[OPEN] FRUITS OF OUR LABOR

[asgardmods]

Who: EVERYONE
What: The Fruits of Our Labor special event!
When: Days 322 & 323 (September 6-9)
Where: All across the city
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than this should be taken to a private log, please!

[ Starting Day 322 (September 6/7), Travelers in the city will notice apple trees of varying sizes springing up all over the city -- and we do mean all over, as while most of these trees will appear outside, some may show up unexpectedly in a bedroom or right in the middle of a shop! While some are quite small (and others incredibly large!), none of them will cause any actual damage. The branches of the trees will hang heavy with multicolored fruit, and the trunk of each tree has the following words written clearly into the bark: Choose Wisely. ]

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the Fruits of Our Labor event! Please see the linked post for details about the event, such as which apple does what and how to get approval on items from home. Threads can take place in traditional prose or in [brackets]; it's all up to you! Otherwise, please be sure to include your character's location(s) and [OPEN/CLOSED] in the subject line and let us know if you have any questions! ]

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Day 323 - Action

[teenyoda]

[Stiles has decided to spend a little of his free time that day bugging Scott at his work, having heard all about his little fruit exploration yesterday. He'd told Scott about becoming an Alpha, but he had a feeling that he hadn't really believed him until that moment. At least maybe he hadn't wanted to, since it was hard to believe that he could just become an Alpha instead of having to, you know, kill someone for it.

He still felt bad that he'd made Scott sick telling him the other day, but he had to tell him. He was feeling bad about telling everyone what he'd told them, but he'd done his best to moderate and tell only the bits he thought were actually relevant to each person. Other than Scott, of course. He told him everything. Eeexcept for the whole breaking up with Allison thing. He might have just accidentally missed that part.

He's coming up to the store when he sees Scott standing outside of it with--

His bike. Whaaaaaat?]

Now that's just not fair. You get your stupid bike and I can't have my jeep? Foul! I call foul.

[mccallmemaybe]

[ As much as Scott believed Stiles wouldn't lie to him, he really couldn't imagine himself as an Alpha until he actually saw it with his own eyes. Before the apple vision he'd talked about becoming an Alpha with Isaac, but he was in as much disbelief about it as Scott was and even accused Stiles of lying. Though according to Isaac, Stiles had been winding him up by hitting on him ever since he got back to Asgard, so Isaac was biased against anything Stiles said as of late.

Hearing his best friend's outrage, Scott turns to Stiles with a grin. ] Dude, this is really my bike? Like, from the future? Why didn't you tell me I get an awesome bike?! This is so cool!

[teenyoda]

[It was Isaac's own fault, Scott. He couldn't believe that Stiles and he were actually friendly back home, so maybe Stiles had gone a little overboard with it. Sue him. Besides, it had the best reaction out of everything he'd done and he was sticking with it.

He came over and stood by Scott, looking down with a little envy at the bike.]

Because it wasn't an important part of the whole clusterfuck of what happened. But yes, this is your very crayola green bike. So where's my jeep, huh?

[mccallmemaybe]

[ Stiles was right, owning a motorbike in the future wasn't important, but it definitely put a smile on Scott's face.

Scott was totally in love. He was looking at the bike like it was Allison. ]

...Huh? [ Scott belatedly paid attention to Stiles, too busy staring at the bike. ] Oh, maybe the jeep was too big for the gods to bring here. Sorry. [ He knew how much Stiles loved his jeep and patted him on the back sympathetically. ]

[teenyoda]

Yeah, you look so sorry.

[That was a dig, Scott. You didn't look sorry at all. Now he had to compete with a bike. This was highly unfair.]

You, uh, know how to ride one?

[Because he remembered the summer full of falls and a few broken bones before Scott had actually managed to stay upright on the bike. It was a really good thing he was a werewolf, otherwise he was pretty sure his mom wouldn't have let Scott keep the bike.]

[mccallmemaybe]

Sorry. [ Another apology for not looking or sounding sorry because he was too busy grinning about having a motorbike not only in the future but now.

