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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ ignores the strange looks from the passing drivers as he travels leisurely on his scooter. the sound of the characteristic putt putt putt noise of his transportation fills the driveway when he arrives in front of the mansion. it takes him another minute (or two) to properly park & put the machine to rest.

straightens & leans back in the seat a little as he takes out his phone to quickly type a text message: let me be your guest, mademoiselle & looks up toward a window to wait. ]

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

We'll get used to each other again. We have time now.

1/2

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Mm. I hope so.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ suddenly lifts a hand to yawn, blinking in surprise. puts on her signature pout as a result. ]

Aw phooey, I think I'm getting a little sleepy.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ fishes out his scooter keys from his pockets. ]

Should we make our grand escape?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ pauses to glance over at tony, who seems to still be talking to someone. ]

Do you really want to leave?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ also looks. looks away. ]

Don't you?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ keeps on looking at tony before directing her eyes elsewhere, conflicted. ]

Maybe...

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ eyes drift back to tony. drifts away once again, instead locking themselves on alyssa. ]

Tinkerbell will wait if you want to stay longer.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ stares at him for a moment, wondering if she should elaborate. decides against it at the last minute, just shaking her head. ]

No, I think I've had enough partying for tonight!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ one last glance & then turns his entire attention on her, smiling a bit. ]

Ice cream aftermath?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ shifts out of their previous position, instead reaching to take his hand. ]

Yes please!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ takes her hand back while puffing up a bit in pride. ]

I got paid today. Would you like a strawberry sundae?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ might be bouncing on her heels a little bit in excitement. ]

Oh! Oh, yes please!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ nods, his voice still holding a residue of pride despite glancing back at tony, though for a different reason this time around. ]

Think he has time for a good-bye?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ sticks her nose up slightly in the air. ]

For us? Of course.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ leads them forward, speaking matter-of-factly. ]

If he doesn't, I'll punch him.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ laughs at that, not feeling like there's a need to respond with anything more as they go forth towards their destination. ]

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ when they approach he pulls his eyes away from the girl in front of him, lifting a hand. ]

Yo! Took you guys long enough.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ his free hand twitches with a firmly repressed punch as he looks between the giggling girl, tony & the spot behind tony's head while adopting a thicker accent than necessary. ]

Adieu.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ looks down at them both, sulking a bit. ]

Vous partez déjà? Why?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

. . . I gave up French in kindergarten.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ beams at that, reaching over to ruffle his hair. ]

I asked why you're leaving, silly bird-thing! The night is still young!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ tugs alyssa into view. ]

She deserves a strawberry sundae.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks down at her, then anthony. looks kind of confused, scratching his head. ]

Do you guys want me to come with you?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

That won't be necessary. [ tightens her grip on anthony, leaning on him to make her point. ] It's a date. You don't bring along other people on dates!