masanari | [Futurelandia] It's April and We're under the sheets.

[ Yamato ... is going to get sucked into that scent. And if he wasn't, Fred was - because even across the train he can smell it and even if he knows he shouldn't interfere like that with his Alpha-- no, his friend's -- business he can't help but have a hint of lemon come out from him - which probably doesn't help that Olivia is right nice to him, leading to just a hint of Maple in the air too...

... The whole thing is sort of messy, but it was both inevitable and probably something like this would happen...

But Yamato, for his part, nods his head towards Jasmine. ] I don't think I know her?

[ Because... well, Koji was the one who had fun with her. But he was trying to not be rude by pointing! ... Mya? Cool. ]

Fair enough.

[She still has to wonder if it was really even okay to invite Jasmine, given how competitive Koji could be about Yamato, but, well - Jasmine probably wasn't going to fit into their father's pack well at all, but she might be better suited to Yamato.] I met her while I was with Koji. She fought over his dick with me and lost [Junko shrugs.] but not before really giving it her all.

[Because while Junko was very clearly not Alpha material she was very far from a pushover. That Jasmine hadn't essentially run off in very logical fear and concern for her well being was actually impressive!]

She's not very good with authority, but she's been packless for a while and dad's probably a little too old fashioned for her, so I thought you could talk with her.

[Feel it out, get an idea of what he even wanted to ask in the first place to help determine the flowers from the weeds.

Charlotte, meanwhile, glances over at Fred as her cheeks flush a pale red. Before she can say anything to Yamato the train lurches to a stop!]

Just hold it together for another fifteen minutes, then everyone can have their group orgy for all I care.

[Junko said it as if she was unlikely to be the first to get right into it.]

[ ... What a story. Yamato was about to reply to her, right up until the train does come to a stop. Yamato can't stop to look at Jasmine any more than a quick study before he's forced to more or less look hard at Junko when the train stops. He sighs and nods.

Fred, for his part, locked eyes with his mate. He wanted- .. No, he shouldn't get up, after all, the train was going! And Yamato was right there. No matter what, Charlotte was by now three or so months pregnant with his child, and nothing was going to change that. It wasn't that he took pride in that specifically - because, while he did, that didn't decide it.

The fact is that they both love each other. ]

Okay, I'm looking forward to it. ... Where we're going - not the orgy.

[ Maybe.

That was Yamato ]

Really? I was looking forward to an orgy.

[Was Charlotte joking? The quirk of her lips probably means that she is but she's also looking at Fred, so who can say. Junko rolls her eyes, but there's a vaguely concentrated scent of espresso and her cheeks are a darker pink. She gets up to pull her bag from the storage compartment above and Charlotte does the same, though not without leaning over to kiss Yamato briefly.

They piled off of the train as one sizable group, and Junko lead them out of the small station and into an incredibly picturesque little town. Shops, little restaurants, and an art gallery or two lined both streets, and when the wind drifted it carried the smell of the ocean - they were along the coastline, nearly three hours from their city.]

Nice!! [Jasmine was the first to speak up in awe, grinning as she came to stand near Junko.]

See? And you all doubted me. [Juno made a vague face as Jasmine gave her a lazy hug.] Come on, the house is a little farther out.

[Charlotte drove them in a rented car which had been waiting in the lot. As they turned into the lot Junko announced:]

And this is where we're staying.

[Surprise!]

Well... [ Junko's scent and Charlotte's smile both are an influence on him, and maybe honeyed expresso was a flavor he's been coming to appreciate. Even if the added smell of lemon, maple, and whatever scents the other girls had if they got sucked into it might've been rough on that balance.

Also Olivia meets Jasmine's nice with: ] Holy fuck it's pretty.

[ Classy. That said, as they come out, they get to the car-- but not without come mini-politics right there Yamato should have managed but didn't entirely. When the got into the rented car, Fred had asked Yamato politely if he could ride shotgun, he wanted to be next to his mate while they were driving. The Alpha acquiesced, nodding and settled into the backmost row of seats. Olivia forced her way next to him so she could- well, she was intending to lean on the older boy, but ended up crossing her arms and leaning away from him. Most likely Junko sat on his other side, which left Robin, Jasmine, Mya, and Tiffany. The car's meant to seat eight, so with their nine most likely someone had to smush into one of the rows to seat four or settle int oa bucket seat in the back. So... that was a whole adventure in and of itself.

