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Bren n' Phen: Calculated Feelings
Disclaimer: Beverly Hills Teens is not my property only my OCs Summer,
Phineas, Jordan, however are. The series is owned by DIC/Cookie Jar and others involved.
This story is a spin off of :iconmissmjwilson:'s BHT fanfic "Vain".
     Looking over his choice of outfits laid out on his bed, Chester was trying to figure out which of the three choices he gave himself, would the better of the bunch.
The first one looked a more like Victorian era safari gear, sans the pith helmet.
The second one was a set his gran-gran gave him when they took holiday in Tahiti the previous year, he found it was a more snug, than “Well, gran-gran meant well.”, tacky.
The third one was a Hawaiian shirt, looked like something from the Hoban Washbourne collection, a black tank top, and rust-red shorts, and lack sneakers.
It the was masculine the three, and the all black skaterboarder sneakers was hint of rebellion in a world of overpriced designer beach footwear.
Just then the intercom
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Bren n' Phin: Cars, Convoys, and Conversations
Disclaimer: Beverly Hills Teens is not my property only my OCs Summer,
Phineas, Jordan, however are. The series is owned by DIC/Cookie Jar and others involved.
This story is a spin off of :iconmissmjwilson:'s BHT fanfic "Vain".
The drive to auto show was almost uneventful. Somewhere between the water and coffee, a stop or two became necessary, not to mention Escaflowne could use a bit of petrol along the way.
         Jordan was more than happy to answer any all questions about Phineas' "White Dragon". A few people even got the name and reference, which impressed them quite a bit. The American hot-hatch fans were quite impressed. Some knew what the "Pug", or Peugeot was by sight, others knew it by name, by way of the Gran Turismo game series, but never figured on actually seeing one.
Phineas took short Q&A's when Jordan was in restroom. He turned down a more than a few phone numbers, and social media friending options, by quite a few girls, and a few guys as we
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Bren N' Phin: ETA chapt.3 Drop Offs and Pick Ups
                          Just getting it out of the way.
Disclaimer: Beverly Hills Teens is not my property. Only my oc's Phineas and Summer are. The series is owned by DIC/Cookie Jar and others involved.
                The elevator ride to the fourth floor was nice and quiet. Summer's like a sister to Brenda, but it was nice to be alone with Phineas. She leaned against him, slightly off balance almost. Her fingers lightly intertwined with his from the moment the started walking towards the hotel. They only parted were when he had to sign for the room and take his key. She wanted to say how happy she was that he was here, but one look at his smile, when exchanged glances, all she could do was smile and squeeze his hand a little more. She felt safe and protected, although she was kind of hoping for one of those hard passionate kisses moments while
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Bren and Phin ETA chapt 2
Disclaimer: Beverly Hills Teens is not my property only my OCs Summer and
Phineas are. The series is owned by DIC/Cookie Jar and others involved.
Phineas fished the card key out his pocket, when Brenda's cellphone started buzzing in vibrate mode. She deftly reached for it,  switched it off and slipped it back into it's belt clip with the speed, and grace of a seasoned gunslinger.
Phineas tossed his backpack, and jacket onto the queen sized bead of his rather plain hotel room, after parking his rolling suitcase under the clothes rack as they made their way into the room. It looked kind of sparse to Brenda, but then again, this was Phineas' way. After all he was just staying there for the duration of the car show, the only purpose of the hotel room was a bed to sleep on, and to take a hot shower.
"Thanks again for the lift, luv.", Phineas said, with bit of fatigue in his voice, as he went to give her a hug.  
"Oh, you're welcome! It was totally my pleasure." she stated in a som
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Bren n' Phin: ETA
  ‘Mental note to self, never, ever let mum handle my travel arrangements again.’, Phineas thought to himself. The first class accommodations on the British Airways 787-9 Dreamliner were ridiculously plush. Each seat was compartmentalized luxury suite, they seeemed to be heavily influenced by Star Trek: Next Generation, and a Bentley Phantom. Smooth lines with slightly rounded angles, a personal electronics package, phones, high-end PC’s, with full internet services, both for business and pleasure. Basically, a luxury hotel that could fly.
Here he was, a Firefly class transport kind of guy, trapped on the Enterprise 1701-E. He knew his mum meant well, but seriously, this was too much.
The cabin had a few movers and shakers from all over the place. Designer power business suits worn by western and Asian passengers. Thawbs , and ghutras worn by Saudi passengers. Movers and shakers of  the oil, tech, and banking industry no doubt.
Granted he was sporting, a sli
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Phen n' Bren
"Very good luv. And I will be needing all the sleep I can get before I hop the plane in the next few days," said Phineas stretching his arms over his head.
 
