "I could do without some of those guys we were in that fucked up world with though."
Lil could only think of JP. “That’s the fucking truth. JP tore a piece out of me waaay back for saying their whole coming-out shit could be dangerous for the rest of us. Geez, guess what happened?” She waved a hand to catch the attention of a server. “I don’t really know the others though.”
"Neither did I til this whole shit storm," Wynonna agreed. She paused her rant to order their drinks. Once the waiter started walking away, she started up again, "Percy and Gilmore are definitely not my favorites."
“Oh?” Lil raised an eyebrow. She hadn’t given those two much thought beyond deciding that she had to see how they were doing at some point.
"Yeah, pretty sure they didn't care one iota if I lived or died, which, whatever. But the yelling at me was not appreciated," Wynonna shared with a shrug.
“I’m lost. When did he yell at you?” The former comment? Well, none of the boys had impressed her much, but she wasn’t sure she’d make that claim about JP, let alone the others.
"So, get this. They decide to go all MacGyver on these rollercoaster cart things that are part of this fucked up game and lead into a dark tunnel. So I'm sent on a scouting mission. I legit tell them what's in the tunnel--axes and flames, which I survived by myself, thanks, and then they want me and one of them to go in the cart. I say no because like, isn't leaving someone behind how everyone dies in horror movies? And Gilmore, I think, yells at me, says I'm an idiot, my intel is crap, and fine I can find my own way out then," Wynonna rambled, gesturing with her hands. Not that she was bitter, or anything.
Lil held up her hands to stop the onslaught of info. “Whoa, wait a sec. He did that? And he told you that you could find your own way out? Like, does that mean he left you behind?”
"Yup," Wynonna popped the P. "Sure did feel like it."
“The boys were really fucking quick to get out of there.” Lil frowned, not really surprised enough to be outraged. “I guess... maybe they thought we were the tough ones, so we didn’t need help?”
Wynonna gave a half laugh. "If that were true, I'd be impressed. Honestly I think they were just scared and trying to save their own skin."
Lil shrugged. “Wouldn’t surprise me at all. We’re talking about guys after all. Even the half-decent ones tend to get stupid and cowardly when you get them into a group with other guys.” The drinks arrived and Lil paused for a moment until the server left. “I suppose I should be sort of upset too – they ran out on both of us at the end – but I just don’t expect much from them anymore. You accept that most guys are shit, and this crap won’t hit you so hard next time.”
"It's bullshit," Wynonna complained, crossing her arms over her chest. She wasn't hit hard. She was mad. At the guys for being idiots. At herself for thinking other people gave a shit if she got out alive.
“It definitely is, but we got out.” Lil reached over and gave the sleeve of Wynonna’s coat a flick. “And maybe they’re assholes, but no way I would’ve left without finding you, ‘cept you got to me first.”
"You were kind of hard to miss in that bunny suit," Wynonna deflected with a joke.
Lil groaned and slid down her chair a bit. "That fucking thing. Why couldn't they have put one of the boys in that?"
"Boobs," Wynonna answered like it was a no brainer with a shrug. "I mean, don't get me wrong, the boys would've been hilarious in it. But boobs win out above all else, usually."
"I guess. And mine did look pretty fantastic in it." Lil nodded. That was just a simple fact after all.
"Hell yeah girl," Wynonna held up her hand for a high five. The situation was shit, might as well look on the brightside.
Lil slapped Wynnona's hand, then gave her a shy smile. "Really not my sort of outfit, but it did look good. I got it tucked away in my closet."
Wynonna smiled back, happy to not be talking mushy-feely. Bunny costumes? Way more her speed. "Got some crazy nights planned?"
“No!” She couldn’t say that fast enough. “I mean, not like, not... like, whatever the fuck it’s meant for. I just... it’s invulnerable, right? Maybe I could wear it under stuff when I go out with X-Force?” Lil gave Wynonna a sheepish smile. “I’m never afraid of getting hurt, just going through something where my clothes don’t make it.”
"Ahhh so when in doubt, the bunny costume underneath prevails?" Wynonna joked with a wink.
