super pandaman(the movie)(m)
 

the movie was shit, the popcorn was shit and the fuckwit two seats down in this horribly crowded pitiful excuse for a theater was talking on their phone so loud he couldn't even hear the god-awful lines spewing from the idiot's mouth on screen. he did his best to sulk under the mostly uneaten box of buttery confection

32 ounces of high priced soda went right through him like a barrel on the falls. He rose not wanting to block any of the people and quickly shuffled to the edge of his row. It didn't help that his friend wanted the best seat in the house, in the middle of the theater. He nearly cleared the grumbling junk food eating people till he stumbled over his own laces. His loose limbs knocked into a rather angry looking man as he found himself using the guys upper thigh to steady himself to completely keep from face planting into his bowl of popcorn.

the hand that close to his junk was the last straw and turning to the rude bastard who thought to trip over his own toes was given a litany of which only about a third was given when he noticed big watery eyes staring at him and the vulgarities were left to trail off

Before he could finish uttering a surprise his hand quickly pulled away from the man, successfully finishing what his tumble started. He watched as the popcorn flew from the mans hands and rolled into the isle. Uttering a small curse and apology again, he dropped down to the floor groping for the bowl and what was left of the popcorn. Quickly he offered to buy the man another bowl just as soon as he got back from the bathroom assuring him he was welcome to come to see his integrity through.

he didn't want to follow but he was given little choice as he was forcibly dragged from his seat and to the restrooms. when they were there he was finally let go and the strange boy left him to go take a leak or a dump, whatever and left him outside, with nothing else to do he just loitered there waiting for the other to return

He hummed as he relieved himself, making quick work of it and washing his hands. Blinking he saw the man and his dour look and he grinned some what. “Sorry about that.” He didn't look at the brown eyes too long before finding another place to settle his eyes. Ever so often he would glance back before finding his wallet and looking at the movie theaters menu of snacks. “Damn popcorn is expensive... what did you have on yours?” He asked the man finally finding his debit card.

shaking his head he finally found his voice, "the popcorn is shit. all of it is shit and overpriced too, i don't want any of this garbage you just didn't give me a chance to say it"

His brows furrowed. "Then why did you buy it in the first place?" Shaking his head he decided he wanted something else for himself. "Slushie?" He asked with a grin.

he frowned harshly, "i didn't estimate the shittiness levels of it would be so high and i wanted to eat... your skinny ass would do to eat something sometime yourself.. and no, no slushie"

He twisted his head trying to look at his rump, but his head would not turn so far. Reaching up he scratched his hair. "But, that is food... at least all the food they have here." He wondered when trying to repay kindness had gotten so hard. "What do you want then stranger? I feel bad destroying your shitty popcorn. I will replace with something less shitty if you tell me what you want."

offering a weary sigh and a roll of his eyes he turned away and started walking towards the door, "dude, i don't want any of this shit and i think i don't want to watch that damn movie anymore either. it was stupid"

Watching the man he stupidly followed him out the double doors where he promptly pulled out his cell phone and a bag of skittles. He was not sure if it was just guilt that endeared him to the strange grumpy person but he felt he should try and do at least one good deed for him. He sat down deciding to keep him company until his ride came. “So... I thought the movie was good...” He said grasping straws to make the man talk.

rolling his eyes he handed over the bag before taking out a fistful and eating a few while he texted one-handed. he hoped the boy was smart enough to understand he didn't want to speak anymore and eat some damn skittles

He looked down at the candy in his hands. "You know this isn't food either." He said plucking only the blue colored skittles out of the bag. "Look," He said letting his head gesture towards a diner joint near the theater. "If you are hungry lets go there and grab something..." He said leaning a little straining his eyes to see the shorthanded text. "since.. shit.. is ... unavoidable."

he had to laugh at that and the short bark was all he gave before erasing the whole of his text and putting away the phone. he stood before sticking out a hand to help the other up, "don't i know it, though you are paying. i got forty-eight minutes before my ride gets here"

"Done and Done." He said once more stumbling into the meaty body as he was pulled. He did not let go of the hand as he grinned. "Its Jordon by the way." Handing the back of skittles back to the boy he ushered him into the diner, where they were quickly seated in a windowed booth. After the waitress gave them drinks, they studied the menu in silence, but he could hear the other say things like that was shit. It earned a small chuckle from his own lips. The other finally decided on a burger with wedge fries, and for himself he wanted bacon waffles with chicken.

he was halfway through his burger when he finally offered up his name and a fry to the strange boy, "clancy but lots'a people like to call me skittles or some shit like that though if you call me augustus i will punch you in the nose." he gave a lopsided grin as the fry was taken and a bit of bacon was passed back, "you ain't so bad for a pervert"