But then, going with this large of group anywhere was going to be an adventure, particularly with how much luggage (at least one bag each) to shove into the trunk of the rental car.

But once they're there-

Yamato thinks of his dream. The little community he manages. Fred thinks of his dream, the little house that him and Charlotte share with this six kids. And he- they - both get big childish grins on their faces more or less in sync, a row of seats away from each other. And they both say, more or less in sync again- ]

Awesome!

Nothing much has changed, I see.

[Charlotte parked the car among all the excitement and various exclamations of joy. Only she and Robin seemed perfectly neutral about arriving, and speaking of the young woman.]

Ms. Greenlie, isn't that one yours?

[Robin points at a different house within the same little cul-de-sac, all houses along the same private beach. Charlotte didn't have to turn her eyes to the red-roofed house though, and waved a hand.]

No, no, it belongs to my father, but they wouldn't be there this time of year, it's much too early.

[Junko went around the side of the car to begin dealing with the luggage. Most everyone had kept it at one both Tiffany had brought three bags for some ungodly reason and Charlotte had four, which was even more perplexing. While she yanked stuff out and handed it to the appropriate individual:]

You can all thank Robin for letting us use her parent's place scot-free!

[Robin took her floral printed carry on, extending the handle, before she walked in she lingered near Yamato.] ... So, you like it?

[ Fred, for his part, hums a little in surprise. ] I thought this looked a little familiar. [ That said! Who knows if he's been able to be here before if he just saw it in pictures and the like? Either way, both boys hurry out of the car as quick as they can to get their bags. Yamato brought a typical one size, and Fred brought.... just a backpack... So maybe one of Charlotte's was for him. Who knows either way.

That said, yes, both get to work on the bags, Fred in particular getting two of Charlotte's on his first go and Yamato wanting to get some others people's to try and be helpful. Olivia, notably, doesn't go to get her own and assumes someone else will get it for her.

But that said... ]

Oh, thank you. [ That was Yamato- but, ] It's really great. I'm so glad you let us come.

No, I was happy to do it -- for you, I mean. It's - It's not a big deal.

[It was kind of a big deal but there was no way she would just go ahead and tell him that, it'd be a little too much!] Junko said that you've - been working really hard and she was worried --

[From behind the car:] Shut up!

[Robin only laughed, though.] She was worried, so if it helps you relax then that's enough.

[Mya held her back over her shoulder and knocked Robin on the head as she passed:] Just go ahead and suck the guy's dick, why don't you?

[Robin's face turned an unbearable, verging on unhealthy looking scarlet.] Fuck off, Mya! [The anger didn't suit her, Robin was both too tiny and too inherently sweet looking to pull off anger, but she tried.] ... Whatever.

[Her confidence flagged while Junko looked at Olivia, and pointed to the girls bags. Fred had already taken stuff and Junko had already grabbed her own! No one was going to pull this chick's weight, thank you very much!]

[ For him? That actually makes Yamato's cheeks color a lot more than he'd like to admit to anyone else, and he shivers a little to have someone paying attention to him like that, to want to make him happy ... Honestly, he's still not used to that sort of attention, Alpha or not. Mated or not. The whole thing was almost alien to him, both from her and even from Junko.

Relax... huh. ] I'll try to. And I'm sure I'll be able to with uh - you around. You guys.

[ That said, Yamato laughs when Mya speaks up and gives her a thumbs up, before knocking her a little too. Olivia...

...

Chooses to ignore that. Yamato can get her bag . . .

As for Fred, though, he tries to get in close with his mate to talk to her as they come in. Either way, as people start to come in the door, Yamato tries to find Junko ]

I'd like to uh - do some big introduction thing. If possible?

[If Olivia doesn't get her stuff then Junko's outright leaving it in the car, shutting the trunk and everything (but in truth she's left it open, if nothing else). Mya, Jasmine, and Tiffany are content enough to head towards the house with their stuff in tow, and Charlotte loops her arm through Fred's when he's near.

