Homestuck Boyfriend Scenarios

**When You Hang Out**

Author's Note:

Wow... I suck don't I? Ya'll are like, "UPDATE UPDATE!" And I was like, "Nah man... Nahhhhhhh!" I actually had note cards made so I remember how each of the guys types and talks... Hehe... I still have them and was about to throw them away. Then I was like, "Nah. Let's give the peoples what they want..." So here we are, chapter 3 fina-freaking-ly!

Enjoy.

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Cronus

"So do you even have a plan?" You asked Cronus, kind of irritated that he drug you out of class to do nothing. Okay, you were glad that you were out of that hell-hole, but still... Really? There should've been a plan other than just walking around downtown. You could get caught! Not that that mattered much.

Cronus gave you a sideways glance, "Wvhat? Isn't this fun, doll?" He had a new cigarette dangling from his lips that had yet to be lit. A smirk was spreading across his lips, though, "Because if it isn't, I can find something else for us to do..."

"I'm still way younger than you,"  You grumbled.

"I knowv that. Wvhat, did you think I wvas going to suggest something sexual? No, babe. Let's go bowvling or something," Cronus laughed, grabbing your hand and dragging you towards the nearest bowling alley, which also happened to be attached to an arcade. 

You glanced at the neon sign as you were dragged into the building, "Really? Buzzer's? Isn't this a little elementary?"

"Wvhat's elementary?" Cronus asked you, tossing his unlit cigarette in the garbage. He walked over to the counter, "Actually, I don't want to know." Rolling your eyes, you walking up and stood beside him. 

Let's be honest, okay? You hadn't been to Buzzer's since you were in middle school, and that was with your boyfriend at the time. Despite that fact, not a whole lot seemed to have changed. There was still twelve bowling lanes and there was an arcade to the left as soon as you walked in the door. The lighting still sucked, and the carpet was still patterned with rocket ships. Hell, you were pretty sure the ceiling still had that stain from the time your friend threw her soda up in the air.

A bored looking man, who was gnawing on a tooth pick, glanced over at you and Cronus. His eyes widened at the sight of Cronus. To be fair, the reaction was mild. A person, who looked like the Creature from the Black Lagoon, just walked into this guy's shop. He leaned against the counter, narrowing his eyes at Cronus, "It ain't Halloween yet, Kid. What the hell are you even supposed to be?"

Cronus gave you a curious look before looking back at the man, "I'm not sure I understand... I'm Cronus, by the wvay."

"I don't give two shits. What do you want? Do you have money? If not, get out," The man crossed his arms, chewing on his toothpick.

Deciding to step in, you pulled out your wallet and put some money on the counter, "We need a bowling lane and two pairs of bowling shoes, please."

The man seemed to have noticed you for the first time, blinking in disbelief. Looking from Cronus to you, he finally managed to ask, "You're with this freak?"

Cronus reached across the counter and grabbed the man's collar, "Hey! That ain't the wvay to be talkin' to a lady." Okay, so maybe he wasn't the brightest bulb in the batch, but at least he was a tad bit chivalrous. 

Patting his shoulder, you got Cronus to release the poor guy. You collected your money from the counter, as the guy hadn't had time to take it, and grabbed Cronus's hand, "Come on." Pulling him from Buzzer's, you led him out into the parking lot and let go of his hand, "Really?"