His mouth some what fell agape at his choices. The first he realized the poor lads mother must have been on drugs, the second explained his fixation, but the last. He pursed his lips “Skittles, taste the rainbow... do you bleed skittles like those commercials?” He asked

he pursed his lips at the question, "i am not a faggot and i don't own a damn tv, so shut the hell up"

He shook his head with a beguiling smile on his lips. "Sorry but that the slogan for the skittles. Never meant to imply anything about your sexuality." He said forking another piece of waffle into his mouth as his pocket started to vibrate. His absence from his friends side had finally been noticed. "Are you addicted to skittles?" He said fishing out his phone to send a text back.

still miffed he ate a handful of fries and waited for the other boy to finish texting before he bothered to answer, "i like 'em well enough but mostly i am just fat, better that than meatloaf boy or jelly roll or some shit"

He cocked a grin. "Skittles have nothing to do with fatness, they are just a candy. I mean I could think of a better endearing name for an obese boy." He said eating some of his own uneaten fries. "At least something not so colorful." He offered.

"it isn't meant to be 'endearing' it is meant to offend stupid... so what is your dysfunction?"

He grinned. "As far as I know I do not have a dysfunction, then again I'm not a doctor so I can not diagnose myself." Folding his hands into a bridge he rested his head on the top of his knuckles. "Aren't you a little young to be at a movie by yourself?"

this time he growled, "i am not a fucking kid either, i am old enough to do shit on my own thank-you-very-much. your dysfunction is you are a nosy idiot"

"I am sure you have been old enough to shit on your own since you left your diapers. Are you a doctor?" He asked slyly. "And until you prove me other wise I will not believe your diagnosis or that, that is a disease."

he was growing sick of the boy's bullshit, even free food was not enough to have to put up with it and taking one more bite of his burger he pushed the meal away and stood up, "dude, this shit is stupid, thanks for the chow but i can't stand the company, i'm outie"

"Good bye rainbow delight." He said finally moving so that he could wave his hand. "It was nice meeting you." He found himself wrapping the rest of the uneaten burger up along with the fries before asking for a togo box for his own waffles.

he did his best to ignore the other and quickly left the diner. as he went back to his spot on the sidewalk he realized he left his candy though he didn't want to have to go back and get it. he texted his sister to come get him early

Before leaving the waitress flagged him down, handing him a large bag of skittles. He spied the boy sitting on the curb and walked over to him holding the bag of skittles along with his abandoned food aloft. "If you say the next sentence with shit in it you are not getting these skittles back. And since I treated you to dinner you owe me a shit movie." He said slightly amused with his own ballsy proclamation. "My phone number is in the take out bag. Call me with a date and time if we have a deal." He winked mockingly like a true flamboyant man putting emphasis on the boys name while puckering his lips in a air kiss. "Skittles." He stood waiting to ear the curse utter from the boys mouth.

the words were spoken as soon as he managed to hit the send though he couldn't do much else more than look up and gawk at the words that spilled out of the boy's mouth, it took him several long seconds to find anything to say, "shit"

He smiled, setting the take out bag beside the boy and walking away with the skittles, digging through the captured bag to find the blue ones.

when she picked up skittles she found him munching on a burger and looking as much angry as contemplative. she didn't bother to ask what was on her little brother's mind and simply unlocked the door so he could get in

When he saw his friend she asked about the skittles and he merely said he was in the mood for them. From then the boy had simply became a faded memory. He did not expect a call from him or quite frankly to see him again. Some days passed and Jordon had even forgotten the boys name. He had paused to stop in the local grocery store. Their apartment was out of milk and food and he wanted to see if the latest issue of MAC was on the news stands. He found himself strolling down the candy isle nearly bum-rushed by a dark haired person trying to reach the skittles.

it seemed as if he could not find any good luck today and as he rushed to get his snack and pay for it before he missed another bus he found himself tripping over some stupid fool idly loitering near the middle of the isle. rolling off of his now bruised knees he offered a curse to the bastard and tried to continue on to where the rainbow snacks were located

He looked down at the fallen person with the rude mouth and despite him muttering profanities he offered his hand only to realize the boy looked some what familiar. "Are you alright?"

he refused the hand and instead brushed off his knees, "should have figured though at least this time you didn't grope me"

He pulled his hand back to his chest repeating the words mentally. He pursed his lips trying to remember where he met the boy before. "Oh its rainbow or Chansey." He said with a grin. "Still using shit to express your higher brain functions?"

he gave a disgusted sigh and left the other in pursuit of the snack and continuing down the isle made to go around so he would not have to look at the bastard again

He looked up and watched the boy with mild amusement before his attention was drawn to the hustle of the street and a man running across the windows to catch the large bus. He noted with a little dismay that he would have to buy an umbrella. Unintentionally he drifted towards Skittles again "Don't you like to eat anything else?" He wondered idly.