Junko's at the end of the herd, and she eases out of her own thoughts when he speaks.] Sure. It's probably a good idea anyway. Let's just get everyone settled and the living room should be big enough.

['Settled' is a good way to put it. The house is pretty damn big - far bigger than Robin's family even needs, which is why it seemed much more suited to their group. With eleven rooms over all and multiple bathrooms there was more than enough space, and upon mostly guiding everyone upstairs, Junko pointed out the kitchen and one of the two doors that lead to the private beach.]

... Yamato?

[Robin had ended up closer to the front somehow, and she had to hop a little bit to be seen over Mya, who was rather tall.] Your room is a little farther back!

[Junko gently shoved her brother off towards the other girl - she'd deal with everything while he was busy, so there wasn't any reason to worry about the rest of them.]

[ ... Yamato was perhaps too nice. Because while he was already getting one of Charlotte's four (alongside the two Fred got for hers) and his own, he trekked back to get Olivia's, at least getting it in the door and setting bot Charlotte's and Olivia's at the foot of the stairs before he was even able to get caught by Robin. and when he was, he nods, moving past everyone (and gets shoved by Junko to-) get next to the other girl.

And so he grins a little, ]

Okay, sure. Uh, which one? Or at you gonna lead me?

[ Man, this place is big. His own house is probably bigger, but still, wow ]

[Considering that Junko actually looked a little upset (or rather more importantly made sure that he saw that she was upset)? Yes, he was really being too nice.

But Robin is ignorant of all that, so when Yamato makes his way to her she's just happy to see him.]

Most of the other rooms are too similar for it to matter, so I thought it would be better to show you before someone accidentally took it.

[This might be somewhat untrue since the room that is meant to be Charlotte and Fred's is actually marked as such with a little post-it, but that was because they were a couple, so Robin figured they might appreciate it, even if they were busy with other people. Yamato's was farther along the hall, but Robin considered that the only real downside. It was spacious despite a four poster king bed, a balcony, and private bathroom.]

So, I have to admit that this is usually my room when we're here, if you find anything of mine just move it out of the way! I'm pretty sure I left my book somewhere around here.

[But that was the worst of it. The drawers and closets were clear, the entire house had been cleaned ... It was the kind of set up grown adults would be grateful for, let alone a group of teenagers.]

[ Yamato follows her, oblivious to whatever post-it notes may or may not exist or whatever other rooms other people are claiming. For his part, he just follows the shorter girl to the end of the hall, marveling a little both at how much taller than he he is as well as just how excited to see him she seems. He ... was not really expecting either of those. The whole thing was pretty strange.

Maybe it's just because she's not really talked with him ever before now.

And when he gets out here- ... Holy shit ] Uh, are you sure? I mean, if it's your room then you should probably keep your room?

[ This is way too big, way too much for him, isn't it? ]

Oh, no, it was only my room because my mother decided she didn't want to be on the western side of anything for the next six months, I think? [She shrugs, the definition of noncommittal.]

Don't feel bad for me, I have the other room with the balcony, and I hardly brought anything.

[If she was really staying here with her parents then she'd bring her entire wardrobe and fill up the closet and bathroom easily.]

It's a vacation, you're supposed to be in a luxurious space, right?

Well.... Well yeah but I mean. Still not my house or anything! So I worried.

... What's wrong with west?

[ . . . . Wow, he could. Be less awkward. But either way, he exhales and sets down his bag, walking over to the bed to run his hand over the cover on it before smiling back at the girl. ]

Whatever was also wrong with the color yellow in February, I have no idea.

[Robin tries to continue smiling but it's decidedly more forced when it comes to discussing her parents.] My mothers are very eccentric. They change their minds and perspectives nearly every other moment, unfortunately.

[ WHAT WAS WRONG WITH YELLOW IN FEBRUARY...

He's not sure he knows this... ]

Oh. That uh, that kinda sounds a little rough.

[ . . . . He should say something. Do something? Apparently these people were all potentially his so he should be able to do or say something, right? He's not sure what, but he steps away from the bed to walk a step closer to her, getting up in front of her and nodding ]

Parents, right?

[ . . . . . . That wasn't a good one and he knows it the moment he says it uh- ] Sorry.

