donnie darko | feeling nostalgic.

[ex_mansuit691]

— What, out with the old, in with the older? You're kind of a hypocrite, you know that?

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[babyruth]

Yeah, well. Everyone is, a little bit.

[ex_mansuit691]

[ donnie gives him a once-over, his expression remaining still — huh. ]

It's the same shit, just a different day. You can't honestly tell me that they're enjoying themselves.

[babyruth]

Wouldn't keep doin' it if that was the case.

[ He pauses. (He can hear his dad's voice in his head, something about not making presumptions.) ]

I wouldn't, anyway.

[ex_mansuit691]

Have you ever considered the possibility of masochism?

[ he purses his lips, suddenly very aware this sounds a little too much like a proposition. ]

[babyruth]

[ Hellboy either doesn't notice, or doesn't see fit to make the joke. ]

Guess that could be the case. Can't say that I think all of 'em would be thinkin' that way, though. Me, I'm more of a kittens 'n' chocolate kinda guy.

[ex_mansuit691]

[ this gets a chuckle out of him — that broody teenage expression softening at the idea. ]

Soaps, too?

[babyruth]

[ (There we go. Hard as it is to remember sometimes, given how juvenile HB's behavior can be, he's still— well, he's still pretty freakin' old. He's got a sense of responsibility.)

Without shame: ]

Sometimes. Gotta be good, though, I don't go in for just any daytime TV.

[ex_mansuit691]

[ donnie grins. it's lopsided, lazy. ]

Man's gotta have standards.

[babyruth]

Exactly.

What about you, then; connoisseur of soaps, are we?

[ex_mansuit691]

Cartoons, mostly.

[babyruth]

The old school stuff? Like, Looney Tunes?

[ex_mansuit691]

[ he smirks, setting a cigarette between his teeth and offering the pack up. ] Like I said: man's gotta have standards.

[babyruth]

[ Hellboy shakes his head, and produces a pack of cigars from his jacket pocket.

With a wink: ]

Like you said.

[ex_mansuit691]

[ he can respect that, slides the pack down into his pocket.

as he lights up, he squints an eye, curious. ]

So, — what are you, man? Like, my Demon Godfather, or something?

[babyruth]

Nah, nothing like that, [ HB says, speaking around his cigar. ]

My name's Hellboy. Prince of Hell, if you believe in that sort of thing, and even if you don't.