Brenda's curiosity was piqued. "Another car show in Japan, or Germany?"
"Neither", he replied, with a slight grin on his face. "It's in Los Angeles."
Brenda’s jaw dropped…but it was normal for her to have her mouth open. As big as this news was, she’d definitely keep her lips closed about this.
”Well..um..just let me know when you get to LAX, Phin…I can arrange for a car to pick you up…And maybe we can go have dinner or something?”
That part of the conversation played over and over in her head. What really perplexed her was that while it made her smile from ear to ear, it still didn't feel real to her. She could've flown over to England to visit him, granted his schedule wouldn't allow for a whole lot of time together. Neither of them were like the kids of the BHT club. Flying off to
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Disclaimer: Beverly Hills Teens is not my property only my OCs Summer,
Phineas, Jordan, however are. The series is owned by DIC/Cookie Jar and others involved.
This story is a spin off of :iconmissmjwilson:'s BHT fanfic "Vain".






     Looking over his choice of outfits laid out on his bed, Chester was trying to figure out which of the three choices he gave himself, would the better of the bunch.
The first one looked a more like Victorian era safari gear, sans the pith helmet.
The second one was a set his gran-gran gave him when they took holiday in Tahiti the previous year, he found it was a more snug, than “Well, gran-gran meant well.”, tacky.
The third one was a Hawaiian shirt, looked like something from the Hoban Washbourne collection, a black tank top, and rust-red shorts, and lack sneakers.
It the was masculine the three, and the all black skaterboarder sneakers was hint of rebellion in a world of overpriced designer beach footwear.

Just then the intercom chimed, followed by the butler’s rather chipper voice, “Master McTech, your transportation has arrived.”
“Thanks Farnsworth, tell her I’ll be right down.”
“Very good sir.”, the intercom chimed off.
Chester muttered a swear at himself, for not being ready by the time she got there, despite the fact she was late because of traffic.
Figuring out what to wear was never an issue. On the other hand though, this was Summer, only his singularity level crush for the last two years.

Just as Chester was lacing up his sneakers, there was a knock on the door, the percussion of ‘The Terminator’ theme. Rolling his eyes, he answered
“Yeah, mom.”
Eileen McTech, peered through door.

“I’m decent, you can come in mom.”, Chester said, tapping the toes of his sneakers, as if to secure the fit.

“Mind if I see you off on your date?”, Mrs. McTech asked.
Chester hesitated with his answer.

"This really wasn’t a “date”, date. It's more of a “Thank you.”, date, for letting Summer use some of my gear for making a video of Brenda's ldr first meeting with Phineas, mom. We all know, I’m a little too young for anyone in the club.”

His mom winced internally for her son. ‘The awkward years are upon him.’, she thought.

“You won’t always be too young, Chester.” She replied, suddenly noticing he wasn’t that scrawny little twelve year old who hid behind homework, calculations, coding, science projects, and getting a college education. to avoid embarrassing pre-adolescent moments.
He stood a little taller, and his shoulders were broader.

Despite the nature of the date, he was still ecstatic to be going with Summer, was the envy of his nerd circle. Some were even demanding a ‘post-date’ debriefing.

Chester didn’t bother closing the door to his room as he and mom made their way to the inverted curved double stairwell.

He was greeted, with a somewhat coy, and impressed “Hey handsome, sorry I’m late.”

At the bottom of the stairwell was the goddess Summer, aglow in a class of beauty the was all her own.  She was wearing a blue and green halter neck bikini, with a matching Hawaiian print sarong, that complimented her brown skin. She was little taller with three inch Sandy wedges.

