[ He actually has to let go of Alucard so that he can balance himself on the wall instead, because he is in actual danger of falling over laughing and shit that is the most hilarious term for premature ejaculation he's ever fucking heard.
No seriously it's hilarious. The funniest that Alucard has ever been in his fucking life.
He's going to need five minutes.
It's a little while later that the throbbing of his head becomes too overwhelming to keep laughing and he wipes his eyes. ]
Shit, that was good. You never told us you were funny.
[Except apparently it was, the horses have no idea what the fuck is going on, Trevor's going to fall and hit his head again at this rate, and all for one very ridiculous dick joke.
But that laughter is the best sound to Alucard's ears after the past day and last night's dream. So he can only shake his head with all the love in the world for this stupid, ridiculous, perfect moment surrounded by the smell of horseshit.]
Also, I've always been funny. You just don't appreciate more subtle humor.
[He wraps an arm around Trevor's middle, tugging him close.]
[ That's a funny way of saying 'usually not dick jokes' but okay. He leans against Alucard, because shit his head hurts and he's dizzy but also this is so very worth it. ]
I'd have to whether you allowed it or not. You know how she gets about being left out.
[ And there is exactly 0 chance she has not overheard that laughing fit and will not want answers, if only to confirm that they're not making fun of Useless the horse again. ]
We should do more interesting shit next time, so we have something to tell her.
[ His voice is just a little raspy as he focuses on getting air back into his lungs, but eventually he can take his own weight again. Can do, not is doing. Not just yet. ]
Laughed too much. Can't walk back.
[ Okay so he 100% can. But he's going to make Alucard support his weight anyway. This is nice. And probably pissing off whatever small part of Dracula is here. ]
[They will be vetoed, but he'll listen. And he'll take all the warmth of Trevor's weight too. It's a happier thing than holding hands. There's more of Trevor pressed against him.]
Laid low by a single dick joke. I'm starting to think there's permanent damage.
Is 'damage' what we're calling an appreciation for your jokes?
[ He stumbles back, pressed against Alucard, and they begin the process of explaining the hay and the laughing and everything else but the discussion of the dream to Sypha. ]
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No seriously it's hilarious. The funniest that Alucard has ever been in his fucking life.
He's going to need five minutes.
It's a little while later that the throbbing of his head becomes too overwhelming to keep laughing and he wipes his eyes. ]
Shit, that was good. You never told us you were funny.
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[Except apparently it was, the horses have no idea what the fuck is going on, Trevor's going to fall and hit his head again at this rate, and all for one very ridiculous dick joke.
But that laughter is the best sound to Alucard's ears after the past day and last night's dream. So he can only shake his head with all the love in the world for this stupid, ridiculous, perfect moment surrounded by the smell of horseshit.]
Also, I've always been funny. You just don't appreciate more subtle humor.
[He wraps an arm around Trevor's middle, tugging him close.]
You can tell Sypha this joke.
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[ That's a funny way of saying 'usually not dick jokes' but okay. He leans against Alucard, because shit his head hurts and he's dizzy but also this is so very worth it. ]
I'd have to whether you allowed it or not. You know how she gets about being left out.
[ And there is exactly 0 chance she has not overheard that laughing fit and will not want answers, if only to confirm that they're not making fun of Useless the horse again. ]
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[He's so happy to have Trevor's weight against him. It's warm and comfortable, just like the rest of Trevor.]
I know she does. She makes us recount nearly every day when she's away with her caravan.
[And that was almost always Alucard was a nerd for the entire day and it sucked.]
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[ His voice is just a little raspy as he focuses on getting air back into his lungs, but eventually he can take his own weight again. Can do, not is doing. Not just yet. ]
Laughed too much. Can't walk back.
[ Okay so he 100% can. But he's going to make Alucard support his weight anyway. This is nice. And probably pissing off whatever small part of Dracula is here. ]
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[They will be vetoed, but he'll listen. And he'll take all the warmth of Trevor's weight too. It's a happier thing than holding hands. There's more of Trevor pressed against him.]
Laid low by a single dick joke. I'm starting to think there's permanent damage.
[Good.]
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[ He stumbles back, pressed against Alucard, and they begin the process of explaining the hay and the laughing and everything else but the discussion of the dream to Sypha. ]