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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]

[ works out a last 'goodbye' before he is pried away, giving her concerned glances once in a while during their trek out. ]

. . . ?

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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ when they're outside she slows down, simply walking instead of dragging anthony along. catches sight of those concerned glances, perking up to immediately signal that she's okay. ]

I'm just too excited for the ice cream!

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ decides to take his arm into both of her own, smiling a little bit sheepishly as she adds on: ]

That and I like my alone time with you the most.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ slows their walk toward his scooter when they are largely clear of the crowds that had gathered outside the main party area. few more seconds of silence, then: ]

I think this calls for a sleepover.

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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ tries to not look too enthralled at the thought, unable to help herself when her eyes light up and voice raises a tad. ]

Really?!

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ rubs her face into his shoulder, making little excited noises. ]

Yay! Today is the best day ever~! I love you!

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ is more subtly proud when he gets that smile out of her, giving her one pat to the head. ]

Love you too, honey.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

I only ask that you spare my lungs. They have wives and children near my pancreas.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ returns back to baseline, raising an eyebrow with a playful look on her face. ]

I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about, darling.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Denial should be listed as the eighth sin.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Still unsure of what you're talking about.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Think of my kidneys. I need my kidneys for comfortable times at the potty.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ lifts a hand to pat his head. ]

Don't worry, I won't cling onto you too much. Maybe.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ leans down a bit for the pets. ]

Anthony does not mind the clinging. Anthony might mind the bodily flattening.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ seems to pick up his meaning instantly, face going slightly pink. ]

I can't help it!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ considers being nice. discards the idea near-instantly. ]

Standard excuse.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ uses the hand she was petting him with to wordlessly whap him on the head. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Ow.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

You deserved it!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

But boyfriends are supposed to tease their honeys.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

But not about bad sleeping habits. Girls are supposed to sleep looking pretty!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ decides to ease up on the said teasing. ]

Other than the repeated attempted murders, I think it's okay.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ pouts a bit further, letting go of him as they finally approach his scooter. ]

Well at least I don't make weird noises in my sleep!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ gets to work on starting it up. ]

No toy comes without defects.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ scoots to stand behind him, leaning in closely to his ear. ]

Puff! Wooooo. Puff! Wooooo.