projectroxas | (no subject)

But boyfriends are supposed to tease their honeys.

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

[ decides to ease up on the said teasing. ]

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

[ 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!

[ gets to work on starting it up. ]

No toy comes without defects.

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

Puff! Wooooo. Puff! Wooooo.

[ stiffens & pauses in his attempts. ]

Hey!

[ wraps her arms around his middle, nuzzling his neck as she repeats over and over again: ]

Puff! Wooooo. Puff! Wooooo.

[ his scooter decides to start up then, adding to her sound effects with its putt putt putt while he wiggles a little. ]

Tony Scooter Services would like to ask you stop broadcasting a family secret. . .

[ laughs at that before giving a big kiss to his neck, loud sound effects and all. lets him go in favor of situating herself on the scooter, making sure her purse is properly secured. ]

[ squirms a bit, feeling both ticklish & shy at the affections. clears his throat. ]

. . . Ready?

[ puts on the helmet and nods, wrapping her arms around him once more. presses her cheek against his back and snuggles lightly. ]

Whenever you are.

[ when he feels her secure against his back, starts up the scooter for real to guide them out of the parking lot. ]

Is our ice cream place still open?

[ looks skyward as they go along, thinking. ]

I think so...

[ looks side to side when they're at the exit of the parking lot to join the main roads. ]

Guess there's always Option B if it's closed.

[ tries to peer at his face. ]

Option B?

[ busily battling the traffic. or the lack of. ]

Ninja maid.

[ blinks once. twice. once more before asking: ]

Ninja maid?

[ looks back at her when they are caught at a traffic light briefly. ]

Your maid. Ninja maid.

[ thinks briefly about correcting him, deciding against it at the last minute. ]

Then we will leave it up to her if the time should come.

[ putt putt putt. ]

. . . Tinkerbell is asking for food too.

[ blinks downward. removes a hand from anthony's waist to pat at the scooter. ]

Poor baby.

Onward, noble fairy. Ice cream before gas.

[ when they approach a desolate area on the road she repositions her head on anthony's back, looking downward in thought. her words hold an undertone of something between sadness and appreciation when she speaks: ]

Thank you. For coming with me.

You're welcome.

[ decidedly puts the rest of his words on hold until he is able to park & get tinkerbell to quiet down. after a moment's hesitation, he decides not to turn around, allowing her some privacy to make any expression that she so chooses. ]

Lyssa. [ short pause. ] What's wrong?