All for You, Everything I Do [Closed]

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Punchy sends a quick message off onto the comms, requesting that Maxine meet him soon underneath the Whomping Willow. He sends a mention that she can bring the monkey, too, and then sits back down under the tree in wait, wearing his nicest clothes (and by that, he means run through a washing machine recently).

There's a nice picnic basket set on a blanket in front of a tree for her, and a few glow sticks Punchy's stuck into a candleholder to light the night. More impressive than that, though, is that he got white Christmas lights all up in the Whomping Willow's branches, spread out in a giant heart.

Oh yeah. He's got showmanship. Some people would fight a dragon for their girl, but Punchy? Punchy fights a tree.

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[windwitch]

Maxine is honestly glad for the call out to spend some time with Punchy, and she's genuinely curious about what it could be. And glad that Frankie was welcome as well, of course.

She's flying low to the ground, with Frankie sitting on her shoulders, holding onto her hair, when she approaches the tree in question, before she gasps-- a happy little noise at the sight. Because Punchy's done it again: he's managed to be sweet and kind and blow her out of the water.

She stares up at the 'Willow and the display in it with amazement, one hand over her mouth, before she rushes over to him, smiling wide.

For a moment-- miraculously-- she doesn't say anything.

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"Shawty!" Punchy pats the grass next to him and gestures to the picnic basket, illuminated in neon green and hot pink from the glowsticks. "You made it! Figure I never got that second date."

He waves a little to Frankie, too. Who is clearly closer to his level of intellect than Maxine is.

"You like?"

[windwitch]

Frankie chatters happily in response to Punchy, while Maxine takes a seat next to him, smiling happily at the scene.

"I guess not," she agrees with a quiet laugh, and she leans into him briefly, looking over the scene.

"I do like it, Punchy. It's really beautiful, actually. I can't believe you went out of your way to do all this for me it's-- just wow. Thank you." And she leans over to kiss his cheek, though Frankie makes an undignified noise at being jostled.

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Punchy uses this opportunity to kiss the top of her head and give her a squeeze. "So what's the 411, shawty? Where you been?"

[windwitch]

Maxine smiles up at the other superhero, while Frankie made a disgruntled noise and hopped down, going to investigate the picnic basket.

Maxine's face fell for a second. And then she smiled again like it never happened and she said happily, "So what did you bring? I know there's not a lot of option on the ship, but I'm really curious, so I figured I should ask-- or I guess I could just wait until we're ready to eat or something."

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And here's where Punchy falls a little short. "Well, I went down on that one planet to pick some shit up, but the good dosh don't keep, you know? So I got cake-"

a pair of Hostess cupcakes-

"strawberries-"

or strawberry gummies-

"and booze." He pulls out la piece de resistance, a nice bottle of champagne, and sets it down next to her. He can tell something's off, but not sure what. "You all frosty, boo?"

[windwitch]

Maxine smiles happily, as she listens, giggling a little. "That sounds nice," she says, and leans against him for a brief instant again. Before she has to lean forward and take one of the cupcakes away from Frankie, who protests vocally.

When her expression falls a second time, she looks up at him and tries to smile. "Just a lot of stuff has happened, I guess. It's okay, though."

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He gives her a squeeze and a by-now-trademarked Punchy hairsniff. She smells like nice shampoo, but this may be a figment of his fantasies since they're mostly cleaned by Stacy these days. He pours her a paper cup of the champagne.

"A'ight. You just know you can talk to me, right?" He's seen shit. "I mean, if you need someone. I'll even shut up if you need me to."

[windwitch]

Maxine sips the champagne quietly, holding the cup closely.

"I-- I know. I just..." She's scared that if she talks about it, she'll just break down or something. If she ignores it, maybe she can forget about it. "It was scary, you know?" she whispers. "But it's okay. We shouldn't wreck our date, right? I mean, I could tell you about something a lot nicer!"

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"A'ight." Punchy swigs champagne straight from the bottle because he is the epitome of class. "You can tell me anything, shawty. I just like to hear what's on your mind."

[windwitch]

"I-I know," Maxine says, and she smiles faintly up at Punchy, trying her best to look like she's okay, and that she doesn't need anything. She's not sure it's working.

"Thanks, Punchy," she says, and leans up to kiss his cheek. "I--I just... I think it'll be okay! I just saw a lot but... it's okay now."

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"If you say so, shawty." She can't expect to just kiss his cheek and not have him try and make out with her, can she? Punchy wraps an arm around her and leans in, all puckered up.

Besides, kissing is totally the best way to cheer someone up.

[windwitch]

Maxine is still shy about this, and about everything, but Punchy is sweet and she really does like him a lot. So even if she's still a bit awkward about it, she doesn't mind. It's kind of nice.

"Thanks, Punchy," she mumbles with a sniffle.