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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ sitting on his scooter out in the parking lot of the building that he knows is alyssa's last class of the day, elbows braced against the handles as he waits. only checks the clock of his cellphone once when the stream of people appear, signaling the end of the hour. thinks about texting her, but manages to refrain, quietly waiting for a certain princess to appear. ]

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks, having managed to caught that thanks to their proximity. ]

Mister Duck only owns my soul.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes her head a bit at that, just resting her cheek against his back. ]

Are we there yet?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ nearly misses the green light, moving only when there's a light honk from behind. starts up tinkerbell again despite the insistent feeling to pull over to ask. ]

Tacos or sandwich?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks. looks up at the sky and hums. ]

Sandwich, I think.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ at that, he makes a swift left turn at the intersection that comes up, driving into a small strip mall with a Subway. drives around a little bit in search for a suitable parking space. settles for second-best in the end.

calms down the putt putt putt & turns to face her. ]

The usual?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ takes off her helmet and hands it to him, giving him a wide smile. ]

Yes please!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ lets the helmet dangle from one of the handles as his eyes shift away from her face toward something beyond her head. ]

. . . Let's be adventurous.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ tilts her head. ]

Adventurous?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ points toward the mongolian buffet. ]

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ turns slightly to look over at it. smiles and turns back, nodding excitedly. ]

Okay!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ gets off the scooter, pockets the keys & offers a hand. ]

I hereby declare that I am not liable for any stomachaches.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ takes the hand, careful in the way she wiggles off the scooter. ]

I've been told that I've got my mommy's stomach of steel. I can take anything!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

. . .

[ looks mildly impressed. & envious. ]

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ puffs out her chest a little bit proudly. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Darwin's favourite gene pool.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Says the guy who looks extremely handsome.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ reaches for her hand. ]

My evolution stopped at average.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes her head and takes his hand, tugging him down a bit to kiss him on the cheek. ]

You don't give yourself enough credit. You are very handsome.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ draws back from the kiss, shuffling his feet a little. then turns away to start tugging her along toward the restaurant. ]

For my honey.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ laughs and follows, trying to peek at his face. ]

Always!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ turns it away a little more, trying to bury his blush. ]

Let me regain my manliness.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ puts her free hand on her hip, deciding to let up for now. ]

You're always manly to me!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ recovers, but still looks straight ahead. ]

I'll be as strong as Gaston someday.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Gaston is pretty strong and handsome... but he should lose most of that hair on his chest.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Men were born imperfect.