K-9 Troubles (Ireland + Danmark)

[luckotheirish]

((Oh so creatively titled. <3))

Sean Murphy just wanted a normal day. Or, as normal as it could be, given the school he was currently returning to from an afternoon out. Just a normal, quiet day, where nothing was any more out of the ordinary than usual.

Unfortunately, the unwanted companion that was now following him made that near-impossible for him.

He glanced back with uneasy ice-blue eyes at the fairly large dog that was following him. Judging from its behavior, it didn't seem all that threatening. But memories of vicious growls and teeth and claws, and the knowledge that one should never judge by appearance, kept the Irishman from trusting the beast.

He tried his best to ignore it in the hope that it would eventually lose interest, but it seemed that every time he looked back, it was still there, following in his steps not more than ten meters away. It was enough to make him uncomfortable, but he tried not to hurry his steps any more than a brisk walk. Running would make things worse, he reasoned with himself, even as he itched to get away from the thing. The school shouldn't be that far. All he had to do was just ignore it long enough to safely get inside, and then he would probably never see the dog again.

Or, so he hoped, at least. The fact that it seemed to be getting closer did nothing to calm his nerves.

He walked a bit faster.

Just get to the school, just get to the school, it's not going to hurt you, it's not going to hurt you, he thought to himself, a sort of mantra that he kept going through. Yes, the dog was getting closer, and yes, it looked quite interested in him. But it would go away soon enough. And then he would be at school again, and he would be safe. No growling, no bites, no barking--

The dog barked, loudly, less than three meters away, and before he realized what he was doing, Sean was racing toward the school in a panic-filled sprint. Realizing he wasn't going to make it inside (the dog was most surely chasing after him), he grabbed onto the first person he came across. He had no idea who it was, but nevertheless, he pulled them between him and the direction he'd just ran from, using them as a shield between him and the dog.

He trembled.

[MATHIAS ANDERSEN]

“Okay mor- okay. J-ja… Jeg forstår.” Mathias shook his head, and gripped tighter on the phone as his mother continued to yell at him very loudly at his lack of ”care at the funds they owed.” Didn’t his mother know!? It wasn’t that he didn’t care about the money he owed, it was just that he couldn’t stop getting into stupid little accidents that always costed him money. It wasn’t his fault he was accident-prone. Okay maybe he did need to get better at controlling his somewhat explosive temper, but that didn’t mean he didn’t care! It just meant... he was accident prone.

Sighing loudly, Mathias pulled the phone away from his ear a moment, before deciding to set it down on the small table next to his bed. He needed to get some fresh air. Sure leaving his phone on the side table with a call to Denmark would end up costing quite a bit, but that was just his way of showing how much he cared at the amount of funds he owed. Plus maybe his mother just needed to get some frustration out of her system. Maybe she had no real motive for calling him in the middle of the day on a weekend to bug him about what a dumb, forgetful boy he was.

Mathias decidedly unwrinkled his pants, and began to pace out of the room, still hearing his mother’s yelling by the time he got to the door. He even wondered if she had noticed how quiet he was being as he slipped out into the hallway.

Maybe he would just go somewhere cool today on his own. He really didn’t need to stay at school anyway. There was after all, a beach within walkin distance so if he really wanted to go anywhere, there was always the beach open for grabs. Yeah, maybe he’d just go for a nice walk on the beach. He needed to relax after talking to his mom for so long anyway. His mother could be quite the um... annoying woman when she wanted to be.

Shaking the thoughts of his mother away, Mathias quietly walked down the hall to exit the building and leave the school. He was kind of happy that he was a senior now, because that meant he was able to leave the school without permission, not that he had gotten permission to leave the school before ever. Now he just couldn’t get in trouble for it.

Mathias started to whistle a little tune to himself as he paced down the sidewalk. He didn’t realize it, but he wasn’t paying attention to much of anything, or to what was going on around him, that when a kid grabbed his shoulder’s and turned him into a human shield—well lets just say that scared him out of his life.

”Whoa! Whoa! Whats going on!?” Mathias blinked rapidly and attempted to look at the person who was now using him to protect themselves.Turning his head, he caught a glimpse of blonde-orange hair. Of course it was some girly looking ginger kid. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever seen the kid around before, or maybe he’d had. How could he ever miss so much orange hair? What with all the blondes running around everywhere. He really needed to open his eyes more.

