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"i dont mind"

"though a scarf would be nice"

"make sure the wools soft though if youre gettin me a scarf"

"less irritation on my gills an all"

He stood up eventually, moving to look at the fish. He didn't really nee to, but he felt a bit bad about distracting Dave from his friend time. "yeah thanks. theyre probably just bored an need to complain about somethin"

2015-08-30 04:41:59

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"no problem. Egs has decided he wants to go eat ice cream to celebrate his flawless performance, so ill catch you later. maybe even call you at night. love you babe." more lame heart emojis.

2015-08-30 04:43:31

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"havve fun eatin ice cream then"

"love you too"

He sent a heart emoji of his own, smiling a bit before putting his phone to the side and just looking at the fish. The little seahorses bubbles at him, and he reached out to press his finger to the glass. It said a little hello and bumped the glass.

2015-08-30 04:51:05

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He smiled a bit at the heart before putting the phone away. They walked to the park, just enjoying the looks they were getting, but Dave suspects it was mostly because of how much they pop out in the crowd, and not actually their good looks, which is a shame, because they look pretty good.

2015-08-30 04:53:17

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He ended up dragging his chair over from the desk, sitting down in it and staring listlessly at the fish tank. They'd quieted down, probably content he was paying attention to them now.

A while later he went to go make something to eat, and to check on his tattoos. The throbbing had dulled, become a more of a background feeling by now.

2015-08-30 05:01:27

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Dave and John had a hard time not messing up their suits while they ate the ice cream, but they managed well enough. They went around doing fuck knows what, only really coming back to see what the results were, thrilled to find that John was the first person to perform tomorrow.

2015-08-30 05:03:25

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He went to be early, almost straight after he'd finished dinner and had a quick shower. He didn't end up falling asleep straight away though, just spent it staring at the fish tank and watching them all swim around.

2015-08-30 05:14:41

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John ends up winning the fourth and fifth round the next few days. So now he's in the finals, and its Friday. He has to compete against 10 other people only, and he's nearly having a panick attack.

2015-08-30 12:07:28

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The tattoo on his shoulderblade had taken the longest time; two wholes days to complete. It wasn't even as big as the other two, but Eridan wanted to make sure it was absolutely perfect, so just took the extra day to do the little bits of colour and touchups that it needed.

When he was finished, all three of his tattoos looked awesome.

2015-08-30 20:44:39

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Dave was currently at the auditorium, biting his lip nervously. He decided to wear Eridan's hoodie toady for good luck, but that didn't stop him from being nervous. He grabs his phone.

"so john made it to the finals and were both kind of having a panic attack in a bottle. hes about to go on stage"

2015-08-30 20:46:59

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He was doing little touchups of colour on his thigh then he got the message. He finished off what he was doing before putting down the tattoo gun and reaching for his phone.

"wwhy are you havvin a panic attack if youvve got full confidence of the fact that john wwill not only wwin, hell leavve evveryone behind in a cloud of pianofied dust"

"good luck though"

2015-08-30 20:50:02

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"dont get me wrong like hell do a sailor moon transformation dance on the fucking stage if needed and wear a short little skirt while he plays"

"but im still nervous as shit for him"

"because his hands are getting sweaty and that's never good"

"what if he misses a key"

"and the judges go oh fuck this guy then"

"its the last day dude there are 2000 bucks on the table right now we cant gamble we have to have a good game, john needs those"

He bit his lip a bit harder, his leg starting to shake a little.

2015-08-30 20:52:10

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"davve"

"did it occur to you at all that maybe you freakin out wwould make him freak out more"

"stoic mr strider is freakin out oh shit this cant be good"

"davve support your fuckin friend an tell him hes gonna kick ass"

"an if not youll kick peoples asses for him"

"Hes gonna be fine fuck its like youvve nevver seen the kid play an havve qualms about his playin skill"

2015-08-30 20:54:40

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"john isnt here i cant make him nervous if he is like 50 meters away. and i did tell him he was going to be fucking great, i just lowkey doubt that."