Hair dark brown hair was mass of natural curls, that framed her face perfectly, it brought her eyes and lips into focus.

Chester could’ve easily been knocked down the stairs with a feather.
Eileen, had to elbow him to snap him out of it.

“It’s ok.”, he managed, making his way down the stairs, kicking himself for saying that, when what he meant say, was a simple hello.

Mrs. McTech knew Summer as Brenda’s “older sister”, but know she’s looking her as Chester’s date.
Her train of thought was interrupted by Dougal McTech’s voice.

“Hey Summer. You two look good together, all set for your luau?”
Despite all the years of living in the states, there was a bit of his accent that refused to leave him.

“Um, yeah. If anything. We’re runnin’ a tad late…”, she replied.

“Say no more, be on your merry.”, he replied “Have a great time.”, he added.

“We will.”, they answered in unison, then immediately exchanged glances and a quick  chuckle at the realization of their synchronized response.  


Music played on the drive, which they sung to, and somewhat out of tune.
They could’ve cared less though. It was just good for him to be almost normal.
A kind, and gorgeous girl at his side, and better still, she was his date.
Summer was something of wild card for him. She had no ulterior motives, she spoke her mind, most of all, she was there for Brenda when Brenda’s quest for tabloid journalism, at the expense of club, blew up in her face.
Not that the club was a huge life-altering thing for any either them, but it was rather disappointing for him to see how far his thought she could go to get a scoop, only to crash and burn in the process thereof.

Summer was the one who turned Brenda onto using social media to cover BHT Club’s events. They were non-intrusive, and it went over rather well. Eventually Brenda/Switchboard eventually regained some of their trust back, although there was still the occasional  side-eye.


She saved his sister’s dignity, respect, and became the sister she needed.  
He wondered if that’s how he developed his well place crush of of admiration and a sense of gratitude.
Chester stole whatever glances he could give without her noticing.

He couldn’t but help but not feel happy.

”Somebody looks happy.”, she said catching his attention. He barely noticed that they were waiting at a traffic light.

”Oh well, yeah!,” he replied, to which he added, “I…I usually don’t do the club function thing, unless there’s some tech help needed, other than that, it’s not really my thing.”

”I hear you. “, she sighed, “I wonder how Brenda’s done it for all this time without getting bored of it.”
She turned to Chester with a “Am I right?”, expression on her face, making eye contact.

Chester blinked hard, to kick his brain into gear to come up with an answer, so as not look like the deer in headlights that he was.

”I have no idea whatsoever.”, he stammered.

Summer giggled at his comment.

His heart fluttered a bit that he could put a smile on her lips.

After arriving and handing the keys to the Ladybugmobile to the valet, Chester took in all of Summer’s visage, as she walked up to him, with a super confident, and feminine stride.




She looked him in the eyes, with a smile that could melt titanium.
”Shall we?” she inquired in a Betty Boop voice.

”Of course.”, he replied, smiling ear to ear.

At that, she gently locked her arms with his. Feeling Summer’s softness against his arm was beyond heavenly.  For a nano second, he dared imagine what an embrace would feel like.
He knew it was only a friendly date, which was the dampener of a sort, but the looks they were getting walking into the luau arm in arm, was worth it.


Or was it?

Brenda was kind of spazzing over not being with Pheneas, when she wasn’t constantly checking her phone for messages, she kept making nervous conversation with Summer, pointing at out other boys to her .
It was something she did to calm herself down, while waiting between texts and pics from Phineas, and her announcements on live stream.

And worst of all Captain Good Body Surfer-Boy, Radley was now trying to flirt with his date. Definitely a “Wtf!?” moment, if ever there was one.
He had a choice, he could sit, and sulk, or he could do something about it.

He chose the latter.
Bren n' Phen: Calculated Feelings
Somehow getting Chester in on the action for the this chapter and the next, kinda happened on it's own.
I know for a fact, if I had sister, with a friend like Summer, yeah, I'd totally be crushing on her big time. I'm pretty sure most guys have gone through this a time or two. This is form them.

