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Kon is sitting at a booth, blasting music through his headphones and in general just ignoring everything around him. His excuse for ignoring things is the notebook in front of him, though you'd think he'd be actually writing something rather than staring at a blank page. For at least ten minutes.

Hmm.

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There's some worse evil somewhere, surely! Like little munchkins in green hats dancing naked! Around a rainbow!

Kon smirks slightly. "But if I -demonstrate-, that means I lose." He hasn't forgotten about that, after all. Even in the face of his eagerness!

But Tim does not know they exist!

"Well, then. I guess you'll just have to live without a repeat performance." A shrug accompanied those words. Hey, remember? Tim the Tease.

He should be glad he doesn't. So very glad.

"...I should totally just give up on winning, huh?" Look at that resolve go wavery. Hey, can you blame him?

Do Kon know these creatures exist? And if so, how the hell does he?

"I didn't know there was a contest here." A little chuckle escaped Tim's lips.

Don't ask. Just. Don't. Ask.

"Sure you didn't." Kon shakes his head. "Well, I give up. You win." With that, he kisses Tim's neck.

Ah, but when you told Tim not to ask, that just fueled his curiosity even more!

He couldn't help laughing softly at that statement. Hey, even if it hadn't been a contest, it felt good to be announced the winner. He took the kiss to the neck graciously.

He -really- didn't want to know this one.

"What's so funny?" Kon asks, pulling back to eye Tim.

It would take a lot of convincing to deter him. Or distractions.

"What? Should I not be happy over my unexpected victory?" Totally innocent reason. Yep.

Kon's good at distractions.

"Nah, but I bet that's not the -only- reason."

That he was. Although not so much on the convincing thing.

"And what would my so-called other reason be?" Came the inquiry as Tim leaned forward to mimic what Kon had just done to his own neck.

Hey, he can't be good at -everything-.

"Um." Kon closes his eyes. "You know what, I can't recall it now."

Like Bart couldn't cook?

"Oh, am I distracting you?" Tim pulled back at that. "My bad." He didn't look in the least bit sorry. It anything, he looked smug.

Can -any- of them? Well, maybe Cassie. ...nah, probably not.

Hey, no pull back! Pull back bad! "Oh, go ahead," Kon says. "I don't mind."

Tim could cook! ...Kind of!

"But I'd hate to destroy your line of thought..." Perfectly innocent look. Tim was master at it.

What does this 'kind of' mean?

"It's lost anyway. You know my brain. Can never get those things back." Kon makes puppy eyes at him. "C'mon."

It meant that Kon would never really find out.

Now how could Tim resist that? He laughed a bit before he pulled Kon down for a kiss, tugging on his shirt.

Not even if he showed off a hidden talent in return?

Kon grins and kisses back. Maybe he was a little good at convincing after all, or maybe Tim had just let him win. He doesn't really mind either way.

What hidden talent would that be? Doing the laundry?

He pulled back after a few moments, still smiling. He then moved onto the back of Kon's ear, like he had done in the beginning.

Nope. Better! ... which isn't hard at all!

Ooh, back to that. Kon's definately not complaining. he does smirk, though, when a thought occurs to him. "So if I demonstrated other things, would you do them, too?"

Cleaning up his room for once?

"Maaaybe." He peered up at Kon with an impish expression on his face.

....Now the guesses are just unfair.

"You're not gonna let me know for sure, huh? Just gotta take a risk?" Not that he minded taking risks.

There was a question of fair or unfair?

"Isn't finding out half the fun?" was the response.

When was it not?

"...Point." Kon smirks and leans in to put his lips on TIm's neck again. But not a kiss this time, as he proceeds to try to give Tim a hickey.

When Tim was asking the question?

"Are you giving me a hickey in public?" Tim couldn't help asking, but he didn't sound upset about it, either. Just amused.

What -is- the question, anyway?

"Mmhmm," Kon answers, and pulls back when he's satisfied that he succeeded.