[ WHY CAN HE NOT LIVE AND BE AT ALL COOL THIS IS JUST LIKE BEFORE... ]

Honestly, I'm more impressed that you didn't ask why I have two mothers.

[She laughed a bit quietly and reached up to push her bangs out of the way, more a nervous habit than anything else. His apology earns a slight widening of her eyes.]

Sorry for what?

[Ah - oh --]

... Don't worry about it I'm not the ... Most organized person? So it's fine.

[And that vaguely fragmented sentences was proof enough! She wasn't really an more or less awkward than him.]

Some people have two mothers, and like so what, right?

[ Yamato both is a very open and kind person... and also spends way too much time on tumbler. So if he had any reaction in a different context it might've been to think that it was cool to have something different like that. Hell, it could be a pack thing,could be a marriage, could be a same-sex mating? All of those are possible. Maybe one's even trans!

He's good for it.

But in this context, he was more concerned about trying to reassure her, and so he attempted to do that and just got a little lame. ]

I'm not sure organized has much to do with it though...

[Well, those would all be perfectly understandable and logical explanations, it was a shame none of them quite fit her. Still, the acceptance is nice.]

Well ... Awkward ... Or completely unable to say what I - mean to. Whatever you'd like to call it, I guess.

[But it was worth it to try, right?] L-Look, I know Junko must have - told you? But don't worry about it I didn't help with this in exchange for anything, okay?

[This probably isn't helping any sense of confusion he might be experiencing.]

[ Um???? ]

Junko didn't uh - tell me anything? She told me to pack some stuff and a swimsuit and I decided I should bring my laptop and that's about it.

[ . . . Um??? ]

She said she told you about my crus- [Her voice tilts oddly here as if there's any hope of avoiding the word itself crush like an affront to the scenery or the idea of the vacation. Mostly she's just terrified fucking it all up somehow.]

I might kill your sister in her sleep tonight.

[To be fair, this is her humor! But she also might not really be joking, since she's glowing a very deep color, half turned towards the door.]

[ . . . Um? ]

Please don't?

[ . . . Did he just hear what he thought he heard? He thinks of Audrey and how he was ignorant of that and if he just heard what he thought he heard does that mean he kept asking all those girls out and getting rejected only to be ignorant twice? Or was this more recent? Or-- Or...

Um.

He looks at her, and then at the door, and then back at her, and then he puts an arm around her shoulder and, ]

Let's go meet everyone in the front hall and uh -- uh. Don't worry about it too much. [ Um. ] ...Sorry no I should uh- [ . . . ]

You like me?

[ WHAT A MESS. ]

Only because you asked me not to.

[And that much was entirely genuine.

But, wow, okay Yamato! Just go ahead and, uh, touch her! Out of nowhere! Haha! Hah!]

I - Yes. I do.

[Like him. And, you know, she'd been ready to turn around and join the others since it wasn't going to take everyone long to drop their crap off, but now she can't move because he's tall and warm and sort of up against her and there's a wafting hint of roses, both gentle and full-bodied.]

I... I don't know how to respond to that. Uh - clearly.

[ She had to know about Audrey and how that kinda just sucked in the end they were dating for a while and h was excited and that just didn't... work out... much at all. Mostly on him, really, he got far to ahead of himself. Or at least that's how he sees it. That said, the hint of roses is...

Nice.

It's nice.

He intends to walk them, and he does, or at least tries to. But it's with slow, shuffling, steps ]

I uh. Sorry? I mean, I don't know you too well yet, so I don't know how to answer yet which's good for both of us.

He's aware of it and accepting, I think. I imagine Charlotte keeps Fred in most high esteem

m'kay, I figured but wanted to double check I suppose

Honestly he's got some discomfort but he's really loyal to both of them and thus ok-ish

Hmmm do they need to have a talk or anything we kind of glossed over it

Maaaybe but ic I assume they've talked already. Just screentime (This is my favorite thread ftr)

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That said this whole concept/thread is officially my favorite now

Good! I was worried it'd be too convoluted so I'm glad that's not the case

Oh no, I think there's a lot of milage here (tbh I might just boomerang this for a bit oops)

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Oh cute

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