#dalexelsa

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Valerie did feel like she were the Annabelle Lee and Thomas might as well have been Poe himself. She felt iconic, like they were something legends were made of when they walked side-by-side all dressed up in their best in atmosphere's such as this. He made her feel like every person she touched would recall the good in her, or the laughter, or the fun goof that was inside that critical brood and not the disaster that cursed a city wide radius around her. She felt like a rock star again without being on stage.

Stage? Shit. Fuck stages. She was basically riding an Ent up a mountain with Thomas and he was talking about Isengard. What was life even right now? Damn, she loved it. "More spectacular? That's a tough prediction. But, coming from you? I think I just might believe it."

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Dale paid attention when GoGo mentioned her work uniform. The disappointment was clear when he heard about her vow even though he sort of figured that to be true from his time living with her. He still wished it had changed. It was just too easy to poke fun at. Dale confirmed. It wasn't kawaii. "Hot. For sure." Just in case she thought they were teasing. He had to reaffirm.

"I like my crop top." Dale defended with a laugh all in good humor.

Then the moment came everyone on the bus looked around and realized Figaro was the only one who read the book. Every single person shrugged clueless. "The more ya know." Said Chip. "Something about his not talking."

Scout sniggered at the comment knowing how Chip came off to the public. He might have been a talker to the family, but not anyone else. Dale might have more Wybie hair, but Chip pulled off the lack of speech. Regular Wybie was a whole different story.

She whispered the concept to GoGo only as a private thought to her friend after they were far off because as much as the siblings did poke fun at each other to their faces, sometimes they were nice enough to spare each other every little thought. With their sight they were often intrusive enough with each other's privacy.

All the joking and teasing was full blast and fun on the bus as the wheels went round and round for this drive. No one was spared. This group needed it. Not a person missed Koda's reaction to his round from Ellie. Everyone seemed to take their own mental note on that one. Grins and giggles all around.

This dress was well worth the wait. Thomas would be thinking the same thing, even if he had to wait until his death day to see his Valerie in it. He couldn’t wait to spend the night with his arms around that beautiful waist of hers, feeling the fabric, feeling her. Appreciating everything that the dress did to emphasize her - much like she thought of him, she could wear anything. Something like this - it could make someone faceless. Someone would just remember the gown and not the person wearing it, but not Valerie. Not his wife. He’d never forget the way that the fabrics made her skin appear even softer, the colors complimenting her, the shape that it gave her, oh boy, like she was sewn into it. Her face - the most stunning of all, of course. He was going to be looking into her eyes all night as he swung her around the ballroom. Of course he was going to be dancing with her. There was no chance that he wasn’t. Socials always took second place after romance.

Nothing felt more appropriate than Poe tonight. It was a Halloween ball, gothic style, in a dark and mysterious castle. Did it get more spine-chilling than that?

“I know, I always feel the same,” Thomas chuckled, holding tight to Treebeard as they were brought up the mountain in their own special way. Some people had to take the stairs, some people took the bus - these two were special enough to get their own special escort. “I’d say we’re going to end up somewhere far more spectacular than Isengard.”

He checked his pocket again. He wasn’t coming empty handed, no. He was still determined - maybe foolishly since it hadn’t worked yet - to get Frank talking about something. After all, their ladies were friends. It only seemed right. He was bringing along a tin of fine Irish tobacco, since Frank was known for smoking. Might be just the thing to get him through thte door.

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Iorek was just living his best life right now. He still mainly lived in the zoo, where it was nice and cold but he could leave his enclosure. He knew how to work the doors and it was never locked. He was getting a sugar high from the coke, so he kept wriggling his back in the seat, almost in a dance, just because his body was feeling the urge to move. Being a creature that had been in a zoo all of it’s life, it was used to stares so the gaggle of women who kept looking over at him was hardly a bother. He’d sniff them as they came on but wasn’t threatening.

GoGo wasn’t expecting much attention tonight with her attire, especially with everyone else being so dressed up. All the other ladies, Chip’s wives, it was like a fashion show. But she also couldn’t say that she wasn’t a bit pleased that the effort she put in was noticed, even if she wasn’t really the dress up type. At least not until she met Scout, who had rubbed off on her a bit.

“It was either this or my work uniform, and I made a vow to myself not to ever wear that after working hours,” Go-Go chuckled. Despite being in school almost full time, she still kept up her job at the stupid cafe. Dale had been right. She made some pretty good money there, as humiliating as it was. Besides, not like she had very much shame. If she brought some to the family name … good. “Hot is better than kawaii, I’ll take it.”

She let out a little snort of a laugh. “Independence, it helped.” After bunking with him at Elsa’s, she had moved into her own apartment and had been there since August, while he had gone off to Peru to do whatever Dale does. She never really asked questions. “Quite the crop top, Dale.”

Offended by being called Spindly? Hardly. “All the better to move faster.”

“Fun fact,” Figaro called from the front of the bus. “They put Wybie in the movie to make it LESS creepy. The book doesn’t have him, and it’s balls to the wall isolation.”