”What are you even protecting yourself from anyway?” He began to glance around frantically, his eyes scanning the area, trying to come up with an answer, when he suddenly saw it. A rather large dog, that was staring expentantly at the two, while sitting lightly on his haunches. The creature seemed harmless enough, but it was a rather large dog... and Mathias knew how some people could be afraid of large dogs. But really, the dog looked so innocent and sweet! There was nothing to be afraid of right?

The dog then hopped up once more and began to pace over to them, at a rather quick pace, staring directly at Mathias’ new friend, as if Mathias wasn’t there at all.

((DANISH MEANS, "OKAY MOM, OKAY. Y-YES, I UNDERSTAND." Word up.))

[luckotheirish]

Sean pointed helplessly at the dog, still hidden behind Mathias in a poor attempt to shield himself. "That. It's been following me for the past half hour." He said, his Irish accent sounding thicker now that he was afraid.

So he'd hidden behind a male, that much he made out. Well, points for him. Maybe this new person would be nice enough to get the dog to leave. From what he could tell, he'd found a pretty strong guy, and he felt a little bit safer now. Maybe he'd be okay...

This sense of safety, however, crashed down around him as the dog stepped closer, staring intently at the Irishman.

He whimpered a little, rather pathetically on his part, and hid further behind Mathias. "Makeitgoaway, makeitgoaway, goaway, goaway..." He mumbled, his words blending together in his distressed state, making them sound like four words became one.

He was doomed. He knew it. Dogs almost always seemed to have something against him. It was getting closer, and closer, and any minute now, it would pounce and he'd have to go to the hospital again, and then his mother would be there and he'd have to explain himself; not to mention this guy might get hurt in the process...

He was screwed.

[MATHIAS ANDERSEN]

Mathias was still a bit startled by the student hiding behind him. What in the world did the student want from him? It was just a dog. A rather goofy looking one at that. Its fur was extremely matted and messy, its fur falling in thick chunks over its eyes even, which made Mathias wonder how the dog was even able to see. The white fur (well what was once white fur) was grimy and grey and flecked with dirt, leaves, glass, and who knew what else. Obviously there was nothing to be afraid of, because this dog was just some stupid stray that posed absolutely no harm to anything… other than being well, unsightly.

“Hey! Look it’s just a dog… calm down some. It probably just likes you!” Mathias pulled away from the other student, and crossed his arms over his chest, “Besides, look at how cute he is!” Sure, the dog was quite grimy, but Mathias couldn’t help but think that with a bit of cleaning, the dog would be quite cute and lovable. Mathias just wasn’t exactly sure if he wanted to um… touch it right now, so he was quite glad that he stepped aside, because within moments, the dog dashed over to his new friend and was rubbing lightly on his leg.

“Ahh, see how sweet he is? He just wanted some love!” Mathias let out a hearty chuckle, and was about to pace away, when suddenly the dog began to bark at him. His first reaction was to raise an eyebrow and turn towards it, “What…?” He stated lightly as he crossed his arms once more, “Do you want something dog?”

The dog began to lean heavily against the other, rather cowardly boy, and continued to bark at Mathias. What in the world could this dog want from him? So much for sweetness and loving. He held his hands out in front of him a moment, and shook his head rather awkwardly at it. Dumb thing. What in the world was it thinking?

“Hey… ginger kid? You might want to tell you new found to stop barking at me!” Mathias wasn’t threatening. Or at least, when he wasn’t angry he wasn’t threatening. He did have some um… tendencies to fly off the handle, but when he wasn’t angry he never thought of himself as threatening. He was actually quite calm and lighthearted! And truth be told, he loved animals. He was never really fond of small dogs, but that was about it. He never before had any problems with large dogs.

Until now that was. Now it was like he needed protection or something. Not that he wasn’t capable of fending off a stupid goofy dog. He just didn’t think that the dog would be end up attempting to protect this new kid and try going after him instead. It was just silly, and quite frankly Mathias didn’t want to deal with a boy who couldn’t fend for himself, and a dog who was just TRYING to piss him off. He turned his head once again and attempted to pace away once again, but he was cut short when the dog suddenly jetted towards him full speed, and launched itself onto him, tackling Mathias to the ground.