"im probably horrible for thinking that. eh."

"oh shitshit sh it hes coming pn stage"

"i mean on"

"fuck i cant even type this fool is making me nervous"

2015-08-30 20:56:53

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"your facial expression"

"is not stoic right noww"

"givve the fucker a thumbs up an make sure that if he should glance out at the audience youre fuckin smiling a little for him"

"support your friend an stop textin me you dork"

2015-08-30 20:58:03

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Dave immediately drops the phone on his lap and holds his thumbs up like it depends on his life.

He can see John blushing on the stage, like he wants him to stop.

He grins and raises his hands a bit more, just as John sits down.

Talk about appropriate behavior.

2015-08-30 20:59:23

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Eridan rolled his eyes at his phone, smiling a little. Dave's antics were funny, and he really really wanted to kiss the damn guy. He'd be gone a whole week. No kisses for a week.

But, he did have his surprise and hopefully a gift from Dave to make up for it.

He checked over his tattoos, and deemed them all done and finished.

2015-08-30 21:01:16

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Dave is being the soccer mom right now, except less loud, and less mom, and more camera. The soccer can stay, there's nothing wrong with soccer.

John, of course, doesn't glance away from the piano once he starts playing, because who does that? However, he does eventually block out everyone else and just focuses on the keys, as the people are out of his field of vision, but Dave couldn't be prouder.

He doesn't know if it is because he is his best friend, or if it is because he's particularly nervous right now, but it sounded like he played like an angel that just descended and graced them all with his fingers. In the least dirty way of the sentence.

Once he was done, he dropped his phone on the seat and started clapping as he stood, whistling a little because soccer mom Dave, and John's face goes red again, grinning as he gets up. He quickly bows down to the jury and walks off, looking more confident than when he came in.

2015-08-30 21:04:48

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Eridan had cleaned and packed up all of the tools and inks, putting them back in the box neatly and putting it away. He'd bandaged up himself properly, following the instructions from the book to a T.

He sat down on his bed afterwards, blanket wrapped loosely around himself and phone and laptop with him as he waited for Dave's report on the performance.

2015-08-30 21:07:02

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"bro i cant"

"ok just have this while we go freak out like japanese school girls outside so that we dont bother the next guy"

Dave quickly sent him the 9 minute long video, before going outside, John following him with a grin on his face.

2015-08-30 21:08:07

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He laughed at the text, sending back a lil heart.

"go for it."

He played the video straight after, settled comfortably in the blankets as he watched. It was a good performance, and as far as he heard no slip ups or faults or any forms of hesitation.

2015-08-30 21:11:01

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It has hard to keep an ear out for slip ups when it came to musicians with a lot of practice, because it could be anywhere. He could have missed a repetition, he could have completely ruined the original feel of the music by playing it a little faster than it should be, or he could have just played a wrong key that still sounded good. The jury kept an eye on that, and that's why they needed the music sheets, so that they could point out the mistakes while they read the sheet. In Dave's experience with John's contests anyway.

They end up going out for coffee so that John can calm the fuck down, not ecstatic as opposed to earlier.

2015-08-30 21:13:25

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When he'd stayed with Cronus for a few weeks a year ago, he'd played music repeatedly. Always on his fucking guitar. Eridan had nothing against guitars, but the amount of times he'd heard him play it at all hours of the day and night because he couldn't sleep. It drove him mad.

But through that, he'd been able to pick up little differences from where he fucked up. The skill wasn't too good, but from what he'd heard of John's performance, there was no fuck up.

2015-08-30 21:15:45

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"ok im sure were going back home with 2000 bucks in our pockets"

"in his pocket i mean"

"he fucking earned it and this has been awesome"

"he called his dad and he says hell treat us to japanese tonight"

"fuck yes"

2015-08-30 21:17:11

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"cool"

"he has earned it"

"do you knoww wwhen theyre announcin the wwiner?"

2015-08-30 22:06:45