A lot of this was written while listening to Retrowave synthpop. Basically, it's the 80's 2.0. Considering the source material of the story, it only makes sense.
Have a taste of awesomeness, and enjoy.  ^_^

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   I'm trying to figure what to say, it's not all that often I have a loss for words, let alone trying to write with tear filled eyes....

    When I moved down to NJ back in '97, I kinda fell into this wonderful, magical, rpg, called Panzer Dreams. It was a game set in a world created from the ground up, so to speak, and run by none other than GM god :iconravenfeast:. It was my first rpg ever, and it was beyond amazing. It felt like all the epic levels of the LoTR trilogy, with Xenogears, and Escaflowne. And much like those movies and series, it exceeded it's own medium, and became a totally immersive experience. Needless to say it's spawned some of the art in my gallery, as well as few others.

As time progressed, :iconravenfeast:, became a very good friend, who was always quick with the laughs, jokes, and always ready to share laughably bad cinema, god, the scars he inflicted on the lot of us, lol! He was walking Google search engine for all things in table top gaming, he taught me how to run my first few rpg's, and a metric tonnage of offbeat and fun non-collectable card games.
We were talking a few weeks ago, and as it turns out he mentioned he was getting rid of stuff to clear out the basement at his father's house, who passed away in December. A lot of it was the rpg books he hadn't used in a long time, so he passed a few of them my way. Mostly Mekton rpg books, a TFOS rpg source book, and much to my surprise, the Escaflowne Memories of Gaia book. Needless to say I was happy as a kid on Christmas morning, and I thanked him for the books, and promised that they would be put to good use.

He passed away Monday, by way of suicide, and for the fact alone, this world is a little dimmer and less fun for him no longer being here. I'm still trying wrap my head around all of this, it doesn't feel real, and yet it is. I'm angry, confused and most of all hurt.
I mean there are classic 80's and early 90's anime I started watching at his recommendations, which I'll never get to talk to him about. Ever.
Honestly I feel like have lost a brother, and it sucks on levels I've never felt. I won't be able to make the funeral, but I will be buying a bottle of German mead with my next check, and drink in his honor.

As he was named the groups' "Finicky Barbarian", I'll just place a quote by another friend of his here:

"Make your journey to Valhalla, may the shield maidens lift you up on high, praise your deeds and your good natured soul.
May your mead cup never empty and have a sword by your side.
And when it is my time we will drink as brothers.
Sjáumst Jarl Al.
"

Thanks for everything. This is for you.

  • Listening to: Escaflowne series end theme
  • Reading: Various art books.
  • Watching: A metric tonnage of tutorials
  • Eating: Not much of an appetite.
  • Drinking: Water
Disclaimer: Beverly Hills Teens is not my property only my OCs Summer,
Phineas, Jordan, however are. The series is owned by DIC/Cookie Jar and others involved.
This story is a spin off of :iconmissmjwilson:'s BHT fanfic "Vain".


The drive to auto show was almost uneventful. Somewhere between the water and coffee, a stop or two became necessary, not to mention Escaflowne could use a bit of petrol along the way.

         Jordan was more than happy to answer any all questions about Phineas' "White Dragon". A few people even got the name and reference, which impressed them quite a bit. The American hot-hatch fans were quite impressed. Some knew what the "Pug", or Peugeot was by sight, others knew it by name, by way of the Gran Turismo game series, but never figured on actually seeing one.

Phineas took short Q&A's when Jordan was in restroom. He turned down a more than a few phone numbers, and social media friending options, by quite a few girls, and a few guys as well but he happily offered the garage's various social media info instead, and they were more than happy to take it. He also told them about the car show.

They even met up with few other attendees for the show. It wasn't long before there was a small convoy, of modified VW's, Hyundais, Kias and Honda Civics of various generations, there were even a few older modified Ford Escorts as well.
The sounds of modded engines, exhausts, and turbo blow-off valves were not easily ignored. A few of the other vehicles were on flatbeds, or trailers, as the owners didn't were not risking the drive. Their loss, Phineas thought.

Since everyone was heading the same way, Phineas turned off the sat-nav on his phone, and instantly Brenda's picture wall paper came up. Jordan notice the small but sudden smirk on Phineas' face.