Mathias hit the ground quite hard, and wasn’t even able to react before the dog dug its nose into his pocket and dug out a large pink cupcake, before it released its hold on him and went trotting carelessly back over to ginger kid.

Mathias could feel a deep sigh resonate in his throat as he pulled himself back upwards, “Yo! Feed your pets gingie!” He got up in annoyance and swiped off his jacket.

... He really was planning on eating that thing too.

[luckotheirish]

"Just make it leave." Sean said, admittedly ashamed of his display of cowardice. But the dog was huge and dirty and it barked and wouldn't leave him alone and--

It started rubbing against him, and Sean flinched, having half a mind to yell "NO" or "GO AWAY" or something to that extent. But he held his tongue, not wanting to provoke it. And by god, it was filthy. He shivered, looking at Mathias helplessly as the Dane began to walk away. No, please, don't leave, get it away from me, please don't leave! He shouted in his head, but he couldn't bring himself to say as much out loud. He just wanted the dog to go away. He was too nice to kick it, and he was too scared to yell at it. Why him? Why was it always--

It barked again, and he let out a small squeak despite himself as he flinched. Why wouldn't the thing just be quiet, or better yet, go away? It wasn't necessarily that he hated dogs, no, they just...made him nervous. Really nervous. Especially big dogs.

And this was a big dog.

Something in the back of his mind twitched in annoyance as Mathias referred to him as "ginger kid", but he would protest later. After the dog was gone.

He winced as it barreled Mathias over, and despite his slight annoyance at the other teen, he had half a mind to ask if the Dane was alright. But then he saw what the dog had been after, and he couldn't help but let a weak smile make its way onto his face.

Which promptly turned into a look that was a mix between irritation and anxiety as the dog walked back over to him, and Mathias addressed him.

"My name is Sean, not gingie, and that is not my pet!" As if to prove his point, he tried inching away from the dog uneasily, hoping it wouldn't follow...or attack him.

God, what if it attacked him?

"Just...how do I get it to go away?" He asked, looking helpless.

[MATHIAS ANDERSEN]

Okay, so Mathias was a bit irritated, and when people were irritated they often times said things that they didn’t mean. But as for referring to Sean as “gingie” it wasn’t out of irritation, but more or less out of good fun right? Mathias laughed to spite himself. Sure his cupcake had been stolen, but hopefully he’d just be able to get back to his dorm room and get a new one, simple as that. He didn’t really need to feel all that annoyed about being over taken by a silly mutt.

“Okay gingie, thanks for telling me your name! My name is Mathias! And sure I can help you rid yourself of this dog, but let me tell you, it won’t be easy. It requires much hard work and special training and you might break a few bones in the process. Are you sure you want to go through with it?” Mathias once again let out a slight chuckle, before moving over to Sean and the dog, and bending down to be at the dog’s level.

“Well hello Mr. Dog. Can you please give me that cupcake? I was planning on eating it and it is, after all, mine and I’m not all that sure that I want to share it with you, and… well, I do want to eat SOMETHING for lunch and that something is not air or grass.” He held out his hand in expectation, as if the dog was really going to drop the cupcake into his hand because that was where Mathias expected it to be.

Surprisingly enough though, the dog did end up dropping the cupcake into his hand, (After giving him quite the sad expression, of course.) and Mathias once again found himself laughing, “Thank you buddy! That was really sweet!” He used his free hand to pat the dog’s matted head, before he stood up and stared at Sean a moment, his chuckle dying away into a warm grin, “This is how you get rid of a dog.”

He quickly removed the plastic wrapping of his cupcake, and let it fall to the ground, before pulling his arm back into a wind-up and chucking the delicious food object as far as his arm would let him. The dog jumped up as it flew, his tail wagging wildly— and he watched as the cupcake flew to the ground and splattered into the grass, before decided that he did indeed want to chase after it. (Which in a way made Mathias quite proud, because he’d always been a good baker and it made him quite proud that his food was good enough to chase after… even if it was just a dog.)

“See how easy that was? Almost as easy as pie!” He proudly crossed his arms over his chest, before he turned back around towards Sean, “I told you that dog wasn’t going to do any—“ A pummeling into his back once again knocked him over. The dog had returned. That quickly. Not even three seconds later the dog had come back and had overtaken Mathias once again. He was beginning to wonder if his weight training was really of any use to him at this rate.

