Scooter 8.2 - What it's All About

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Welcome back to the Scooters my little baby friends We return to San My with Xavier, as he navigates proper social situations for the first time in his life. Let's see what happens to him now.

 

Fashion District - San Myshuno...

Xavier found himself in the patronage of Planet City Pop, having a drink and letting the songs of strangers fill his ears as the night counted down.

Singing man: ...not unusual to be loved by anyone...it's not unusual to have fun with anyone...

Man: ...but when I see you hanging about with anyone...

Xavier: ...

Man: ...it's not unusual to see me cry, I wanna die...

Xavier: ...hey.

Man: Hey. I've never seen you here before. How's it going?

Xavier: Pretty good, dude--you have a great voice.

Man: Hey, maybe you should come sing with me next time.

Xavier: Oh, not me. I'm not a good singer. Like, at all.

Man: You don't have to be a great singer for karaoke, man. Just have fun with your friends.

Xavier: Hah. Maybe I should come here with some friends next time.

Man: Dude, well...I'm here. Come on! Let's kill it.

Xavier learned that the man's name was Jermaine. He learned a lot of things about him that night, as they continued hanging out deep into the late hours, even stepping out for some street food with him.

Jermaine Suárez: You're serious--Scooter? That's your last name?

Xavier: (chuckles) Seriously. Dude--some guy like eight generations ago had a dumbass name and now I'm here, stuck with it.

Jermaine: No, no, I actually think it's really cute. It's like...like a little creature.

Xavier: Seriously, you think I'm cute because of a little creature's name.

Jermaine: Hah! Well--that's not the only reason I think you're cute.

Jermaine and Xavier talked all the way home, about anything and everything in the world. It was odd he kept encountering these people that he could spill details of his life to, unprompted. But Jermaine was a great sport about it.

He actually found that he lived in the apartment building next to his. So it all worked out perfectly.

But Jermaine didn't go home that night. Xavier didn't let him. And that, he surmised, was just great on its own.

Xavier: Mmm. You smell so good.

Jermaine: Come on. Get your shit off.

Jermaine: You've got condoms, right?

Xavier: Yeah dude. I'm never not prepared.

Jermaine: Awesome.

Jermaine went home the next morning, with Xavier's number in his back pocket, smiling a little as he went. Xavier got ready for work the next day, feeling like the night had been pretty excellent. He promised to keep in touch. He was really coming to like this city.

Xavier: (humming) not unusual...hmm hmm... anyone...

Xavier: I'll tell you a secret!

Fayrouz: What is it?

Xavier: I can actually tolerate a little bit of spice now. I can eat vinegar!

Fayrouz: Vinegar! ...uhhh, congrats!

Nobody tell Xavier that he's inherited one thing from his mother: the fact that he's a lazy nerd that can't stay away from basketball for some reason.

Xavier: Sportsball!

Fayrouz: Ugh, when are we gonna play a real sport? Like tackle poker.

Xavier was becoming a regular sight at Chez Haddad!

Fayrouz: Grandma, what did I tell you. You feed the stray animals once and they'll just keep on coming back.

Xavier: Hey!

Nora: Oh, stop. Who else is going to eat the leftovers that are going bad?

Xavier: Nora...don't tell me that.

Nora: I'm kiiiiiddiiiiing. Mostly.

Xavier: This your room? Doesn't it get cramped?

Fayrouz: Trust me. It's tough in these streets. But it's hard to save money...

Xavier: Yeah, I get it.... Even though we live in the "cheaper" part of town, it's still expensive.

Fayrouz: Yep. Harder when you have your dad's loans coming after you still. So...not ideal.

Xavier: The fuck? Why's your dad not paying his own loans off?

Fayrouz: He's dead.

Xavier: ...oh. Man. I'm...

Fayrouz: It's fine. Grandma actually used to pay for them, but it got hard for her too, so...enter me.

Xavier: Explains why it's hard to open that restaurant.

Fayrouz: Hah, yeah, that's another fun side effect of that too. It also explains why I can't just move out yet. But...that'll come on its own. You get it.

Xavier: ...I'd help you.

Fayrouz: With what?

Xavier: With your restaurant. I'd help you open it. Not that I'm any good with that sort of thing...but I think it'd be cool.

Fayrouz: That's really nice, Xavier, but two people floundering around isn't going to make for a good business.

Xavier: Well, whenever you feel like we can cut it. Let me know. I wanna be Gordon Ramsey behind the scenes lowkey.

Fayrouz: (smiling) Xavier, that is a horrifying thing to aspire to.

Jules Rico what are you still doing here? You died 2 generations ago.

Jules: Yeah, remember how you installing Snowy Escape broke your games like a Kit Kat and you had to start all over? Don't ask dumb questions again.

Not sure how Xavier's gonna cut being the second coming of Gordon Ramsey if he can't properly flip a burger. His performance took a hit today.

Xavier: No offense but I will now crawl into my washing machine and turn it on.

What he WILL improve on, however, is his singing.

Xavier, at the top of his lungs: When you walk away, you don't hear me say
(inhales) PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE OH BABY! DON'T GO!
Simple and clean is THE WAY THAT YOU'RE MAKE ME FEEEEEEEEL tonight
It's hard to let it go <////3

Xavier: Hey! What's in your pani puri chutney? Is it spicy?

University townie: I have a degree you know. I was supposed to be in robotics. I had so much going for me.

Xavier: ...uh...

Townie: I had (sobs) so much going for me...

Xavier: ...never mind.

I don't even know why I got Xavier all that shit for inside his apartment when all he does is come outside and play ball at the park outside.

Xavier: Contrary to popular belief I did not make this shot.

Xavier...you totally went and scavenged this random food like a vulture, didn't you.

Xavier: Hey, someone paid for me. Didn't have to be me necessarily. They can think of it as an act of charity.

Xavier: Nora! Nora! I saw something terrible. The restaurant I went to...served me microwaved chicken nuggets and passed it off as orange chicken.

Nora: ...I have never heard a crime so grievous. Pack up, Xavier. We've got some kneecaps to take.

{A/N: This happened to me once. I cried.}

Not one to be one-upped, Xavier invites Fayrouz over as well.

Xavier: I hope you're ready for the show stopper of the night. May I present to you... Mack Donalds.

Fayrouz: (sniff) Such a pleasure it is to be served the prestigious and oft-coveted Big MacTM Sandwich.

They even did fun karaoke!

Xavier and Fayrouz at the top of their lungs: HUMP ME, FUCK ME, DADDY BETTER MAKE ME CHOKE YOU'D BETTER--HUMP ME, FUCK ME--

Eventually, Xavier gave his new best friend a key to his apartment.

Fayrouz: You're entrusting me with a lot, you know. What if you come home and I've used all your toilet paper?

Xavier: You'll never even come close to scratching the surface of my toilet paper horde. Nice try, Al-Dimashqi.

Fayrouz: (smiling) Thanks, Xavier. Promise I won't use this key for evil.

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That's what I've got for you today friends. I'm not gonna lie--I took all these pictures more than a year ago and I really don't know what's going on in a lot of them. I guess we'll make it up as we go. See you next time!