❤✨ One With the Reindeer
A/N
I've had this idea for a while; it was one of the first ones I came up with when I was formulating this story.
Summary:
When Carson and Olivia are left alone in the tower because the others are out going grocery shopping or whatever, what happens when Olivia gets a bright idea that may or may not prove to be quite embarrassing for Carson.
"I am BORED." Carson announced, sitting upside down on the couch in the lounge. His lilac covered head touching the floor, it almost looked like Olivia was sitting on an upside down chair, the cover of her book facing the wrong way as well, the red dragon on the cover glaring at him with it's matching color eye. Carson stared at the upside down gold text of the title, reading Eldest, kicking his legs up in the air.
"Then turn on Harry Potter or something." Olivia replied, not looking up from the book. "Besides, I'm almost done with this book and it's starting to escalate in intensity."
"One, there is not enough Hufflepuff representation in those movies, and two, that is always your excuse." Carson replied.
"Because you always catch me at the worst times. Now hold on a second (Warning: Spoilers for the Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini ahead), Murtagh's letting Eragon go-" Olivia started before cutting herself off and staring at the page in shock. She blinked and looked like she was re-reading what she just read. She sat back for a moment in silence, before quietly bookmarking the page... and hurling the book across the room with incredible force with a yell.
"What the hell?! What happened? What did you do that for?" Carson asked. He went to pick up the book and opened it to where the bookmark was, miraculously still in place, on page 652. He read the first paragraphs, not knowing what was going on or who any of the characters were. But he could grasp the concept of what was going on.
Ah, so the main character is the son of some super bad dude. Yeah, that is probably traumatic. *spoiler alert over :)*Carson thought as he put the book on the coffee table and sat back down in a slumped way, an I'm-so-done-with-everyone look on his face. After Olivia had finished hyperventilating for a little while trying to process what she had just read, she stood up and grabbed the book.
"You going to keep going?" Carson asked.
"No. I'll finish in a little while. I need to have a processing time. Besides, I need to think of ways to smack Tony for showing me this series. He's got another thing coming when he and the others get back from shopping." Olivia said, the last part she said almost to herself.
"I am still bored, though." Carson said.
"Well, there has to be something to do..." Olivia said before brightening up. "I have an idea!"
"What is it?" Carson asked.
"This might be one of the few chances where it's just us in the tower and we might as well make use of it." Olivia said before grabbing Carson's wrist and pulling him up off of the couch. "Do you have your cell phone?"
"It's always on me, but why?" Carson asked, but Olivia gave no reply. She dragged him up the stairs to their bedroom floor.
"You know, unless you're with me, this might be classified as borderline insane." Olivia said, plowing right by her door and stopping at the door right next to hers. Carson knew who's door it was and almost turned around before Olivia grabbed his wrist.
"Are you NUTS?" Carson asked.
"You wanted something that wasn't boring, right? Besides, I said since you're with me, you're fine." Olivia replied.
"Can you even get in?" Carson asked her. Olivia gave him a 'seriously' look before grinning.
"I'm the only other one who knows how to get in. It's my boyfriend's room, after all." Olivia replied before holding her hand over the door handle and turning it after a few moments.
The room was dark, the window closed and the curtains drawn. Olivia shook her head with a smile and opened the blinds and let the air flow in. The walls were painted with a light green paint, one wall completely covered by bookshelves. The opposite wall had a closet that was closed and made of a dark wood. There was a desk across from the four poster bed with a dark green comforter and similarly colored pillows.
"I keep telling him that it gets too hot in here without the window open. I would think that he of all people should remember that." Olivia said almost to herself.
"What, does he melt or something if it gets too hot?" Carson asked jokingly.
"Well, he'd sweat more excessively than a normal person." Olivia said, treating Carson's question seriously.
"Alright, we can not have come in here just to open a window. What are you planning?" Carson asked. Olivia didn't reply, but smiled as she went to the closet, opening it enough for her to slip inside. Carson heard a few shuffles and the sound of something falling followed by a "shit" and more shuffles, along with more noises that seemed to come from downstairs, though it was almost too loud to be the front door opening. Carson heard Olivia whisper "got it" before more shuffles and then Olivia's sweat pant covered legs. She was almost out of the closet, keeping her arms behind the closet door.
"Can you unlock your phone and open the camera?" Olivia asked. Carson did as he was asked, though not without a confused expression.
"What is behind the door?" Carson asked, holding out his phone for Olivia to take. Olivia smirked before pulling out a large gold thing. Carson's eyes widened.
"What the hell are you doing?" Carson asked, now fully alarmed. Olivia said nothing , just smiled as she took the phone and shoved Loki's helm onto Carson's head, spinning him around so his back was to the door. The helm was a bit large on Carson, so it slid forward, obscuring his vision before he shoved it back up. Olivia gave a smile before holding up Carson's phone, ready to take a video.
"You said you wanted to do something that wasn't boring, right? Can you do impressions?" Olivia asked, almost too sweetly.
"Not that well." Carson said, folding his arms with a hard look on his face.
"Hold that face. That's perfect. Now be as stupid and joking as you like." Olivia said.
"Promise you will not send this to anyone?" Carson asked.
"Promise." Olivia replied, holding up the phone and pressing the record button. "Go!" she said, pointing at Carson, though it almost seemed like she was pointing over Carson's shoulder, trying to hide a laugh with tight lips. Carson sighed and just decided to go along with it.
"I am Loki and I am the god of snakes and pointy things. My father hates me because I am the fucking spawn of Queen Elsa from Frozen and a Smurf with a serious need for some Clear Eyes. And-"
"I thought it was rude to joke about people's appearances." a voice from behind Carson said. He froze and turned around to see Loki in the doorway with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. Carson could hear Olivia's laughter from behind him. He carefully took of the helm and dashed from the room.
"And done." Olivia said, stopping the recording and opened the texting app. "Now to send a blast text message to the others..."
"I thought you said you weren't gonna send it." Loki said, walking over to look at the phone with a grin.
"I said that I wasn't gonna send it out. Sent from Carson's phone, sent from Carson." Olivia said, before shutting off the phone and putting it in her pocket.
"You're so devious." Loki replied, pulling her close.
"I learned from the best." Olivia replied.
Needless to say, Carson refused to speak to Olivia for a week after that.
A/N
So yeah, I finished this in the middle of my Stagecraft class because I got finished with my work early. I'm also covered in white paint, so that's a thing.
Anyways, First part of the story not about backstories, yay! I literally came up with this after I finished the origins chapter for Olivia, it just kind of hit me all of a sudden, but I had to get the other origins done first before could get this done.
Also, if you guys want to meet and follow the real Carson Ambrose, go to @erikdestlerismylife and tell him I sent ya! Great stories and great opinions! Also, I would never do this to you in real life, man, I promise, I'm not that cruel XD.
Bye for now!
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