Sighing, he tried to pull himself up again, only to find that dog had decided to lie down on his back. Lovely. Just lovely.

“Ca-can you help me out gingie and call this dog over before I. Kill. It?” He continued trying to push himself upwards, but the way the dog was laying on him made it almost impossible… boy he must’ve looked quite stupid right now.

[luckotheirish]

This time, Sean did let out a weak but amused chuckle. He couldn't help but feel mildly sorry for the guy, despite repeatedly being referred to as 'Gingie' (again, something in the back of his mind twitched in irritation), and almost felt guilty for having hidden behind him, therefore pulling him into this mess.

He sighed, a thought suddenly occurring to him. His ability may not seem all that great, he thought, but at the very least, it could help in this situation. The feeling of shame once again threatened to bubble up at his apparent lack of foresight (honestly, why hadn't he thought to use his ability before?), but he squashed it down in an attempt to concentrate. He was quiet for a moment, before he hesitantly called the dog to him.

He was scared, yes. Bad, terror-filled memories were clawing at the surface of his mind, just daring him to let them in; memories of pain, loud growling and barking, and long days in the hospital. But he tried to push these thoughts aside as he uneasily reached out a hand as an invitation for the dog to come.

The dog crawled off of Mathias's back and trotted over to the Irishman contentedly, allowing Sean to anxiously pat its filthy head before really beginning to munch on the cupcake it had purloined. It seemed to take no more notice of the unfortunate Dane, which Sean saw as a good sign. At the very least, this was some practice, and it seemed as though it paid off.

Sean chewed on his lip thoughtfully for a moment before turning his gaze back to Mathias sheepishly. "I'm sorry for any inconvenience, I'm...not a dog person, in case you couldn't tell." He held out a hand, the one he hadn't petted the dog with, in a silent offer to help Mathias up as an apology. "I'm Sean Murphy. You?"

[MATHIAS ANDERSEN]

Mathias was quite relieved when Sean was able to get the dog off the top of him. He hadn’t the slightest idea how a dog had managed to best him twice in a less than five minute span, but it had happened, and luckily enough this kid was able to help him.
Even though he was almost certain this kid was just some silly young sidekick. His whole character screamed of it. His fear of dogs, the way he held himself, the way he pulled Mathias in front of him when he needed protection… he screamed of side-kickism.

But then again. Mathias was acting like more of a sidekick than he was. After all, Sean—whose name he had just learned—was able to save him from the evil dirty mutt in almost no time flat. It was reasons like this that often left Mathias wondering if the hero-sidekick system of his school was a bit flawed. Did it always have to be based on powers? Were there other things that factored into whether one became a hero or a sidekick? Were sidekicks always smarter than the heroes? Sometimes these stupid questions actually keep him from sleeping at night. He didn’t even know why either. Like sometimes he wondered what would happen if he were ever made a sidekick…

…Oh that wasn’t a pleasant thought. He could just imagine himself as a sidekick… he’d probably be the most disobedient loud-mouthed obnoxious sidekick ever. Like the sidekick that everyone dreads having. Then he’d just end up lonely, with absolutely no friends. Mathias didn’t really have a lot of close friends in the first place, but he’d always found it relatively easy to make friends, because he was in fact, quite outgoing compared to most people he’d met. Or at least he thought so. Some people just seemed to find him a loud-mouthed guy with a temper that could scare even the bravest of souls. He definitely was not sidekick material. He just wasn’t all that smart or good at problem solving… he was quite frankly more muscle than anything.

And while he was idling in his thoughts, he realized that he had forgotten to introduce himself. Silly me. He thought to himself quietly, he must think I’m some kind of rude idiot. He tossed up his hand suddenly, after pulling himself off of the ground.

“My name is Mathias Andersen. It’s nice to know my friend Gingie here has a name. Sean. Not a bad one I might add. You seem like a pretty cool guy.” He then moved back towards Sean and the dog who had stolen his cupcake, “Yeah, I could tell you weren’t. But that’s okay. Not everyone can like animals I guess! I guess you just have to grow up around nice ones to like all of the right? No hard feelings about my picking on you alright?” Mathias was actually growing fond of Sean. Sure Sean did seem a bit well… timid… but there were a lot of people who were timid. It wasn’t everyone who go around sticking their heads into dangerous places that easily. But Sean did manage to face his face to help pull the dog away from Mathias, and quite frankly, Mathias really admired that. Gingie was a nice kid.