His face fell at Stiles' question. ]

...No. [ But he perked up again, looking hopeful. ] But it's probably easy, right? Like riding a normal bike, but without moving your feet as much? Right? [ Stiles?

...Kermit's totally going to kill Scott. ]

[teenyoda]

Not even in the same neighborhood, Scotty. You're seriously going to need to have someone around who can keep you from killing yourself.

I mean that. You don't want to know what you broke back home trying this.

[mccallmemaybe]

You're kidding. [ He couldn't have been that bad at learning to ride it...

Then he remembered how bad he was at ice skating and if he couldn't balance well on ice, he probably wasn't amazing at balancing on a motorbike either. ]

...You're not kidding. [ Scott thought for a moment. ] What if... I wrapped myself in bubble wrap to protect myself? [ Do they have bubble wrap in Asgard? ]

[teenyoda]

Is that even a thing here?

[He unknowingly followed Scott's train of thought, looking between him and the bike.]

Look, you taught yourself back home. Maybe that was the problem. You could see about trying to find someone here who can already ride a bike and get them to teach you.

I swear to god, Scott, if you wind up breaking anything, I'm taking it away.

[mccallmemaybe]

[ Scott shrugged. If he found a wolf hat, he could probably find bubble wrap...

But finding someone who could teach him how to ride a motorcycle was a far better plan. ] I'll ask on the network.

[ At the mention of Stiles taking the bike away, Scott put his hands on it protectively, almost like a child protecting his toy. ] I swear I'll be careful!

[teenyoda]

[He tried not to grin at the look on Scott's face, a hand lifting to scrub at his hair.]

Yeah, well, you'd better be. I'm not going through all this crap just to have to come and help you wipe your ass because you broke your pelvis. Don't do that to me, man.

[mccallmemaybe]

I really don't want to break my pelvis. [ For the reason Stiles mentioned. Also for sex-related reasons.

Looking excited, Scott climbed onto the bike. ] How do I look?

[teenyoda]

[He hates you and your sex, Scott. So much.]

Like a guy on a bike?

[He teased. Really.]

You look great. Now get off it until you learn how to ride it.

[mccallmemaybe]

Do you think Allison is into biker dudes?

[ Scott pouted at Stiles as he gripped the handlebars. ] Can't I have a teensy go?

[teenyoda]

I have nooooo idea, Scott.

[Folding his arms, he shook his head.]

Do you know where the throttle and the clutch are and how to use them? No.

[mccallmemaybe]

But you're from the future. You must know whether Allison likes it or not...

[ Scott sighs. ] Point taken. Guess I'll have to wait... I'll totally take you for a ride around Asgard once I'm confident with it.

[teenyoda]

[Stiles eyed the bike before shaking his head.]

Thanks, but no thanks. I'll keep my married ass out of the bitch seat. Now, about your store...

[Guess who was purposefully not mentioning future-Allison?]

[mccallmemaybe]

[ Someone is offended their best friend won't ride in the bitch seat. ] Seriously? You won't ride my bike with me? Don't you trust me?

[teenyoda]

Sure I do. I trust you to crash and burn at the first chance you get.

[mccallmemaybe]

Dude. [ Stiles is getting seriously pouted at right now. ] I'd ride more carefully if you were with me. You wouldn't even ride with me if I got really good at it?

[teenyoda]

Don't give me that look. I like my vehicles to have doors. And seatbelts.

[mccallmemaybe]

What if I got someone to build a sidecar that had a seatbelt?

[teenyoda]

Scott... It's a dirtbike. I'm not riding in a sidecar on a dirtbike.

[mccallmemaybe]

[ Scott had to wonder where Stiles' sense of fun had gone. ] Fine. Guess I'll ask Allison and Isaac if they want rides... [ Watch them happily ride off into the sunset together. ]

[teenyoda]

They'll probably both be more than happy to ride that death trap with you. I, on the other hand, would rather save my next death for something a little less...


Green.