streetcornerspade:

wendyfliestrue:

Luigi saw Jenn run into Milo through the multitude of surveillance cameras that lined the hallways and he glowered. Shit. This was exactly what he DIDN’T want happening. Time to go and interrupt.

“He is just afraid of people…”

Wendy removed her hands from Pavi’s. “Why? What’s there to be afraid of? And don’t worry, it’s not like I’m going to tell anyone… I don’t talk much outside, where I live.” To reassure him, she gave him a hug, resting her cheek on his chest. Suddenly, she realized just WHO she was hugging. Her heart hammered, and she wondered if he could feel it. 

“Um hi.” Jenn responded to the repoman with a nervous smile. “Heh, it’s fine I barely even felt it.” Milo replied leaning against the corner trying to make himself appear cooler. “Where where you going in such a hurry? Did Luigi kill someone again?” he joked finally smiling to show he was fine. He didn’t want the poor girl terrified of him now did he? Jenn couldn’t help but snicker a bit in response. “No not today Milo… well least not that I know of yet.” she replied smiling. “I’m just off to get him coffee… AGAIN.” she said in an over dramatic tone. “Seriously he should marry that drink he loves it so much.” Milo replied. “Yeah I’d like to see that!” Jenn giggled and the two had a quick laugh together. “Anyways… there is something I wanted to ask you…” she started, feeling herself getting nervous again which only ignited Milo’s curiosity.

Pavi instantly seemed to cheer up quite a bit when Wendy started hugging him, perhaps his charm was slow acting on her? Or was it really him saying the truth? Either way he was very happy. Pavi wrapped his arms around Wendy’s waist before continuing on. “The Pavi- I-a mean… I am afraid of being…compared to-a my fratello. He is smart and tough-a and I’m… well not… If all the women did not love me- well what would I have to prove I’m-a just as good as him… People would judge-a me…” he mumbled resting his head on her shoulder.

Luigi was going as fast as he could, damn near running. He got to the corner next to where Jenn and Milo were talking. He scowled. What did that son-of-a-bitch want? And why was Jenn so interested in him? Time for some old fashioned eavesdropping! Normally, he would just have a GENtern report what they heard, but, “If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself,” he muttered under his breath. “Anyways, there’s something that I wanted to ask you,” he heard her say. He glowered, but didn’t give away his position just yet. It may have been something completely innocuous. Yeah, and maybe Amber would quit Z.

Wendy listened quietly as Pavi said that he was afraid to being compared to Luigi and found wanting, being judged. He dropped his head onto her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her waist. Normally, she would have pushed him away, but he was very vulnerable now… letting go would just hurt him more than help him. She sighed. “Pavi… you don’t need to be as good as Luigi. You just have to be YOU. Shakespeare once wrote “Remember this above all else- to thine own self be true.” You shouldn’t be afraid of being just Paviche Largo. THAT is what I want to see. Nothing more, nothing less. And as I said before; friends don’t judge,” she said.