“So I don’t have to think about to guess that you are a sidekick? I myself, am a hero, but don’t let that worry you… I’m not that cool of a hero. I kind of stink at using my powers, and heck, most of the time I don’t even understand what it is that they do! Sometimes I think they are just here to cause me trouble. Like this one time I was so mad that I ripped out some kids nipple piercing! And yes, that is as gross as it sounds, believe me! I bet it hurt hell too, I mean, it did look—I’m talking too much again. Sorry. That’s a bad habit of mine. People tell me I’m too loud all the time anyway.” It was like frigging word vomit. He just. Could not. Stop talking, “So. Tell me a bit about yourself! I don’t think I’ve seen you around school much… are you a freshman? You don’t seem like a freshman to me though… you seem older. But I really don’t think I’ve seen you around… really I haven’t.”

He wasn’t exactly sure if he was just being too optimistic again or if he was just being his usual jabber-jaw self, but he felt like he had the potential to befriend Sean. Plus Sean did seem like a rather confused little ginger kid anyway, and he was pretty cute, so all the more reason to be friendly! Plus friendliness did go a longer way than meanness. He’d witnessed that many times in his life.

[luckotheirish]

After the dog had sat down, Sean felt much more at ease. He was no longer trembling, and his heart rate had slowed down to normal, and now that his head was clearer, he could act more like himself. He still felt bad about dragging Mathias into this mess, but he was glad that the Dane appeared not to mind.

Though he was still wary about the mutt behind him, Sean tried to pay it no mind as he responded to Mathias's rambling. "It's no matter, I talk a lot myself. I'm a Senior, but I only got here this year(*). I mostly stick to the library if I'm not out for a drink, that's probably why we haven't met. Nice to meet you. And it's not really that I don't like animals, I've just...had bad past experiences with dogs, is all." He rubbed at the back of his neck sheepishly, "Don't trust 'em anymore unless I know they aren't going to hurt me."

Mathias didn't seem like too bad of a guy, Sean thought. He had a feeling that they could be good friends. He rather liked that thought. Being new in a place like this wasn't always easy, and he liked the idea of gaining a friend in his own year. Despite his love for socializing, he didn't actually have that many friends yet, and the possibility of gaining another cheered him up considerably.

At the mention of his status, he smiled a little. "Yeah, I'm just a sidekick. I don't mind, though. I prefer to stay in the background, aside from a good fight every now and then. I'm sure you're better than I am." After all, he really wasn't that impressive, he thought. He could hold his own in a fight, but on the whole, he wasn't that strong. He wouldn't boast about something he couldn't do, after all.

As he chatted with Mathias, Sean didn't notice that the dog had finished the cupcake, and was now getting up to trot away contentedly. It was as if all it had wanted was the cupcake, and now that it had eaten, it had other places to be. Or perhaps the whole ordeal was planned, and Sean and Mathias's meeting had been its intention...but it was more likely that it had just wanted something to eat.

After all, organizing a situation in which two potential friends could meet wasn't something dogs did every day...right?

(*I'm not actually entirely sure if that's true, it's just what I'm assuming. I can always change it, if you want me to~)

[MATHIAS ANDERSEN]

“Ahh cool! And it’s okay that you are a sidekick. I have plenty of friends that are sidekicks. Being a sidekick isn’t bad I don’t think. Not that I’d really know, because I’m not one, but you get the idea right? But you are a senior!? Why weren’t you here before? This is my fourth year in this place… and I still haven’t the slightest idea on how to use my powers. I really suck.” He laughed awkwardly, and placed his hand on the crook of his neck, “Personally, I hardly ever use them… even when I’m in a fight… I tend to resort to actually…” Well he really didn’t want to go there but it was true. He could often times be much too violent for his own good. But it seemed that Sean was a lucky enough kid, because he was in Math’s good graces.

