There Are Flowers in the Garbage [Musebox]

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

Expecting that school, both correspondence and not, was going to keep Howard and Diana busy was probably a vain hope. Howard's sleep schedule keeps him from usually having evenings free (either he's napping or he's zombified), but occasionally his and Diana's free time overlap. Tonight is one of those nights.

See, it's after Christmas, and the grocer down the street throws away most of the turkeys that weren't sold by that day. Some of them are well rotten by now, but some of them were frozen before they were tossed, and as such they're still more than edible. Howard told Diana about this heinous crime, and they spent the last night unable to really sleep without thinking of all the meat going to waste.

So tonight they're striking a blow for justice. Or for hunger. Whichever. Howard's donned black clothing to blend in with the background, and has brought his backpack and a shopping cart. At the very least they can get some emergency stores for the freezer. He waits outside Ian and Barbara's house for Diana, tapping his foot.

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[iselldrugstothecommunity]

"Why do you keep saying I'm the favorite?" He shakes his head. "You're the one with the doe eyes and the helpless little girl act."

[keep_surviving]

"Because you so are, Howie." Diana chuckles and pinches his cheeks. "Look at you, with your wobbling puppy eyes that can't hide anything. You could resist that?"

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

He slaps her hand away. The officer glances back at them. "No roughhousing back there."

Howard glares at Diana. "I don't have wobbling puppy eyes. I have dark, cold beady eyes that are black as my soul. Duh."

[keep_surviving]

"Sorry." Diana calls to the officer. "I just can't keep my hands off him."

"Oh, right, I forgot we're at a Hawthorne Heights concert." She winks at Howard. "Of course you do. Admit it, Howie, you're adorable. Barbara coddles you because you're her baby~"

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

"Give her three weeks and she'll coddle you too. If she lets us stay, that is." Howard runs a hand over his face. "Ugh, and Ian hates getting woken up late..."

The police car comes to a halt and the officer opens the door for them. "Alright, you two. Come in, get frisked, get your phone call. As long as someone posts a bond for you I won't even check to make sure it's her parents."

He acts like he's doing them a favor, and honestly it'll make things easier fro them. As they get out of the car, Howard slips his lockpicks onto the street.

[keep_surviving]

"She already does, trust me." She rolls eyes and sighs in an expired manner. "It's a bit tiring."

"But like I said, you're the Golden Boy. She's known you much longer and wants to take care of you because you're her little adopted kiddy."

Diana smirks as she steps out of the car. "Ooo, frisked twice in one night. Aren't I a lucky girl?"

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

"That's not what it's like." His tone is angry, but he gets complacent once the police officer takes him inside. No point in making waves. "You call. You're better at that whole 'poor innocent me' act."

He stays very still, clearly uncomfortable while the officer frisks him and takes away his knife and backpack, then goes to sit on the bench in the cell and wait for Diana to be done.

[keep_surviving]

She's very compliant as they search her and she tells them she'll be making the call. It takes her a moment, waiting for the 60's phone to finish each of its cycles back to the start, but eventually it starts ringing.

Diana's hoping it's Barbara who answers, for simplicities sake. Though to be fair, Ian wouldn't be as grumpy with her as he would Howard, as she's still new and female so he has that whole 'gentleman' thing to keep up.

She clears her throat in preparation for the right voice for whoever picks up.

[first_in_time]

When the phone rang and Ian merely grumbled and rolled over, pulling the blankets higher over his head, Barbara sighed and got out of bed. Her hand covered a yawn as she shuffled down the hall to where the telephone was ringing loudly.

"Yes? Hello?" Barbara said tiredly into the handset while rubbing sleep from her eye.

[keep_surviving]

Oh, good, Barbara, time to appeal to that doting mother instinct.

Her tone was apologetic and voice was small as if being weighed down by guilt. "Barbara, it's Diana." She even remembered to make her words wobble a little as if on the verge of tears. "Me and Howard might have gotten ourselves into a little bit of trouble."

And for FAYZ kids, a little trouble usually meant big trouble.

[first_in_time]

She frowned at the wall, still trying to shake the fuzzies from having just been roused from sleep.

"What happened?" asked Barbara before covering the mouthpiece to stop the sound of her yawn reaching Diana. Because that would be rude.

[keep_surviving]

"Well, we may have been arrested for breaking and entering into the grocer." And maybe attempted theft but she thinks the officers will forget about that since the food was for the tip anyway.