"Yeah, exactly," Lil replied. "I just hope to hell it never comes to that."
"That's what you get for playing super hero, huh?" Wynonna told her with a slight shrug.
Lil frowned. "Super hero? Is that what we're doing? I sorta just though of it as riding along to keep the friends safe... or a good excuse to get into fights with people who deserve it."
"Well, it's what you're doing. What is it they call you guys again?" Wynonna asked, frowning slightly in concentration. "X-static? X-treme?"
"X-Force." Lil grimaced. "I don't get it. Sounds like a strip club, like somewhere that bunny suit would be perfect for."
Wynonna snorted into her drink. "Definitely a strip club name. I mean, it's no PussyWillows, but damn."
"I thought for sure one of the guys had named it, but I think it was Shen." Lil shook her head. "I guess maybe I should have joined sooner, then I coulda had a say in that. Doesn't matter, I really haven't done shit with them anyway."
"So what's the point then?" Wynonna asked curiously, tilting her head slightly. Why play superhero if you didn't actually get to play?
"Nick mostly, but also Teddy, Billy, Laura... I guess they're the point. They all joined, and the only way I can make sure I'm around to make sure they're safe when they get into dangerous shit is if I join too." Lil frowned. "If Nick got taken by the Murderworld idiot, I'd want to be there to rescue him. And I'd do a lot better job than the fuckwits we were stuck with."
"I mean, you're setting the bar awful low, but you're right," Wynonna agreed with a wink.
Lil laughed. Her other friends were nice, but sometimes when Lil wanted to really tear into someone, that was a problem. Not with Wynnona. "Yeah, way too low. They really shoulda been the ones in the bunny suits."
Wynonna shook her head, "Nah, they wouldn't look half as good as you." Then with a grimace she added, "Shit, there's an image I won't be able to get out of my head."
“Sorry. If it helps, you can go back to imagining me in it.” It was out of her mouth before her brain had time to nix it, and Lil ducked her head to stare into her drink, hoping her face didn’t get too red. “Sorry again. That sounds... funny.”
"Your body is banging, don't apologize," Wynonna told her with a laugh and a wink. "Much better than those dickwads."
She smiled. “Two things we’re agreed on then.”
"Have you talked to any of them about what went down?"
Lil snorted. "Nope. Me and JP just don't talk - ever. I keep meaning to ask the other two how they're doing, just to check but I dunno. Haven't crossed paths with them yet, and now I don't know if I'll bother."
Wynonna nodded, "JPs got his boyfriends, and talking's overrated anyways."
"I'll drink to that." Lil paused. "Like, pop or something I mean, maybe water."
"And here I was expecting you to underage day drink in a restaurant. I mean, we can't all be me," Wynonna joked with a smile and a wink. She raised her own water in a fake cheers and took a deep gulp for good measure.
Salem Center felt a little less quaint the next time Lil visited. It wasn't that the Murderworld crap had left her with any deep scars, but it was still just a bit unnerving that a group of kids could be snatched up in broad daylight without anyone from this town noticing. The school had never felt quite safe, but at least Salem Center was normal and there was a sort of security in that. Or there had been.
Whatever. It wasn't somethng that kept her up at nights so Lil shoved it aside in favour of putting on a smile and pushing open the door to the cafe for Wynonna.
"Ladies first!"
"Well damn, who knew you were such a gentleman," Wynonna joked giving her friend a grin. Yeah, Salem Center gave her a little bit of the heebiejeebies now. Because she really needed another place ruined by kidnappings and death.
God, it was so comfortable with Wynonna. Maybe it was the tough girl thing they shared or maybe it was the two of them coming from places so fucking different than a lot of the kids, but whatever it was, Lil was thankful for it.
"As if there's such a thing as gentleman," Lil snorted.
"Amen to that," Wynonna chuckled, throwing a grin in Lil's direction.
Lil picked out a small table that was a little out of the way and slipped into a chair. "You know what? I don't even think I'd recognize one if I saw one. Like, if a guy opened a door for me I'd be wondering what the shit he wanted, not thinking he's a gentleman."
