[open] Sir, your vibes are atrocious

[silentabyss]

WHO: Noah & Whomstever
WHAT: Crimes I mean uh Vibing with Noah
WHEN: End of May, after the sleepover
WHERE: Everywhere but outdoors!
WARNINGS: Wolfie's shitty sense of humour and also this meme



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Closed to Angel

[silentabyss]

[To literally no one's shock, Noah can be found in the middle of the second floor hallway playing with his shadow cats, because genuinely what else does he do these days? Truth be told, he's kind of fucking bored out of his mind.

There are maybe way too many tiny cats this time. At least ten, in fact. And Noah is... laying in the middle of the floor? There's one shadow-cat on his chest and the rest are sort of just running around and playing with each other; it's all theatrics of course, because Noah's, uh... you know, controlling the things, left arm cloaked in shadows and raised up toward the ceiling as he swings his wrist about absentmindedly.

Also, he owes Angel snacks and he didn't deliver, so, uh... oops.]

[angelindisguise]

[An eruption of barking cuts through the silence, as Angel never agreed that she had to be nice to these little shadow cats. She chases one around the corner, tail wagging wildly until she realizes there’s a ton of them hanging out.]

What in the....

[silentabyss]

[Oh, hello from the floor. The source of the cats is one (1) tired-looking teenage boy. Noah's at a weird angle to see Angel, so he inclines his head and stretches his neck way too far just to get a fleeting glimpse of her approach.]

Hey, uh...

[And then that position hurts his neck too much and he goes back to staring at the ceiling.]

You don't like cats?

[angelindisguise]

Oh, I wouldn't say I hate cats...

[As much as she used to]

They're just a lot of fun to chase, that's all.

[silentabyss]

[Maybe he should've learnt to make shadow dogs? Noah's sure he could do that, it's just... effort, you know?

But he's an asshole and a teenager and he winds up very quickly flipping his wrist to the left, making one of the cats absolutely dart off in another direction. He can only manipulate the shadows within ten feet of himself, but hey, that's a range of ten feet to boredly torment a whole dog! Sorry, Angel. He owes you double-snacks now.]

[angelindisguise]

[Angel lowers herself to the ground, tail wagging, and she darts after the shadow cat. Breaking into a bunch of yipping as she does. It's not really torment if it's fun!]

[silentabyss]

[So Noah wants a dog now.

He chuckles a little bit, rolling over now onto his stomach to watch her play. If he could make the cat make panicked yowling noises, he would, but that's beyond his ken. What he can do is make the little shadow bound its way up the side of the wall and sit on top of the vending machine for a spell!]

I would've loved a pet growing up... [he mutters wistfully, half to himself.]

[angelindisguise]

[And she places both paws on the vending machine, giving a few mighty barks before she hears Noah's voice.]

Did you say something?

[silentabyss]

Just, uh... I was talking to myself, but... when I was a kid, I always wanted a pet. We couldn't have one, though.

[Which is... part of the reason he's taken to having shadow cats, because now that he's older he's also constantly on adventures and that means no pets. There is, in fact, currently a shadow cat perched on top of his head.]

Closed to Sidney

[silentabyss]

[Sometimes Noah is allowed to not Be Sad and actually do something productive, which today is trying to cook. Key word, trying, because he genuinely has no idea what he's doing other than the fact he saw Nene use the oven forever ago and he's pretty sure he knows how to work the stovetop.

He does not. He does not know how to work the stovetop, clearly, or at least he doesn't know how to watch what he's cooking. Maybe someone should sign him up for home ec classes, because, uh... now the whole kitchen smells like burnt pancakes! Good afternoon, everybody, please no one walk in here to watch Noah sprint halfway across the kitchen to rescue the frying pan off of the too-hot burner before a fire starts, since he got occupied looking for other stuff in the kitchen to cook.]

SON......

[wolfetracks]

( admittedly, when sidney smelled burning food, he absolutely runs in, ready to spring into action- only when he registers that nothing is on fire does he relax slightly. it doesn't take long to see what's happened, though...

like father, like son, huh. )

Noah, is everything alright?

sidney like i really gotta teach both you and clamor how to cook huh

[silentabyss]

[Noah is comically standing there with two hands wrapped around the pan's handle, holding it up and away from the burner and staring down at it like it's somehow the burner's fault that he has an unflipped half-burnt pancake in there. Fuck you, stove, this is your fault.]

U-uh... I was trying to make breakfast...

[It's like two in the afternoon.]

I, uh, I saw Nene use the stove once, so I thought it would be easy...

hes gotta take care of his husband and son.....

[wolfetracks]

( oh noooo what is with these people and their empty confidence in their ability to work a stove? he almost wants to laugh. with a sigh, he shakes his head. )

When you're still learning to use new tools, you can't just assume that you know it from watching someone once. Maybe you should have come to Clamor's lesson...