"And now we sort of need bailing out."

[first_in_time]

"You're arrested and you 'sort of need bailing out?' Oh, Diana," Barbara sighed. There was nothing quite like hearing that both of one's charges had been arrested to wake one up. "I'll be there in half an hour. Please don't do anything more until I get there."

Barbara hung up the phone and went to wake Ian, for between them they taught a number of students in the area and with both of them going there was a better chance of appealing to an officer or two. Hopefully that would be enough to lower the cost of the bail, or something equally helpful.

[splendid_roman]

Anyone who rung at this time of night was either a wrong number or an emergency. So despite Ian's reluctance to get up he hadn't gone back to sleep either.

When Barbara came back to the bedroom he asked, "Who was it?" and yawned.

[first_in_time]

"Diana," she answered as she pulled out trousers and a clean shirt for Ian. "They've been arrested. I told them we'd be there soon."

Under the impression that Howard and Diana had something between them (romantic or otherwise), Barbara often referred to them as 'they'. She pulled out something clean and presentable for herself, too, and began to get dressed.

"We'll possibly need the cheque book. Is it still in the drawer by the telephone?" Barbara sounded casual because there was no point in getting angry just yet. It was better to wait until everyone was home. Or at least in the car on their way home.

((OOC: I figured that Barbara and Ian could do a few tags, and then we'll jump back to the police station?))

[splendid_roman]

"They've what?" Ian sat up in bed, not saving his anger until later. "What were they doing to get arrested?"

He briefly considered not going to get them to teach them a lesson, but it wasn't worth the aggravation, so he got up and started getting dressed.

[first_in_time]

"Diana didn't say where specifically," Barbara began dragging a brush through her hair, "but she mentioned breaking and entering. Why is anyone's guess - unless they've found something of use, such as perfectly fine engine parts they could sell, or wasted food."

Once her hair was out of her eyes and somewhat presentable, she found their cardigans and her handbag. At the door, she passed Ian his coat after she'd fished the cheque book from the telephone drawer and put it in her bag.

"Let's just get them out. We can sort out what to do with them once we're home," she told Ian, pulling on her own coat.

[splendid_roman]

"Oh, great." Ian could just imagine all sorts of scenarios. The worst part was that he couldn't just assume someone had got the wrong end of the stick - it was possible that they had broken into somewhere.

"All right," he agreed, then put on his coat, picked up his car keys and yawned again as he stepped outside into the cold.

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

It's a good thing Ian and Barbara don't decide to just let them stay in jail, as Howard's already doubting that they're coming back. He sits in his cell, swinging his feet and chewing at the drawstring of his jacket, as the officer ushers Diana back into the room.

"Did they say they're coming for us?"

[keep_surviving]

Diana's eyes were going to get stuck if she kept rolling her them like this.

"No, Howard, they aren't. Barbara said we deserved what we got and a night or two here would teach us a lesson." Her sarcasm was so thick, it could have melted the wire in the window of their room.

"Honestly, what do you think?"

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

"I don't know, Diana, this is my first time being arrested with this set of guardians." He tugs at the drawstring in his mouth and winces as it rubs against a cut in his mouth. "Are they both coming?"

[keep_surviving]

"I don't know. Barbara answered and said she was coming but I'm guessing she'll tell Ian and he'll want to come too." Besides, they'd probably be taking Ian's car, right?

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

"Great. Ian's going to want to throttle me. He hates waking up any time before he has to." Howard sucks on the edge of the string and tries to ignore Diana.

[first_in_time]

A loud clanking rang around the small cell from somewhere the occupants couldn't quite see. Footsteps echoed down the concrete hall, growing in volume until a police officer stepped into view, leading the Chestertons into the room where Howard and Diana were being held.

The look on Barbara's face was a mix of empathy, tiredness and irritation. She knew that Ian had discussed stealing with Howard previously, and thought that it had all stopped now. Clearly not.

"Can you confirm that these are the people you're here for?" the officer asked.

[splendid_roman]

Ian's expression was just tiredness and irritation. "That's them," he confirmed. "Tell us how much we have to pay and we'll take them off your hands."

"They'll have to come back tomorrow to face charges," the officer said.

Ian gave Howard and Diana a look that told them they were in serious trouble and followed the policeman out to discuss specifics.