Phineas side-eyed Jordan, when he heard the chuckling.
"What?", he inquired.

"Nothing dude, it's just pretty cool seeing you like this. It's been a while since...well, y'know..." Jordan's voice trailed off in a bit of worry.

"I'm good mate. Really I am.", he almost sounded convincing, "I can't spend the rest of my life crying in my beer for something I had no control over."

Not knowing if Phineas really was one hundred percent ok, Jordan went for a quick change of topic of discussion change.
"God, I envy you that. I'm still three years out from be able to drink. Well, legally anyway."

"It's no big deal really, the novelty goes away fairly quickly. If you ever want to hang out for drinks though, you can always visit.", Phineas suggested nonchalantly.

"I just my take you up on that." Jordan's voice was brimming with excitement at the thought of that. ", If I can snag a few gigs at this show, I'll definitely have the money to do that. Um, pending Brenda not having any problems with that."

"That would be brilliant. I don't see any problems with that. It's not like we're a couple.

"Ha!", Jordon snorted, "You keep telling yourself that. Just because you haven't asked her, doesn't make it not so."

"I'm kind of old school that way.", Phineas returned.

"So you have kissed her, right?", Jordan asked like that annoying younger sibling, leering over at Phineas, looking for a telltale expression.

"Well...yeah...", he answered, "Actually, she kissed me.", he added.

Jordan noticed the smile on his face.
"Did you like it, is she a good kisser?", Jordan asked, deciding to press the issue.

"Yes...", Phineas' mind automatically recalled their kiss at the airport, and the hotel, as he answered the question fighting of the response.
"But that's besides the point. Who doesn't like a good kiss...?"

"And there you have it.", Jordan declared quickly and triumphantly.

"And what is it exactly that we have?" Phineas was chuckling at Jordan's needling questions.

"That you're totally a couple dude." Jordan shot back.

"Okay, now, you're going to have to explain how you came to such quick conclusion, inspector." Phineas was quite curious about the process behind this.

"Well, first of all, you said she kissed you, and answered yes, to both questions, as you didn't try to differentiate the questions, also you didn't mind her kissing you, and the only way you can say she's a good kisser, is that the kissing has to be mutual, for you to be able to judge it.", Jordan pointed out.
"And also, you made an attempt to try and stifle the smile as you answered, and failed miserably.", point being made, Jordan took a slow and smug sip of iced raspberry green tea.

Just then, an fb chat message alert popped up.

Jordan squinted at the screen.
"Hey...speak of the devil. You have a message. You wanna get that?"

"Not right now.", Phineas was not about to hand Jordan another bit of evidence.

"No worries. Let's have a listen.", Jordan's hand had already hit the 'play' icon, before Phineas could swat it away.

"Hi Phin, I know you're still on the road, that's why I didn't call you, I figure this would be easier, and less distracting. Everything here for the luau is in place, and ready to go. Although, truth be told I'd rather be with you. Here, or there".", her voice was soft, and happy, with a bit of nervous energy to it, and Phineas's pulse definitely went up a bit.

"Anyway, I'm pretty sure you must be more than happy to be behind the wheel of your little white dragon. Call me or text me when you get settled in and everything, whichever one is easier for you.", her voice was trailing of into a lilt.
"Drive carefully.", she said in the softest of voices. Not too far from a whisper actually.

"Dude...", Jordan pointing out the obvious cute and longing in that last comment.

Phineas just sighed, "I wonder if this what Brenda goes through with Summer?", Phineas asked out loud.

"Summer?", Jordan's ears perked, and eye brows arched, "Who's Summer, and is she cute?"

Phineas just nodded, and laughed his friend's early adolescent like eagerness.

It was hours getting the cars checked in floor spots were assigned, last minute polishing up of the vehicles. It took even longer for the full blown "Show" cars. They were highly customized for sound and show. Practical driving, not so much, and expensive as all get out.
Both Phineas and Jordan exchanged, "What a waste.", glances. But to each their own they figured.

