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[color=slategray][b]A Flashback[/b]
[sub]Collab with: [@smarty0114]
Featuring: Q & A
Location: The Car, Heaven, Dreamland[/sub][/color][/center][hr]


[indent]Quincy was pouting. Well, she was trying too. See, it’s rather difficult to pout when you’re still pretty trashed, and about to get what will probably be, the best McFlurry in the world. But also she wanted to make out some more. She was conflicted.

Quincy was seated in the passenger seat of A Double’s car, legs criss crossed, and looking straight out the window. The pair had been sitting in an awkward, sticky silence since they’d agreed to go to McDonalds and Q wasn’t sure how to handle it. How do you say, [color=ff0066][i]’Hey I liked kissing you, I hope you liked kissing me!’[/i][/color] Q wasn’t used to this. When she was Jennifer, boys chased her, they made the moves, not her. Q had no experience being the hunter. She didn’t like it.

While for Quincy, the silence was ‘awkward,’ for A Double, this was time alone in his mind. To think, and to plan his order. He’d realized long ago he and his father suffered from a similar issue of never knowing what the hell they wanted when they rolled up through the drive through. This time, A Double would not have that problem! Hopefully… unless he go up to the ordering window and then forgot.

The car turned smoothly, and A Double broke the silence with a question as they pulled to a stop in the line of cars at the Golden Arches, the same one that had teased and tempted him on the drive here… but it was in LA. It was busy. They had some time. So, A Double had a question to ask: [color=17aa99][b]“Hey, Q? ...wasn’t Raf supposed to ride with us?”[/b][/color]

Q looked over at A Double and thought for a moment. Wait…[color=ff0066][b]”Fuck,”[/b][/color] Quincy said, deadpan. Then after a moment, she burst out laughing, like forgetting Raf was the funniest thing in the world. [color=ff0066][b]”Oh my God! A Dub! Did he even make it to the party?”[/b][/color] Q asked in between gasping breaths.

[color=17aa99][b]“I… I dunno. I hope so, he’d go crazy over all that free food.”[/b][/color] A Double said as they creeped forward in line. A Double didn’t think it was [i]that[/i] funny, but they’d lost Raf before and he always found his way home! Hopefully this wouldn’t be different. [color=17aa99][b]“Man, I hope he makes it home. Dude, can you imagine if we misplaced one of our friends?”[/b][/color] A Double looked ahead of them and could feel his mouth start to water an almost embarrassing amount as he noticed how close they were to the ordering table. IT WAS NEARLY TIME.

Q looked over and fought the smirk that was slowly creeping up her face, she really did fight. But seeing A Double look at the ordering station like it was the gates of Heaven was far too cute not to smile at. She shook her head and looked away before he realized she was staring at him like a toy in a store display, or the last marshmallow in the bag. [color=ff0066][i]Q, you had your tongue down his throat not even an hour ago. What the fuck are you being so weird about?[/i][/color]

Q mulled over her sudden reversion to the awkwardness she’d experienced at the beginning of the night. The blushing, the giggling, the all around gushyness she’d been so far successful in avoiding since hanging out with the burners. After a moment of drunkenly debating with her inner self, Q came to the conclusion that when she’d shoved her tongue down A Double’s throat, she’d been riding the high of multiple liquors and a wonderful pep talk from Savannah. [color=ff0066][i]This is normal. Nooooormal. Calm down Q. Awkward is good. For now.[/i][/color]

As Q was having a moment with herself, A Double was rolling up to the holy grail. He pulled the car to a stop, and the voice of an angel filled their car. [color=black][b]“Welcome to McDonald’s, may I take your order?”[/b][/color]

[color=17aa99][b]“YES. I mean, uh, yeah totally. Can I get five 20 piece McNuggets, four large fries, a large Sprite, two plain McChickens, two apple pies, a McFlurry with all the stuff in it, and uhm…”[/b][/color] A Double paused and looked at Q, [color=17aa99][b]“Hey, Q, what do you want?”[/b][/color]

Q was pulled from her thoughts by A Double’s question. She looked over at him, and then up at the glowing menu and then forced herself to look back at him. Last time she’d let herself look at the menu too long and she’d practically ordered the entire store. It had not been a fun morning after. [color=ff0066][b]”An M&M McFlurry. And a plain cheeseburger. Wait. Make that two.”[/b][/color]

A Double shrugged his shoulders at her rather small order, but put it through to the guy. As they rolled forward, A Double looked over at his best girl friend (girlfriend, now?), [color=17aa99][b]“Q, I am [i]so[/i] excited for this food. Like, you don’t understand. It’s like the most excited I’ve ever been for food.”[/b][/color]

[color=ff0066][b]”Even more excited than for the pizza buffet at Captain Cuddles? Or that time Wyatt made us those double decker grilled cheeses?”[/b][/color] Q asked, smirking.

[color=17aa99][b]“Yes, because when we drove in I saw the Golden Arches, but I couldn’t stop and get fries because we were driving to the party and I knew you wanted to be at the party as fast as possible, so I just kept going, and going… But now we’re here! And I can get all the food my heart desires, and I assure you, it desires a lot.”[/b][/color]

Q chuckled and shook her head, but didn’t argue. Someone needed to feed this boy. Sooner rather than later.  [color=ff0066][b]”When doesn’t your heart desire a lot of food?”[/b][/color] the blonde asked, rolling her eyes.

[color=17aa99][b]“When I’m full… duh.”[/b][/color] A Double said as they rolled up to the window where he paid by handing over his credit card, accepting his Sprite in return. At the next window, A Double was handed the food, in two giant bags. He dug inside of it, withdrawing Q’s two cheeseburgers, which he handed over to her, along with the M&M McFlurry. A Double pulled back onto the road and began shoveling in bites of his mega McFlurry, occasionally tossing a fry into his mouth.

Q would be lying if she said she wasn’t enchanted by her food. In her state, it was hard not to be. Her spoon became an extension of her arm, tossing bite after creamy bite into her mouth, a smile breaking out across her face with every swallow. The tastes were incredible, awe-inspiring, unreal. She couldn’t believe her mouth. She even reached over at one point and snagged one of A Double’s fries, giving him a quick wink as she bit into it. She wasn’t sure she believed in God, but if he was up there looking down on her and the other mere mortals, well, he was missing out on some pretty damn good earthly pleasures.

After about thirty minutes of driving and munching on fries, the car came to a stop, and A Double shut it off. It took him a few seconds, before he realized something. [color=17aa99][b]“Awwww, man! I forgot I was supposed to take you to my house… Well, welcome to Dreamland…”[/b][/color] He grumbled, taking another bite of his McFlurry.

Q looked up at the modern day palace that A Double called Dreamland. It was...amazing. She got out of the car to get a better look and she still could’ve sworn she was hallucinating. [color=ff0066][b]”You [i]live[/i] here?! I...Oh my GOD!”[/b][/color] Q shouted, her eyes wide and her grin wider. [color=ff0066][b]”C’mon you dummy! Give me a tour!”[/b][/color] Q said, euphoria from her meal spilling out into her conversation. She was too happy to think of anywhere but right here. And really, where was the harm in that?

[color=17aa99][b]“[sub]B-but, my food…[/sub]”[/b][/color] A Double whispered.[/indent]