“I tend to actually hit them more than I should…” He began to pace down the walkway, signaling for Sean to follow him, “I know we have class soon, but we have a while before it starts, let’s go back to the dorms so I can get another cupcake for lunch, and maybe even some real food.” Sure Mathias could always go back to his room during lunch, but he hated wasting his lunch periods in the dorm rooms when it was such a nice day outsi— A loud boom of thunder suddenly sounded across the sky, practically causing Mathias to jump into Sean’s arms.

“Wh-whoa! S-so much for nice day! Let’s hurry before it starts pouring!” One thing Mathias had learning from living in Florida for so long, was that unexpected thunder storms were… well to be expected. Especially in the warmer months. He laughed a bit, and grabbed a hold of Sean’s wrist, dragging him along, “Come on, come on! Quick!” He tugged at Sean some more, trying to make him speed up some.

But before they even reached the room though, of course, the rain started up. Heck, it wasn’t even rain. It was more than rain. It was a monsoon. A monsoon that caused the two boys to be drenched to the bone before they even reached the safety of the overhang in front of the dorms, and Mathias didn’t even realize he was laughing until they were standing together underneath the overhand.

“Oh boy I bet we have a lot of explaining to do! Look at us! We look silly being this wet!” He patted himself down and tried to shake off all of the water that had probably mucked up his hair by now. Hey! He spent a lot of time in the morning on his hair! He wasn’t exactly all that fond of seeing it being messed up usually. But… he was actually quite happy right now, so that didn’t bother him as much as it would’ve normally. He probably would just mess with it again later. Plus, seeing him with his hair down was a nice surprise for some people, especially his friends who often wondered how long his hair actually was. They’d probably be surprised to find that it was actually quite long, probably even longer than some of theirs. On top of that though, it had a tendency to fall into his eyes when it was down, so half of the time, he couldn’t see, oh this would be so fun. He was getting giddy just thinking about the reactions. Even if it did put him through hell and back, the reactions would be so worth it.

“Sorry about that Sean, living here you should get used to these silly random rainstorms!” He found himself shouting rather loudly over the heavy rainstorm, but within seconds, (of course this was how it went in this weird place.) the rain stopped again, and the sun was shining. Mathias tilted his head back and let out a deep laugh, “Heyy! Look! A rainbow!” He jumped out from under the overhang and out into the grass again, “Ahh! It’s so cool! I love those things!” He pointed his finger outward and splashed into a puddle, “And puddles!” He kicked his foot back and forth a moment, before he suddenly realized that he was acting quite ridiculous, and he pulled his foot to his side, and stopped kicking for a moment, “See? It’s pretty right!?” He pointed upwards once again.

[luckotheirish]

"I only just moved here this year from Ireland." Sean said, chuckling amusedly, "I don't use my power much, either." He always felt as if he were cheating when he used his powers, and cheating was something Sean was immensely disapproving of. It was for this reason that Sean only ever used his ability when he felt he really needed to, which, needless to say, wasn't very often.

It could possibly have been useful during all the fights he got into, but by the time he resorted to that level of brutality, he was usually too drunk to care.

As Mathias moved, Sean followed, looking curious as the Dane spoke. "Ah, I understand that. I get into fights quite a bit myself, actually. And food sounds good." Just as he said that, however, he heard thunder crash, and he found himself being pulled toward the school with Mathias, their quick pace only serving to make them get wetter faster.

Despite this, Sean found himself grinning as he kept pace with Mathias. It was a bit more difficult for him than it would be for a slightly taller person, as he was noticeably shorter than Mathias (and almost everyone else in the school), but he managed.

As they finally reached the overhang, Sean laughed along with Mathias, looking down at his soaked clothing with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. "Don't worry, I'm used to it." He said, chuckling. Indeed, he was very used to it; having lived in both Ireland and, for a time, Britain, he was quite used to rain.

Still, he usually had an umbrella with him.

At the mention of a rainbow, Sean looked curiously over to where Mathias was pointing. He laughed at Mathias's childish antics, and would have joined him if he weren't so intrigued by the rainbow. It was a full rainbow, stretching across the sky in a complete arc. "It's beautiful!" He said, stepping out from under the overhang to better admire the rainbow with his new acquaintance. He wondered idly if there really was a pot of gold at the end of it, but smiled and shook his head.

What would he do with that, anyway?

((Um. Not the best ending ever, but with mom distracting me, it was the best I could do. The end! ...or is it?
*ominous music plays as screen darkens*))