The main stage was all set up for a concert for the participants later in the early part of night . A pre-show party of sorts.
This was actually one Phineas's favorite parts of any car show. Looking at the the other cars, talking shop with the owners. Everyone from drivers, mechanics, and booth babes were all walking around, setting up shop, and whatnot in pretty much the everyday, or even weekend "kick-back and nothing doing clothes". Tomorrow they'll be looking rather different tomorrow, everyone will be looking considerably sharper, guys and girls.

As they made the rounds, a red EF91 hatchback(US), with a Hawaiian license plate caught Jordan's eye, and in an instant was off chatting up the owner up about it. Phineas, took advantage of the moment to make a call.


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                Brenda was in the process of checking the angles of all of the cameras placed in the giant hall.  Of course in the process of setting up the cameras, she wound up playing "set director" of a sort. She chose the placement of the fountains, fake waterfalls, fauna, flowers, and rock formations to get the best shots possible, be it wide panning shot or close ups, she even had to do some consultation on the lighting. (Prehaps she should look into producing or director)
Normally that's something Chanelle would handle but she'd been spending a lot of time with Buck lately, and was nowhere to be found at the moment.

   She checked her phone from time to time for message or chat alerts, she did have to use her phone down from time to time.

A few were messages from Chester who was trying to figure out what to wear to the luau regarding what to wear. While he managed to pull of the "Chill as a Vulcan." calmness that worked on everyone else. Brenda knew he was all manners of giddy. She was happy for him, but a little sad at the same time.
His crush on her bff, was sweet and cute, but she also knew that crushes are usually unrequited.
Talk about a catch twenty-two....
While she felt it wasn't fair, she realized that the heartbreak of a one-sided crush is all a part of growing up. She trusted that Summer would be careful with him on that. Still though, there was twinge of pain for them.

The other messages that she got, were from Summer. She was thanked her for teaching her editing techniques, and to let her know that the video of her meeting up with Phineas was coming along great, and the finished version promised to be something epic. One thing was for sure though, Summer was definitely happy for her best friend, if there was anyone she knew of deserved a prince to sweep off their by, it was definitely Brenda.

At that point her Phineas' ringtone began to play. It was the bluesy, and rockish theme to The Grand Tour. She went down a few of the steps of the ladder before jumping off, four feet to the floor.
Just as she landed she put in the her blue tooth earbuds and answered the phone. She was happy at the fact that it wasn't a voice call, her hair was all over the place, her skin was wee bit oily and sweaty. She figured she must've  looked a total mess.

"Hi Phin!", her voice piped out melodically, as happy as she was to hear his voice, he could hear the the fatigue in hers.

"'Ello luv, how are you?", he replied. She's never said it before, but there was always something about his accent that just made her giddy. She could never put her finger on it though.
"I'm okay, I've been making some last minute changes here and there, I've been running up down ladders for the last few hours. We had to change the placement of a few cameras and other things here. I'm sure the tech crew, and support staff probably hate me by now." There was a bit of a nervous chuckle in her voice.

"Now who could ever be angry at cute girl as such as yourself?", he asked.

"Oh...I've had my moments, you have no idea.", again a bit of  serious matter of factly tone in her voice. Memories and guilt of a former gossip girl crept up on her. She managed a quick recovery. "So how was your drive? Uneventful, I hope."

"It wasn't bad, Escaflowne's handling rather well, I have to say.", he answered with bit of pride in voice. "People had plenty of questions at the petrol stations and the traffic lights though." Brenda could hear his smile in his voice.

"Well it is a French hot hatch, with a right hand drive side.", in the land of  muscle cars, SUV's, and customized Japanese and German cars, it's definitely going to turn a few heads.", she stated while undoing the cap on water bottle.
"Personally, I can't wait to see it."
She knew it was his pride and joy. It wasn't as revered as the legendary 205GTI, even though he has one tucked away as a project car, he loved his 206 just the same as any 205 owner loved their own, if not more.

"Well that part's definitely going to happen." he answered reassuringly.

"So are you all set up at the show?", she asked before taking another swing from the bottle.

"Pretty much. yeah. It's lot bigger than what I anticipated, this place is huge. I'll have to send you send some pics and maybe video tonight."

