Date: Sun, 26 Oct 2014 16:47:00 +1000
From: Addisyn Draco Batchelor <addisyn.draco@gmail.com>
Subject: Ok. 19

This story is a work of fiction. any similarities are completely
coincidental. 'Ok.' contains love and sex between teenage boys. Any mention
of celebrities or characters from tv is not an assumption of their
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Sweden.

Naturally, it was necessary to elaborate on the brief explanation we gave
Dylin. Honestly, I don't know how I managed to explain it to Toby. It's a
difficult thing to tell someone that their entire DNA structure has been
altered, and that they'd never be the same again. I mean, sounds simple
enough, right?

Anyways, when Dyl was caught up on everything, we tucked into our meals and
prepared ourselves for Sweden. Toby had a functional knowledge of
Stockholm, but that's about where it stops. He's visited Guthenburg and
Malmö on tour, but couldn't tell us anything about them, other than
that they are pretty. So we basically spent the last hour on the plane
joking about how lost we were going to be.

The plane finally descends on Stockholm Airport, and we slowly made our way
to the arrival's lounge. We already had our luggage, Obi had 'retrieved' it
from the plane's luggage storgage. The baggage handler will probably be
very confused, but we'll be long gone by then. We were lucky enough to get
off the plane and halfway through the airport unscathed, until another
group of screaming girls ambushed us. Luckily, I spotted them as they were
coming towards us. I mean, they weren't difficult to spot, they were
running at full speed and screaming. Hard to miss, really.

As they got closer, I noticed Dyl panicking. I knew exactly how he felt. I
looked over at Toby, and he was looking at Dyl too. Probably telepathically
explaining how many times he's been mobbed. I really didn't want to share
Tobes, so I pulled the same trick I did on Laura. We managed to get passed
them, mainly because they were standing there, dazed and confused. I wanted
to give them a vision of their fiery deaths before I incinerated them, but
I decided against it. I'm not evil. Well, not the last time I checked. Dyl
looked more confused than before.

"What the fuck was that about?!" He asks, looking like he'd just sat
through a lecture on string theory. "I mean, first they were screaming and
galloping towards us, then they just stopped! Was that one of you?"

"Well, yeah. I kinda made them unable to see us. Of course, they still
think they saw us, they just couldn't see us as we went past them. It's a
good trick to know when your boyfriend is a mega-star."

"Tell me about it." Obi pipes in, as he leans over and kisses my cheek. Dyl
smiles, but I can't help but sense slight jealousy. I hope things go well
with Ulrik, otherwise Tobes and I will have to scour the world for a sexy
boyfriend for him. Not that we'd mind, I think we've both kind of adopted
him as a brother. Well, a brother that we have sex with...

We got out of Stockholm Airport and were met by yet another limo. I look at
Toby and he just shrugs his shoulders.

"What? I like limos! You can walk if you like." Then he poked his tongue
out. I melted, naturally, and we jumped in laughing. Dyl's eyes were as
wide as dinner plates when he saw the inside of our 'chariot'. I was kinda
shocked too. Leather seats, tinted windows, it was gorgeous. Toby poured
champagne and proposed a toast.

"To my new friend, and my boyfriend. Let's hope this trip is full of
surprises." We all clinked glasses and took a sip. I was a little confused
about Obi's toast. Surprises? What could that mean? It's probably nothing,
so I put it out of my head.

We got to the hotel too quickly again. It would have been nice to stay in
it for longer, but we were all jet-lagged and tired. So the hotel was
probably the best place for us. Luckily, Toby thought ahead and placed a
fake call to the Swedish media, telling them we'd be at a different hotel,
so we didn't have to deal with more screaming girls and flashing
cameras. It's best not to frighten Dyl off so early.

Tobes and I had a room to ourselves, with Dyl's room right next to us with
an adjoining door. I don't know if Toby knew we'd have a guest beforehand
or something, but I didn't ask. He must have changed the rooms around when
he set up Dyl's date with Ulrik. I swear, sometimes Toby is more of a
mystery to me than anything else I've ever faced. I know him better than I
know anyone, and let him closer to me than I have anyone else. Yet there
are things that he does that surprise and confuse me. It's exciting and
exhilarating.

We decided that since we didn't see New Zealand, bar the hotel room, that
we'd have a nap and actually see Sweden. Though the Swedish Hilton was
beautiful, Sweden itself is stunning. We slept for a couple of hours, which
was kind of ok because it was the late afternoon. We'd left at about lunch
time on a Thursday, arrived at about 5:00 on the same Thursday. Weird,
right. I don't know how Obi does it. After we'd slept and ordered room
service, we were waiting for it to arrive when Dyl piped up and said,

"I'm so fucking hungry! I'm going to go pick up my meal from the
kitchen. They let me do that right?"

"Yeah, that's fine. They're probably used to it, heaps of celebrities stay
here." Obi said, being the expert in this subject. I kind of wanted Toby to
myself, so I had no objections. As soon as Dyl had left the room, Toby
looked at me and said,

"I know you were confused when I mentioned surprises. I'm glad, because
this had to be a surprise. You are the single most amazing thing on this
planet, and the one thing that I need. If I was to ever lose you, I would
crumble. I want you to be with me forever, so..." Then he got down on one
knee. 'I can't believe this is happening!' I think to myself.

"Axyl Darius Kayl, will you marry me?" If those were the last words I'd
ever heard, I'd be happy. Then I watched as the most beautiful white gold
ring with a diamond the size of a walnut appeared in his hands. He placed
it on my finger and I felt the tears that had been forming flow down my
cheeks. I said all that I could say,

"Yes! A million times! Yes, yes yes!" At least I think I said that. It's
kind of all a blur. At that precise point, the door opens, and Dyl comes
running in, crash-hugging both of us.

"I'm so happy for you! Omigod, show me the ring! Fuck! It's gorgeous!" He
babbled, in a kind of incredible high pitched, constant scream. Obi and I
giggle like school girls, all the tears we were holding back falling to the
floor.

"Wait, wait. You knew about this!?" I yell, sarcastically. If it's possible
to yell sarcastically.

"Yeah, but Toby told me not to tell. He frightens me sometimes." He says,
smiling and looking like a timid little puppy. I couldn't stay mad at
him. Obi on the other hand...  I look my fiancé in the eye and
telepathically say,

"Min kärlek, you are amazing. But if there are any more surprises
like this, I can not be held accountable for what I might do on reflex." I
add an evil glint in my eye. He laughs out loud, and Dyl looks at us both,
confused.

"What are you guys laughing about?"

"Nothing, Ax is just telling me how many circles of hell he'll raise if I
surprise him like that again." Toby says, walking a very fine line.

"Oh. No worries, don't mind me!" Dyl replies, only just holding back his
laughter until he finished speaking. Then I swear he howled with
laughter. Boys. Can't live without them, can't think of a good enough
reason to annihilate them.

Realising that we hadn't gotten our meals yet, we all decided to go find
them and eat them in the dining room. That way, there's nothing stopping us
from seeing the at least a little bit of Stockholm before we go to my home
town.