( quietly, he closes the door behind him and walks over. )

Here, let's clean up and try again.

[silentabyss]

[Yeah, but that would have meant interrupting dad flirting time admitting that he doesn't actually know what he's doing when he was, until this moment, pretty confident that cooking in this modern-ish age is just "turn dial on stove".]

Uh... y-yeah, sure.

[There is a mess on the counter of various ingredients and sticky globs of spilled batter, made messier by the fact that Noah just kind of sets the pan down on it and takes a step back to let Sidney do the magic. The burner is still on as high as it can possibly go.]

[wolfetracks]

( ah, kids who didn't have gordon ramsay yelling the basics growing up.

sidney turns everything off, before stepping back. )

We'll want to clean up a bit- it keeps things more organized, and saves you from having to clean up one great big mess at the end.

[silentabyss]

[He was a rich boy but he was also bedridden, so he also couldn't learn anything from the servants at House Ebalon, so sad.]

Y-yeah, okay.

[That much is easy! Noah wets a rag and scrubs the countertops down before he has to quite literally scrape this burnt-ass pancake off the bottom of the pan and into the trash. After that comes scrubbing the rest of the burnt bits off with a sponge in the sink and to be honest, Noah didn't think it would be this much of a pain in the ass to clean. He'd be rude and leave it for the next person if Sidney weren't standing right there, honestly.]

[wolfetracks]

( while noah cleans up after himself, sidney handles the pan itself- because yikes. when something is undercooked and raw at the same time, you know things went badly. shame about having to throw food away in a situation like this, but...

soon enough the pan is clean, and sidney goes over what all is left. )

So, pancakes?

pda

[commences]

Ebalon-kun!

( where is he, hope he's in the hall or by his locker, because komaeda's come to bother him. there's something on his mind, a certain interest that he wants to follow up on — he doesn't know if the other will agree, but it's worth a shot. it's kind of insane to ask komaeda to grab random people's pdas considering the fact that rokkun should know not too many people put up with him, but... )

Do you have time...? Unless you have other things to do, I know scum like myself shouldn't bother you...

[silentabyss]

[Noah is indeed by his locker, where he's putting away a sketchbook that he absolutely stole from the art room's supply stash. It's fine, no one was using it. He even put his name on the cover so that everyone knows it's his.]

...you're not scum. [He's pretty resolute in that, honestly.] I'm not, uh... not doing much, so what's up?

[commences]

( as always, komaeda will peak into noah's locker to see what he's putting in there, and he thinks nothing of the sketchbook being stolen. instead, he wonders if there's something new inside that'd be worthwhile to see. )

You're too kind... I really don't deserve it.

( keeping his distance because he's being a good boy, he smiles. )

I have a favor to ask you... that, and if you drew the cats again.

[silentabyss]

[That sketchbook has a bunch of stuff in it from the sleepover, drawn in between the time after Komaeda flopped on Noah through the blanket fort and before Noah would inevitably wind up swapping spit with Kokichi. But, uh, yeah, cats, he definitely drew cats. He pulls the sketchbook out and willingly hands it over. The first page is absolutely decorated with cartoonish black cats in various poses — playing, sitting, you name it.]

Yeah, I did. [Beat.] What do you need...?

[commences]

( did he draw fanart of him and ouma kissing, because i swear komaeda will want to see that in the book. like, if he looks at the cats and then proceeds to flip a few more pages... let's hope he didn't, because i'm crying at the mental image of seeing that. )

You should draw Bev ( yes, he named the black cat, don't ask him. ) and Lily May. They might like that...

( he heard about the cat fight awhile back, and maybe that'll appease the cat gods, because of the unrest that was going on there. )

I should get to the point, do you have plans with your PDA?

[silentabyss]

[NO he didn't do that because tbh what if Clamor finds out that happened, Noah's going to be grounded for the rest of his life.]

Uh? Plans with the PDA...? I don't do much with it...

[Noah reaches into his pocket and hands it over before he asks,]

...what do you need it for, anyway? Just don't break it, okay?

[commences]

( you know, the conversation is going nicely until noah asks him his reasons, and komaeda can only stare, almost like he's trying to think of how to explain it. after a moment of hesitation, he looks at the other in their deadpan expression, and the moment komaeda puts his hand on the pda — )

I wouldn't break anything of yours, Ebalon-kun! Besides, after that exchange of affection you did at the party, I don't think you're fragile at all!

( is that enough to embarrass him so he lets go of the pda? hopefully. ) You took it like a pro!

[silentabyss]

[WHA—]

Took it?! I didn't take— It was mutual!

[Noah "I'm not a bottom how dare you" Ebalon]

What does me being not-fragile have to do with the PDA anyway?!

[His grip loosens on the PDA, but it'll take more than that to get him to drop it so easily. He's bright red though, so congrats!]