Wynonna raised an eyebrow. This felt like a little more than a 'yeah guys are jerks' kind of stance. "Dude do you wrong Lil?" she guessed as she threw herself down across from her into the chair.
“Yeah, but that’s what they always do.“ This was going to turn into a rant about Nolan or the guys back home if she let it, and Lil wasn’t sure she was ready to let her mood swing south for that cause. Besides, it felt a little weird to be going on like that when some of her closest friends were guys. She sighed. “I’m being stupid. I’m dating a guy, and he’s pretty awesome so... don’t listen to me.”
"Dating a guy eh? And it's okay, most of the guys we know are idiots," Wynonna grinned cheerfully.
Lil chuckled and held up a hand. "Okay, Teddy's not, if you know him. His boyfriend Billy isn't. Nick, of course, isn't." She ticked off fingers as she listed the names. "Quatre, maybe Otabek? I think that it for the 'okay' list."
"Tommy's alright too," Wynonna couldn't help but add with a shrug.
"I guess? I don't really know him." She'd give him a bit of grace since Wynonna seemed to think he was okay. Plus, anyone related to Billy couldn't be all that bad.
"He's fun, and easy on the eyes," Wynonna added with a wink. And he was a good hookup, not that she needed to add that though. "I could do without some of those guys we were in that fucked up world with though."
Lil could only think of JP. “That’s the fucking truth. JP tore a piece out of me waaay back for saying their whole coming-out shit could be dangerous for the rest of us. Geez, guess what happened?” She waved a hand to catch the attention of a server. “I don’t really know the others though.”
"Neither did I til this whole shit storm," Wynonna agreed. She paused her rant to order their drinks. Once the waiter started walking away, she started up again, "Percy and Gilmore are definitely not my favorites."
“Oh?” Lil raised an eyebrow. She hadn’t given those two much thought beyond deciding that she had to see how they were doing at some point.
"Yeah, pretty sure they didn't care one iota if I lived or died, which, whatever. But the yelling at me was not appreciated," Wynonna shared with a shrug.
“I’m lost. When did he yell at you?” The former comment? Well, none of the boys had impressed her much, but she wasn’t sure she’d make that claim about JP, let alone the others.
"So, get this. They decide to go all MacGyver on these rollercoaster cart things that are part of this fucked up game and lead into a dark tunnel. So I'm sent on a scouting mission. I legit tell them what's in the tunnel--axes and flames, which I survived by myself, thanks, and then they want me and one of them to go in the cart. I say no because like, isn't leaving someone behind how everyone dies in horror movies? And Gilmore, I think, yells at me, says I'm an idiot, my intel is crap, and fine I can find my own way out then," Wynonna rambled, gesturing with her hands. Not that she was bitter, or anything.
Lil held up her hands to stop the onslaught of info. “Whoa, wait a sec. He did that? And he told you that you could find your own way out? Like, does that mean he left you behind?”
"Yup," Wynonna popped the P. "Sure did feel like it."
“The boys were really fucking quick to get out of there.” Lil frowned, not really surprised enough to be outraged. “I guess... maybe they thought we were the tough ones, so we didn’t need help?”
Wynonna gave a half laugh. "If that were true, I'd be impressed. Honestly I think they were just scared and trying to save their own skin."
Lil shrugged. “Wouldn’t surprise me at all. We’re talking about guys after all. Even the half-decent ones tend to get stupid and cowardly when you get them into a group with other guys.” The drinks arrived and Lil paused for a moment until the server left. “I suppose I should be sort of upset too – they ran out on both of us at the end – but I just don’t expect much from them anymore. You accept that most guys are shit, and this crap won’t hit you so hard next time.”
"It's bullshit," Wynonna complained, crossing her arms over her chest. She wasn't hit hard. She was mad. At the guys for being idiots. At herself for thinking other people gave a shit if she got out alive.
“It definitely is, but we got out.” Lil reached over and gave the sleeve of Wynonna’s coat a flick. “And maybe they’re assholes, but no way I would’ve left without finding you, ‘cept you got to me first.”