Because leave it to them to know.

But as for Ellie, all that time alone with just Babyface for company has really gotten rid of her filter, so joking and teasing, it had become a real big thing. It’s how she showed love, now more than ever. Not that she had a say in her aunt’s relationship, but that little quip was her way of letting Koda know that she approved. Anyone who could influence her aunt into wearing THAT and not something frumpy was well worth accepting.

Ellie’s grin only grew bigger when she heard Babyface stand up for her. She put an arm around his shoulder and looked at Koda. “Yeah, take that, Koda!”

Laughter was all over the bus, even Elsa smiling as she leaned into Koda to hear his compliment. “Thank you,” She said, taking the compliment without ever attempting to fish for more. “Though I do feel different tonight.”

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Elsa x Dale

Dale: ((sends link to Flaming Hot Cheetos movie for free assuming Elsa doesn't subscribe to Hulu )) Dale: It feels like something you should watch. Dale: Wanna watch it with me if I come over?

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That Moment Dale Shows Up At Elsa’s Place Alone, Not with River

@orleans-jester​

“So, uh thought you might have more of those Flaming Cheetos.” 

That’s what he would say when she opened the door even though she had brought a new stock the day before at his house when she was there. She was there a lot tending to the injured. Mostly Clopin at this point. Dale’s arms were promoted from casts to just one sling now. He wasn’t the most help with Scout out in the “Ewok Village” when she was trying to make some adjustments. Feeling useless was no fun. He could use metal skills, but arms were still very important despite how much faster they were healing with all the hoodoo involved. It still wasn’t Harry Potter bone grow over night. That would have been nice. But, he was healing quite nicely. 

He spent a lot of time with Clopin and Kuzco. He didn’t escape to the island when they weren’t living on it. That seemed off. Chip had left. He was seeing what was going down between Thomas and his father, River and Summer, Agnes and Chip. Piper spent a lot of time following him around and doting on him and driving his ear a little crazy with shit he didn’t want to hear about more often than he liked to admit. Him and Scout were becoming quite the tight knit crew. But, it wasn’t the same. There was so much change happening. It wasn’t like he had his own mother to go to and going to his fathers weren’t something he was going to touch right now. He could tell when things were tense even if they didn’t say so. Esme wasn’t around either. He wasn’t really sure if she was the one he’d ever just go chill with anyway. He knew her the least. She didn’t stay long even if it was Clopin’s daughter. It was hard to get close with everyone in the house. Everyone was used to waiting their turn on things like this. Dale was feeling a little shoved to the back of the line even if he’d never say it that way. 

Somehow this was where his feet carried him when wandering aimless to get out of the house, on Elsa’s off day, probably trying to get some space herself. 

He looked behind her through the door way. 

“So, this is your new place huh?” 

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After knocking on Elsa’s door, “Hey, are you the snow freak?” Dale had such a wonderful demeanor as his dual eyes looked her way. “I’m looking for the snow freak, but it’s cold out and the room number smeared off my hand.” 

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orleans-jester​:

Elsa: Yes.

Dale: Lucky bear

Elsa x Dale

Elsa: I'll be returning to the United States for a while but I will be coming home in time. Elsa: You are welcome to use my apartment while I am gone as long as you keep it clean.

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Elsa X Dale Text

Dale: Chips burning his room and Scouts trying to sleep and everyone else is doing important people are injured and helping shit.

Dale: You still here?

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Dale to Elsa Text

((One Mother’s Day, even though she wasn’t his mamma, and he didn’t exactly see her that way for himself, he thought it was still nice to wish the woman a good day on her holiday. So, he did with minimal effort, picked a generic gif, and sent it to her knowing River and Summer were going over there. He wanted his credit even if it was just the spokes and rust removal))

Dale: 

I helped.

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orleans-jester​:

Elsa: Why am I not surprised. Elsa: There’s an origin movie for everything these days. Elsa: Of course, anytime you like.

Dale: Because Flaming Hot Cheetos should have a hot story because they are Hot.  Dale: A mofo street thug with no real schooling working as a janitor invented them and became a head honcho of the freaking Frito company. OG gangsta  Dale: I’m about it. Cool then. Wait for me. 

Elsa x Dale

Dale: ((sends link to Flaming Hot Cheetos movie for free assuming Elsa doesn't subscribe to Hulu )) Dale: It feels like something you should watch. Dale: Wanna watch it with me if I come over?

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orleans-jester​:

Elsa x Dale

Elsa: I’ll be returning to the United States for a while but I will be coming home in time. Elsa: You are welcome to use my apartment while I am gone as long as you keep it clean.

Dale: Your cabinets count too? lol. But thanks my spot in camp isn’t exactly set up proper yet.  Dale: This trip have anything to do with Feral’s doors suddenly revolving? 

Elsa x Dale

Elsa: I'll be returning to the United States for a while but I will be coming home in time. Elsa: You are welcome to use my apartment while I am gone as long as you keep it clean.