Tony Foster

Tony had only been living in his studio apartment for two weeks, but he'd already acquired piles of laundry (he didn't have a laundry basket yet) and, well, the place had an authentic lived-in look, okay?

He had cleared out the pizza and take-out boxes, though, and he had a nice (if not huge) hi-def television that had been a house-warming gift from Lee.

He set the phone down on the crate next to the couch. "Pizza and soda'll be here in about half an hour. You're the guest, so you're picking the DVDs. What are we watching?"

[for blondecanary]

Thank you to everyone who helped with the senior backpacking trip! I'm impressed with all the thought and creativity that went into the posts.

Today had started normally enough, even if they'd handwavily cancelled the Magic Reserve meeting. Tony had just been talking to Raven about some possible Reserve scenarios when he'd gotten the news that Dinah had been kidnapped! Which lead to the New Teen Titans, Fandom Version a hell of an adventure and then a brief trip through somewhere cold and dark before Raven's teleportation landed them in Tony's room.

"Everyone here? Everyone alive?" Tony asked, looking around for injuries. And discovering that Raven had brought the dogs, too. Fantastic.

[For the not-quite Teen Titans.]

Tony took the train up to New York on Friday afternoon and had a quick dinner with Lee before the show. After the performance, the cast gathered in Lee's apartment for drinks and the Tivo'd Olympics Opening Ceremonies.

"Vancouver FUCK YEAH!" Tony and Lee gave each other high-fives at the start of the ceremony.

"Canada is awesome," Tony said after a few drinks, then repeated it several times until Lee finally put a stop to it.

"Of course it is," Lee said. "It's where I met you." He kissed Tony soundly, ignoring the cheers from the others.

Neither of them were eager to get out of bed the next morning. It took Tony a few minutes to realize the knocking wasn't just his head throbbing. Screw it. Lee's apartment, he can deal, Tony thought. He pulled the covers over his head as Lee dragged himself out of bed to answer the door.

Tony dozed off again, but woke a few minutes later with Lee shaking him. "Wake up, Tony, we gotta talk."

"Seriously, now?" Tony muttered, under the covers.

Lee yanked the blankets back and shoved a magazine in his face.

Darkest Night Star's Boytoy A Teen Prostitute!

( This wasn't going to go well. )

[Same as with People, Fandom folks who might come across a copy of this magazine are welcome to know the information in the article.]

Tony met Lee in his dressing room after the show. Despite having spent most of the last twenty-four hours together, Lee gave Tony a hug and kiss like they hadn't seen each other for months. They had to make up for all that time spent apart, after all.

"Lee!" Alicia, Lee's co-star, stuck her head in the open dressing room door. "You joining us for drinks tonight?"

"Got other plans," Lee told her.

Alicia grinned and winked at Tony, who blushed. "I bet you do," she said. "See ya tomorrow!" She ducked out, heading for adventures unknown.

Lee stuffed a couple of things in a backpack, zipped it up and slung it over his shoulder. They headed out of the theatre. No cabs were in sight at the moment, so Lee, after a quick glance around, pulled Tony into a nearby alley to kiss him again.

*FLASH*

Tony jerked his head up, searching for the source of the light. He realized a moment later that it was the last thing he should've done.

*FLASH FLASH FLASH*

He reached out his hand to call the camera to himself, anxious to remove the evidence and not even thinking of the consequences of using magic in front of a reporter.

"Don't," Lee said quickly, covering his Tony's outstretched hand with his own. "It's okay."

Tony hesitated for only a moment but it was long enough. The reporter dashed off. "It's going to be all over the Internet," he sighed.

Lee nodded. "Had to come out sooner or later. I'll call my publicist and she'll put a good spin on it." He pulled his phone from his pocket and gave Tony a quick kiss. "It's a relief, actually."

"Kinda late, isn't it?" Tony asked.

Lee grinned. "Timing's everything in P.R. Besides, I'm sure my bill will include an appropriate charge for the inconvenience." He hit a speed dial button and held the phone to his ear. "Jill!" he said a moment later. "You know that thing we were discussing? Time to go live."

FYI, Magic Reserve is not meeting today. The leaders will be having a bake sale tomorrow (fear!) and meetings will resume next Wednesday.

We now return to your regularly scheduled RP.

Tony lost his phone on Christmas Eve. He'd agonized for two hours over an appropriate gift for Lee's mom, finally deciding that a scented candle struck the right tone of being thoughtful and appropriate while remaining respectful. He hoped. He'd gotten his phone out to call Lee when he spotted an open cab and dashed for it. The phone flew from his hand into the gutter where it was promptly swept into the sewers.

For about half a second, he considered going after it, but he decided that introducing Mrs. Nicholas to her son's first boyfriend would be difficult enough without adding in a sewer stench. Besides, it had been an old phone and it wasn't likely that anything down in that frozen, stinking slush would be running up his phone bill. What could survive down there this time of year, anyway? Alligators? The most expensive part of his bill was the texting fees and alligators didn't have thumbs.

(Dinner with Lee's mom went surprisingly well. Granted, Tony would've taken nearly anything short of being burned at the stake as "going well", but even Lee had been pleased with the outcome.)

Tony didn't want to deal with the retail crowds on Boxing Day and with one thing and another, it wasn't until Monday afternoon that he got a replacement phone. And then discovered he had a message. Crap. He called Dinah's number right after he heard the message.

Tony didn't have any classes on Monday, which meant free time to study, work on magic or prepare for the play or Magic Reserves.

Instead he was lounging on his bed eating marshmallow strawberries, texting with Lee and watching last week's episode of Spooky Things.

[Door and post open! May be subject to bouts of SP due to work.]

Tony had been sleeping a lot for the last couple of days and dreaming strange dreams where he had fur and claws. He wondered if he was getting sick, but he didn't have a fever or any other symptoms. Eh, hardly the weirdest dreams he'd ever had.

He sat on his bed, reading Australian tabloids online and wondering how well Lee knew that blonde he was co-starring with.


[For one but open after and he's gone, but there's a note.]