how dare you, how embarrassing.

[nightmarist]

WHO: Ronan Lynch & Dick Gansey the Third
WHERE: Colorado, mostly
WHEN: Shortly after this
WHAT: Ronan threatens to wreck Gansey's miniatures so Gansey teleports him to the Rockies.
WARNINGS: This is dumb and they're dumb.

[Though Ronan would, in fact, never demolish Gansey's lovingly-crafted cereal-box miniature model of their hometown, he takes delight in the threat of it, and in making Gansey nervous in general. After a few minutes of bantering over the network, he crosses the house and climbs up to Gansey's room, with great loud stomps to announce his approach. He kicks the door open (it was ajar, so the action isn't entirely destructive) and practically leaps on Gansey, capturing him from behind.]

Say your prayers.

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[disentombs]

[Gansey knows that Ronan would never destroy his models, but the teasing is too much fun to just drop. He's looking at a map spread out on the floor, back to the door, only vaguely registering Ronan's clomping towards his room. When he hears the door kicked open, he barely has time to look over his shoulder when Ronan gets a hold of him. He half yelps half laughs as he struggles against Ronan.]

Don't! [Luckily they're a bit away from his model city.] I swear I'll transport us here and now! [But he's laughing the whole time.]

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[All this struggling in vain! Ronan wrestles with him, winning by virtue of having attacked Gansey from the back.]

We'll freeze to death and it'll be all your fault.

[disentombs]

Augh! It'll be your fault for threatening my precious models!

[And like hell he'll stop struggling! He's forgotten how strong Ronan is.]

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[Ronan hooks one leg around Gansey, practically climbing up his back now.]

Just look at them! So quaint and begging for destruction!

[disentombs]

[Gansey is starting to lose his balance...He teeters a bit but the awkward angle has caught him off guard. He sways and begins to fall....


And they hit something soft, Ronan-first. A snowbank.

Gansey struggles away from Ronan's grip, laughing as Ronan gets his bearings. They're on the side of a snow covered mountain with many other mountains around them.]

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[Ronan howls at the sudden burst of cold, having been dressed for the temperate indoors and not Colorado winter. He lets go of Gansey automatically to claw his way out of the snowbank.]

There's snow in my asscrack. There's snow in my asscrack, Gansey!

[disentombs]

[He laughs harder at Ronan's displeasure.]

You have two brothers--if that's a new experience, you've been long overdue.

[Gansey's no better dressed himself.]

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Something doesn't have to be new to be fucking terrible!

[Ronan scoops up a handful of snow and hurls it at Gansey.]

[disentombs]

[Gansey can see Ronan winding up with the snow....

So he opens a portal right in front of himself that appears to lead directly into Ronan's room, the snow harmlessly landing on Ronan's bed for later. He closes it just as quickly and grabs his own handful of snow, coming after Ronan with the intention of stuffing it down the back of his shirt.]

[nightmarist]

[Ronan's mouth drops open at the appearance of the portal, and he's just about to say something about how that's cheating, but then Gansey's coming at him again. Too fast for him to scramble out of the way. He squawks and throws his arms into the air, attempting to dive out of Gansey's reach but only managing to land face-first in the snowbank and get snow down the back of his shirt.]

[disentombs]

[Gansey actually drops the bit of snow he's carrying in favor of doubling over laughing. His sides actually start to hurt and he has to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. Only Ronan could get him to laugh this hard.]