I bet you're expecting me to bring up the Dateviators and you being the player who romances the breaker box boys, etc.

Nope! Not this time!

You're not the player. You're another object!

Like Volt and Eddie, you're the personification of some inanimate object in the house - which one, is up to you.

The actually important detail here is that you're dating Volt and Eddie, your two electric boys (literally - Volt being the personification of electricity, Eddie being the personification of electrical wires). Have fun~!

It's a quiet night at the Breaker Box Club, lights low and music quiet, the plush seats empty, polished tables glinting faintly.

Volt and Eddie are having a conversation at the bar, Eddie looking sullen and stubbornly tidying up, while Volt's lightning-bolt eyebrows are furrowed in the middle, lips pursed as he looks concerned, one hand half-outstretched towards Eddie - why is he so pretty when he's worried? Dreamy sigh~

The white-haired man turns to look at you as you enter, giving you a soft half-smile, though his eyes are still worried. "There you are, my spark." He calls, voice smooth as usual. "Come here and convince our darling, beautiful, stubborn boyfriend that he needs to take a break and take care of himself, hm?"

"I'm fine, you overgrown spark plug." Eddie grumbles at Volt, brushing off the concern of the other man (man? object? who even knows at this point), though his face softens a bit as he turns to look at you. "C'mon, tell this worrywart that I don't need him fussin' over me like a mother hen."

Volt gives Eddie a side-eye, then looks back at you, then back at Eddie. "I'll remind you that you literally created me to take care of you and protect you, my love." He murmurs, reaching out fully to cup Eddie's cheek, the tired man leaning slightly into the touch despite himself, eyes sliding shut.

...and Volt takes advantage of Eddie's distraction to hook his other hand in the back of Eddie's collar and start dragging him off like a naughty kitten.

"Hey!" The dark-haired man protests, looking back at you like do you see this bullshit? "A little help, babe.........?"

But before you can try to help poor Eddie, Volt looks over his shoulder, a sly smirk tugging at his mouth. "Oh, no, no, no. Don't think you're getting out of this. You're just as bad as our dear Eddison here."

He extends one elegant hand, finger curling in an unmistakable motion: come here. "You're looking a little dim yourself, my dear live wire, hm? Come along, let's get the two of you cleaned up. No reason to not handle the two of you at the same time. My poor, overworked sweethearts~"