"You were kind of hard to miss in that bunny suit," Wynonna deflected with a joke.
Lil groaned and slid down her chair a bit. "That fucking thing. Why couldn't they have put one of the boys in that?"
"Boobs," Wynonna answered like it was a no brainer with a shrug. "I mean, don't get me wrong, the boys would've been hilarious in it. But boobs win out above all else, usually."
"I guess. And mine did look pretty fantastic in it." Lil nodded. That was just a simple fact after all.
"Hell yeah girl," Wynonna held up her hand for a high five. The situation was shit, might as well look on the brightside.
Lil slapped Wynnona's hand, then gave her a shy smile. "Really not my sort of outfit, but it did look good. I got it tucked away in my closet."
Wynonna smiled back, happy to not be talking mushy-feely. Bunny costumes? Way more her speed. "Got some crazy nights planned?"
“No!” She couldn’t say that fast enough. “I mean, not like, not... like, whatever the fuck it’s meant for. I just... it’s invulnerable, right? Maybe I could wear it under stuff when I go out with X-Force?” Lil gave Wynonna a sheepish smile. “I’m never afraid of getting hurt, just going through something where my clothes don’t make it.”
"Ahhh so when in doubt, the bunny costume underneath prevails?" Wynonna joked with a wink.
"Yeah, exactly," Lil replied. "I just hope to hell it never comes to that."
"That's what you get for playing super hero, huh?" Wynonna told her with a slight shrug.
Lil frowned. "Super hero? Is that what we're doing? I sorta just though of it as riding along to keep the friends safe... or a good excuse to get into fights with people who deserve it."
"Well, it's what you're doing. What is it they call you guys again?" Wynonna asked, frowning slightly in concentration. "X-static? X-treme?"
"X-Force." Lil grimaced. "I don't get it. Sounds like a strip club, like somewhere that bunny suit would be perfect for."
Wynonna snorted into her drink. "Definitely a strip club name. I mean, it's no PussyWillows, but damn."
"I thought for sure one of the guys had named it, but I think it was Shen." Lil shook her head. "I guess maybe I should have joined sooner, then I coulda had a say in that. Doesn't matter, I really haven't done shit with them anyway."
"So what's the point then?" Wynonna asked curiously, tilting her head slightly. Why play superhero if you didn't actually get to play?
"Nick mostly, but also Teddy, Billy, Laura... I guess they're the point. They all joined, and the only way I can make sure I'm around to make sure they're safe when they get into dangerous shit is if I join too." Lil frowned. "If Nick got taken by the Murderworld idiot, I'd want to be there to rescue him. And I'd do a lot better job than the fuckwits we were stuck with."
"I mean, you're setting the bar awful low, but you're right," Wynonna agreed with a wink.
Lil laughed. Her other friends were nice, but sometimes when Lil wanted to really tear into someone, that was a problem. Not with Wynnona. "Yeah, way too low. They really shoulda been the ones in the bunny suits."
Wynonna shook her head, "Nah, they wouldn't look half as good as you." Then with a grimace she added, "Shit, there's an image I won't be able to get out of my head."
“Sorry. If it helps, you can go back to imagining me in it.” It was out of her mouth before her brain had time to nix it, and Lil ducked her head to stare into her drink, hoping her face didn’t get too red. “Sorry again. That sounds... funny.”
"Your body is banging, don't apologize," Wynonna told her with a laugh and a wink. "Much better than those dickwads."
She smiled. “Two things we’re agreed on then.”
"Have you talked to any of them about what went down?"
Lil snorted. "Nope. Me and JP just don't talk - ever. I keep meaning to ask the other two how they're doing, just to check but I dunno. Haven't crossed paths with them yet, and now I don't know if I'll bother."
Wynonna nodded, "JPs got his boyfriends, and talking's overrated anyways."
"I'll drink to that." Lil paused. "Like, pop or something I mean, maybe water."
"And here I was expecting you to underage day drink in a restaurant. I mean, we can't all be me," Wynonna joked with a smile and a wink. She raised her own water in a fake cheers and took a deep gulp for good measure.
