14538/I Can Hear The Bells

I Can Hear The Bells
Date of Scene:	28 March 2023
Location:	April and Harley's Apartment.
Synopsis:	The boys come to share the good news with Harley, and she immediately starts asking all the right questions... and looking up where she can get firemen by the dozen.
Cast of Characters:	Terry O'Neil, Gar Logan, Harley Quinn

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Terry O'Neil has posed:
Isabelle, ringring? That's the doorbell! Vorpl sometimes comes in through the window, and sometimes he Rabbit Holes in- but he usually observes the regular rules of etiquette when bringing someone else along... even when that someone is his boyfrie-well, fiance.

Yes. Because that's a thing now, and the /first/ thing Terry did this morning, after waking up with a formidable hangover, was insist that they tell Harley right away before even considering making any public announcements whatsoever. "I mean, if you think about it, she has her fair share of credit..." followed by the elaboration of some early past events to Gar. Which Terry remembered /very/ clearly.

So it follows that Terry and Gar are now standing outside the apartment waiting to be let in- which is better than Teri Gar waiting outside, because models are /so/ high-maintenance.

The Cheshire cat is dressed n casual civilian clothes- hoodie and jeans, and , strangely enough, his cycling gloves worn on oth hands. He also seems to be having a hard time standing still, fidgeting with a lot of nervous energy. "Haaaarls!" he calls out, "Are you hooome?"

Gar Logan has posed:
It's something that was a very long time in coming, so long in fact that there may have been doubts it would ever happen. And then, surprise! Nothing in Gar's life is truly private, so it only made sense to ask when and where he did. Harley's going to find out soon enough.

"I'm glad you left that dumpy place you were holding me hostage in after the mutant sea turtle incident," Gar is saying quietly to Vorpal. "We could have done this there for maximum awkwardness. I never did tell you about how she threatened me, did I?" he adds.

He's dressed himself today, which is usually not the brightest idea. There's a sort of mauve dress shirt with frilly wrists that looks like it got transported out of the 70s (or some music video), tucked into black slacks. It's got a couple buttons open up at the neck. He's tried to comb his hair and do something with it, but that was doomed from the start.

Harley Quinn has posed:
There's some sound on the other side of the door. Some scuffling. The handle turns, then resets, turns, then resets. Eventually it opens up and ....

It's Lou on the other side. Big wide grin, watching Terry with that kind of look of someone that just found a tasty morsel. It licks it's chops and .....

"Lou! We don't eat Terry!" That's Harley's voice, from the depths of her room. Lou whines but steps back, letting Terry and Gar come in, ears low and it's almost as if he lets out a sigh. One day, Terry. One day.

The clownette comes walking out of the room, dressed in ..., black shorty shorts and a checkered shirt. On her head is a cap. Yes, she is very much dressed like some kind of .., coach? Well, if coaches wore shorty shorts but you get the idea.

"Terry! Gar!" She approaches, "Euro kisses..." then she goes for double kissies on cheek with Terry. Then Gar, "Omfg, where did you get this shirt..? I need this in my life." this to Gar, clearly in approval. "Come in, come in. I was doing tactics for my roller derby girls. Ooooh, I found some great ones so far..." she rubs her hands together.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
"Euro kisses!" The Cheshire grins, "Gar decided to raid the Mad Hatter's closet. The Wonderland one, not the Gotham one. He stayed at the tower for a while during the Wonderland business and left a few of his things behind." Is this true? Hard to tell, but it's plausible. "Gar likes it because it sets off his eyes beautifully. So how is the Derby practice coming along? All ready for that session at the Tower with Jinx?" he grins.

Gar Logan has posed:
Gar Logan has never been exactly comfortable around the hyenas, especially after that one time he turned into one to mess with them. It got a little too weird for him, and that's saying a lot.

"Uh, hi, Lou," he says carefully, before side-stepping and catching a glimpse of Harley coming around. He holds still when the kissy kissy happens, then glances down at the shirt - also frilly in the middle - and whaps at Vorpal's shoulder. "Tell you what, I'll send this to you later. You can keep what you have. No need for a trade." He gestures at the shirt, but particularly the booty shorts.

Eyes dart over to Vorpal. Not. A. Word. "Yeah..you, uh, gonna kick some butt, Harley?"

Harley Quinn has posed:
Harley's eyes light up like a kitten when Gar says he can get her that shirt, "Really?" big wide grin, and then taking Gar's gestures as if they meant something completely different she tells him. "I will send him some of my shorty shorts. Red and black?" she nods, "Red and black." yep, it's as if she was selectively listening to what Gar said. Just the important parts!

"And it's going alright, even if April is chickenin' out... BUT .., finding some new players, there's this albino chick who's a hellion, and Jinx of course.. And there's a few I gotta choose but ..., soon! And ....."

Harley sniffs the air. Narrows her eyes. Can she feels the NERVOUS ENERGY?

"Mmm, I can feel it comin' in the air tonight ..." she singsongs.., and yes, it's Phil Collins.

"What brings you both around? I am suwah it isn't to ask me about roller derby."