"Sweet.", her voice a little more enthusiastic.

"I mounted a Go-Pro on the dash, I managed to pick up some pretty cool footage on the drive. The fun part will be editing it all after I get back home."

Brenda winced at those words, he'd just gotten here, she didn't want to think about that part. She gulped her water hard at the thought, then she realized that he had to have heard it.
"Mmm, sorry!", she said quickly, swallowing the rest of the water as quickly as she could. "Ohmygod! I totally didn't mean to gulp in your ear like that.", her voice on the edge of an unexpected giggle.

Phineas laughed at the earnestness in her voice, she sounded like she came within millimeters of running over his cat.
"It's okay. I barely heard it.", of course, he heard but he wasn't going to make her feel any more mortified than she what she was already feeling.
That was one her endearing qualities, she was almost easily embarrassed.
He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it made him feel at protective of her, and once again, the telltale smile was on his face, as well as the want to be with her. He could feel her kiss on his lips again. He quickly snapped out of it as if being jolted from a waking dream. Distracted by that, he almost tripped over his own feet.

He had to laugh out loud at that. Hearing the sudden burst of laughter, she asked what was going on, and he had to tell her. He laughed at himself while after explained told her. Brenda grew quiet momentarily, Phineas thought their phones had lost the connection in the silence. Until he heard, a distinct. "Pffffft!", followed by Brenda's own child-like laugh. "Somebody rolled a one for the dexterity.", she added. Phineas joined her in the laugh, it was long and loud one, but it was what they both needed.
Although they felt a bit of weight lifted off of their chests, they almost instantly they missed each other to the point of a fond heartache.
   I'm trying to figure what to say, it's not all that often I have a loss for words, let alone trying to write with tear filled eyes....

    When I moved down to NJ back in '97, I kinda fell into this wonderful, magical, rpg, called Panzer Dreams. It was a game set in a world created from the ground up, so to speak, and run by none other than GM god :iconravenfeast:. It was my first rpg ever, and it was beyond amazing. It felt like all the epic levels of the LoTR trilogy, with Xenogears, and Escaflowne. And much like those movies and series, it exceeded it's own medium, and became a totally immersive experience. Needless to say it's spawned some of the art in my gallery, as well as few others.

As time progressed, :iconravenfeast:, became a very good friend, who was always quick with the laughs, jokes, and always ready to share laughably bad cinema, god, the scars he inflicted on the lot of us, lol! He was walking Google search engine for all things in table top gaming, he taught me how to run my first few rpg's, and a metric tonnage of offbeat and fun non-collectable card games.
We were talking a few weeks ago, and as it turns out he mentioned he was getting rid of stuff to clear out the basement at his father's house, who passed away in December. A lot of it was the rpg books he hadn't used in a long time, so he passed a few of them my way. Mostly Mekton rpg books, a TFOS rpg source book, and much to my surprise, the Escaflowne Memories of Gaia book. Needless to say I was happy as a kid on Christmas morning, and I thanked him for the books, and promised that they would be put to good use.

He passed away Monday, by way of suicide, and for the fact alone, this world is a little dimmer and less fun for him no longer being here. I'm still trying wrap my head around all of this, it doesn't feel real, and yet it is. I'm angry, confused and most of all hurt.
I mean there are classic 80's and early 90's anime I started watching at his recommendations, which I'll never get to talk to him about. Ever.
Honestly I feel like have lost a brother, and it sucks on levels I've never felt. I won't be able to make the funeral, but I will be buying a bottle of German mead with my next check, and drink in his honor.

As he was named the groups' "Finicky Barbarian", I'll just place a quote by another friend of his here:

"Make your journey to Valhalla, may the shield maidens lift you up on high, praise your deeds and your good natured soul.
May your mead cup never empty and have a sword by your side.
And when it is my time we will drink as brothers.
Sjáumst Jarl Al.
"

Thanks for everything. This is for you.

  • Listening to: Escaflowne series end theme
  • Reading: Various art books.
  • Watching: A metric tonnage of tutorials
  • Eating: Not much of an appetite.
  • Drinking: Water

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