no, he's not the smart kind of nerd.

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[somehow this idiot got his hand stuck in the small hole in the door to the bathroom on the way out. there was a knob once, but god only knows what happened to it.]

... oh crap.

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[combustingly.livejournal.com]

Well, that's pretty special.

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

[He's done a lot of stupid things, he'll admit, but getting his hand stuck in a door, never.]

...'the hell?

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[and like his hair, his face is red!]

Sh-shut up!

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

It wasn't my fault I swear! Like, I went to go grab it then it fell and I jumped and then slipped and like--

[thunk-- that was his head against the door.]

Ow ... ow, that kind of hurt.

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[someone's taking your hand on the other side, nerdxel. just sighs.]

You need a babysitter.

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[the voice is something nice to hear, and it's audible the way he relaxes against the door with a sigh.]

Roxas, I seriously think someone's out to get me.

[his hand squeezes the angel's.]

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

Hey- calm down, kid. Just- just move over so I can get to the other side.

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

W-what? But the door won't open ...

[confused kid is confused.]

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

Well, fuck. 'Guess you're doomed, kid.

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

No way! Break it down or something! Just don't smash me please.

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

[Like he didn't think of that. But Axel's no macho man, in fact, he's kinda frail and skinny. Sigh.. Guess he'll try anyways.]

Alright, kid. I'm not sure how this is gonna work, but I'll try not to smash you.

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

Uhhh, okay!

[just silently praying he lives. what an unfortunate death this would be.]

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

[Mentally groans and asks himself why he's doing this before charging at the door with his upper arm. He heard a loud banging noise, but..]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

Try again!

[even if his heart is in his throat and his eyes are as big as baseballs. he can do this! he'll be strong!]

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

Alright..

[So he'll keep at it until the door budges or he's either too tired.]

You're pretty brave, kid.

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

R-really?

[that makes him sparkle just a little, because he's never been referred to as brave, but he probably plows the claim when he screeches like a girl as the door's hinges bust and it comes careening down.]

..sorry, i was eating.

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

Dammit, kid, what the hell was that?

[He winces at the noise the kid just made, but reaches out to prevent the door from falling on top of the him.]

WAS IT DELICIOUS?

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

A bird! Uh, a bird. Yeah.

[tries not to cower under the door's weight, but as it's lifted back and away from him, he sighs in relief.]

Thanks. Err ...

[though it's still on his wrist.]

what gets better than canned soup?

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

[Shifts the door so he can get a look at the idiot and is a little surprised to see a younger mirror image of himself. Boy, has he outdone himself.]

Heh. Good one. Now how are we supposed to get your hand outta there.

absolutely nothing if it's manhattan clam chowder. mmm.

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[insert a nervous smile here, and then he shrugs helplessly.]

Beats me ... do they have saws in this place?

[but then he thinks about all the horrible accidents that could happen with a saw near his wrist and his arm flinches back, smacking his hand against the too-small hole.]

Ffff-ow!

nah just some hothot turkey noodle soup to burn off my taste buds.

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

[He winces when the kid bangs his head on the door, as if he was the one with the abused head, but makes no movement to do anything. Yet.]

Hey, kid, stop that! You're just gonna get yourself hurt. We could pull it out. But I don't think your hand on the other end would like that.