Terry O'Neil has posed:
Terry grins, "Oh, he will look great in those shorty shorts!" The particular tilt of his grin indicates that this may not actually be the first time Garfield Logan would have worn them, and that there may be a story behind it. Maybe. Perhaps.

"I /did/ come by to check on the Derby thing, 'cause I did promise to cheerlead, remember?" He winks and holds his hands up, pretending he's got pom-poms, "I'm here for the pom-poms, and the final decision on the color scheme. I was thinking Red, Black and white with a harlequin checker theme for the shirt and the shorts. Besides... do I NEED a reason to drop on my bestie?"

He does look like he may have had several extra cups of coffee, he is /very/ energetic. Even more than his usual self.

Gar Logan has posed:
Gar Logan smacks at Vorpal's shoulder a second time. "Yeah, thanks. Really," he says flatly at the teasing. "You go ahead and make that part of your cheerleader thing," he finishes, gesturing at the Puss in Gloves.

He's mostly his usual, awkward self around Harley, but there's still something different about it. "I was just reminding Vorpal of the time he had me captive in his old apartment, before he got so..catty. Remember when you came by and were trying to help in, you know, that way you have?" Gar indicates Harley, a palm held up in her direction as he moves a few feet away from the vicinity of either or both hyenas.

That was the time she point-blank asked about his sexual orientation, gave him statistics on it, and made a very clear threat if he hurt Terry. More or less. The bacon burnt in the process.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Well, all I gotta say is that my threats worked." See? They are together all because of Harley. That's what she will go with. She flops over on the couch and sprawls. Her eyes go to one, then the other. Eyes narrow. Yes, she knows they are up to something.

"I have no doubt you'd come by and check on me, Terry..." Is there a but coming? "BUT....!" there is.

"You usually don't brink Gar with ya and ya look like even more hype than usual which .., is sorta impressive." look at her using that PHD to read into people! So crazy but also so intelligent.

"And I love those colors for the cheerlead outfit."

Terry O'Neil has posed:
"-well, today I discovered you could get those cold-foam cold-brew nitro coffees at Starbux in... /trenta/ size." Well, that /could/ explain it, if thirty ounces of /that/ are careening through Terry's bloodstream.

"He never told me about the threats-" he glances at Gar, with a certain level of amusement, "What /did/ you say to the poor boy?" He settles on the couch- but on the arm rest, which is a decidedly feline impulse. "But I do have to admit you were right. He /does/ rather have a cute butt." Terry grins. He's clearly enjoy himself. Perhals a little too much.

Gar Logan has posed:
Gar Logan clears his throat. "It was something about how if I took advantage of you, knowing you liked me, she was gonna get real unfunny, real fast. So I kind of remembered that." Still, as they both know, it took quite a while for things to build, blossom, so on and so forth.

"Anyway, I turned twenty-one last year, Terry's was coming up, and when I was thinking of what to do for his birthday it just came to me. We worked out getting to have a party on Themyscira, and..go ahead." Gar indicates the gloves Vorpal's got on. It's not because it's too chilly.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Yea yea..." Harley brushes those threats as if they were not important. "I think what ya got take from all that ...." and she sits up on the couch, elbows on her knees. ".. is that you ain't afraid no moouh. And that's what matters ta me." moment of lucidity there for Harley when she says those words, looking between them for a few long moments.

"And now at least you won't blush like a maid if I ask ya if you are fucking.." her big wide grin returning.

"Yea ..., I couldn't be theah ...." And she ain't happy about that.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
"I know, but it's ok, because the party ain't over!" Terry grins and, at Gar's cue, he starts taking off the glove. Velcro strap goes fffssshhht. "Because, you see, last night, I got a whole bunch of stuff. Like..."

Glove still in hand, the cat holds up his hand, showing off a bracelet, "Kaida gave me this, isn't it adorable?"

Hand goes back to removing the glove, "And Diana wants me to work at the /Themysciran Library/, can you believe it? So of course I Said yes-"

"I fainted, then I said yes."

"And then Rae gave me the /original/ manuscript for Alice in Wonderland... and then-" a fond look at Gar as he removes his glove. "This wonderful, delightful fool-"

He extends the uncovered hand now.

A ring on his finger.

Gar Logan has posed:
"AND he didn't faint when I got down on one knee," Gar says, a hint of pride seeping out of his words. "So I guess that means the offer of the library job hit him harder than me proposing," he then huffs, reaching out to swat Vorpal's shoulder a /third/ time.

He goes on. "But..we've both probably been thinking about this for a while, and I didn't know when the right time would be. I didn't want to do it too soon, but then I started thinking both of us being twenty-one would be good to wait for, and when I heard he wanted to go to Themyscira again for his birthday...well." He points at the ring, as if to say the rest is history.

He shoots Harley a look. "There's still stuff I'm gonna blush at, because I might be in the public eye but that doesn't mean I want /everything/ public, but..I was finally ready."

Harley Quinn has posed:
As Terry goes through the various gifts he was offered Harley is twirling a fingertip with a ponytail, eyes glinting. Spotting the bracelet. Then nodding vigorously at becoming a Themysciran librarian. "Does that mean next time I go to Themyscira you might be theah?!"

