internet, meet [insert title of glam's webseries]

[mxglam]

To Glam's continued delight, more kissing sessions happen on the following days (when they're feeling like a boy). They haven't met her parents as her official boyfriend or girlfriend or whatever yet, and don't mind it too much.

News about Purity's escape surprises exactly no one, but the Protectorate's reputation suffers a blow because of the attack; after all, the heroes were beaten on their home turf. The PHO forums are abuzz, though rumors of Glam's death at the hands of Hookwolf (probably started by same) prove largely unfounded.

And Glam really should get to their webisodes and start building a steadier rep. And that's (one of the reasons) why they're in Lorica's workshop a few days later.

"So what should I do? I haven't posted anything since Purity, should probably make this more of a habit."

Comments

[mrglam]

So many of those!

"The microwave thing was also utterly precious. Do you have to go around not paying attention to electronics all the time?"

[thinkering]

"I'm fine with, like, lights, and I start to have trouble around the level of a coffeemaker. Anything with settings that can't change them on its own bugs me. Dimmer switches are sort of a gray area."

[mrglam]

"Are they supposed to figure the right dimness out on their own?"

[thinkering]

"It would be nice! But it requires discernment out of proportion to the complexity of the task itself so I can live with it."

[mrglam]

"Mmm, yeah, you're about the cutest thing in this universe."

[thinkering]

"Because I can't look at microwaves."

[mrglam]

"Among other things, yes."

[thinkering]

So she kisses him.

[mrglam]

So he kisses her back!

[thinkering]

But no getting carried away. There is a boy in her room and the door's open.

[mrglam]

Mmhm, yes, indeed.

"...so what's up with the door rule?"

[thinkering]

"It's stupid, because they're not policing whether we're alone in my workshop or your room, but there you go," she shrugs.

[mrglam]

"But, I mean... Does it just not occur to them, or what? Your dad - Charlie - even mentioned that he doesn't know what we do when we're in your room."

[thinkering]

"That's not what he meant, he just meant we hang out a lot and he's usually not around. I don't know if it doesn't occur to them or what but my guess is they're just doing The Parent Thing and the Parent Thing involves the door rule but does not involve requiring me to be chaperoned at all times."

[mrglam]

"O...kay, I guess," he says dubiously.

[thinkering]

"It's dumb, but it's not worth it to fight them on it."

[mrglam]

"Yeah, and my room's pretty comfy, too."

[thinkering]

"Yep."

[mrglam]

So now is probably time for more kisses!

[thinkering]

Kisses are good.

[mrglam]

Yes, they are!

"I know I said I wouldn't mind if you had spider mandibles and we couldn't kiss, but boy am I glad we can."

[thinkering]

"I remember you claiming you didn't care that much about makeouts," accuses Bella. "I think I have to differ with you on how much you care about makeouts."

[mrglam]

"Well... I mean, it's not that I don't care about makeouts, really, just like it's not that I don't care about... movies, or musicals, or dates, or discussing strategy. It's that those are nonessential but desirable features of any arrangement where you and I are together."

[thinkering]

Giggle.

[mrglam]

"I was crushing on you long before I knew what making out with you was like, or what you looked like, and we still haven't technically gone on a date. All of those things sure are nice to have with you, it's the 'having things with you' part that makes me happiest." He plants a peck on her lips.