There's a blink as Harley then looks at that glove coming off. Spots the ring. Eyes widen. She jumps from the couch.

"Ya finally did it!" She jumps to give the duo a hug. Which considering her increased strength is considerably tight and powerful, holding each to her cheeks, "Ooooh, and I misssedddd it.... But ...."

Always a but.

"I already know what my gift foh ya is gonna be..." a beat, "Time to organize the biggest, best bachelah's party ever!" oh yes, her mind is already working on what will be happening. "Do you think they let half naked firemen into wonderland..., oh it's bettah ta ask forgiveness than permission.."

Tight Harley squeeze with both arms.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
Terry laughs and hugs Harley back, "I told you she'd go for Wonderland!" Terry tells Gar, when he can get a breath in, "And Harls, I was kind of hoping you'd say that! We were floating having the wedding in Wonderland. Makes it /very/ hard for villains to crash it, you know what I mean?"

He chuckles, "And, of course, I want you to be part of my groomsman party. I'm not doing Best Man or Maid of Honor because that's like, forcing me to choose among my friends and I'm not doing that. But I have /some/ ideas..." he raises his eyebrows, "The Themysciran Library here at the Themysciran center, not back at the island! The commute would be /murder/!"

Gar Logan has posed:
"Oof! Easy!" Gar protests at the dual hug, acting not unlike a pet trying to detach itself from a clingy owner. "As much as it makes me twitch to say this, we probably have you to thank for, you know, part of this, going back three years. We both had to figure a lot of stuff out."

And then, the but. Not the butt.

Nodding, he reacts like he completely expected this. "Figured it'd be Wonderland. I don't know if anywhere else would be fitting. He's the Cheshire Cat, I've /been/ the Cheshire Cat, and we all helped save Wonderland." No comment on the idea of firemen. No thoughts on exactly what they might be hosing anyone down with, or how.

"Even if the library was in Themyscira, it's not like that's hard for you to get to. But maybe now you won't have to be running drugs for an alien species," he says openly to Vorpal.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Yep yep yep! I will have a word with Queen Amy. And we will get those doors open for the marriage and the party! I am imagining we should use the catapults to get to the party area.." Woah, Harley is way ahead on the planning already. Almost as if SHE HAD BEEN EXPECTING THIS TO COME ONE DAY.

"Ooooh, it's gonna be great..." She's all giddy right now, wiggle wiggling her butt (not the but anymore), "Then we need to get April hooked up. Maybe we will find someone at the party. None of those tindah dates I set her with are any good. I mean, they are hawt bulls and fuck like crazy. Walls are real thin heah. But theah's nothin' moouh." Harley going all in with the TMI.

She finally releases both their necks and smooches their cheeks, leaving a red lipstick mark there. "Oh yea, we definitely gonna need drugs foh the party too. The good kind..." she sagely nods. "And some Kian booze! That bird still owes me."

Terry O'Neil has posed:
"I think the drugs will be covered- Nadia will probably bring Janet van Dyne with her. I can't imagine Janet will resist the urge to peek into Wonderland fashion for inspiration. She probably has already seen some of that herself when she's taken hallucinogenics." He grins, and playfully punches Gar's shoulder. "I don't RUN DRUGS. Kian's people just happen to get very... tripped out on /chocolate/, so I sell them high-grade chocolate to the royal family there, that's all! I'm not a drug mule, more like a chocolate donkey."

He pauses, frowning, because that sounder wrong.

"But Gar is right. You helped set us straight... or gayly forward. Or-" he glances at Gar with a grin, "Bisexually forward in some cases. And if it weren't for you, Lois and Colette, I don't think I'd have ever had the guts to tell this guy how I felt about him. And-" he reaches over to take Gar's hand in his. "That would have been just-"

Gar Logan has posed:
Gar Logan holds up a finger. "We're not having /drugs/ at any of this. Nothing except for stuff like alcohol in case anyone really wants some. And chocolate and stuff like that. But that's it. Our bachelor party and wedding isn't gonna be some drug-crazed..thing in /that/ way." He rolls his eyes at Vorpal's justification, adding, "I know, I'm giving you crap about it."

He just grows quiet and lets Vorpal do the talking for the moment, taking his hand. "But there's a lot of planning to do. And figuring out when."

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Sure thing, Garfield..." A Beat, "No drugs..."

And in the meantime Harley is nudging Terry with an elbow and winking at him with that kind of 'Dont worry I got the drugs covered' kinda attitude. Yep, because what's a party without hallucinations. Amirite?

"Though you guys count on me for eveerryyyy step of the way on preparin' this. I know people. And they know me..." a big wink. Whatever she meant with that!

The talk about Harley's supposed help in setting them into each other's path gets her to laugh. "Ooooh, please. You guys had the fuck look all ovah yohselves back then. I remembah. I can read sexual tension and it was oooozin' out..." vague gestures with her hands.

"Now, you guys gotta stay foh dinner.." she wraps her arms around the duo. "I am gonna make this great stew that I was gonna share with the hyenas. I got a pair of extra bowls too..." she grins widely. "Kiddin'!"

"Though I ain't kiddin' when I say you guys are gonna help making it."