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[alyssapillar.livejournal.com]

[ her daily routine started off as it usually did: crawling out of bed and plopping on the floor, letting out a little oof! at the impact. picking herself up, she makes her way to her bathroom in a hurry to do her business, throwing her hands up in the air when she scurries out into her room in a victory! fashion. after that she throws open her closet and drawers, rummaging around to pick out an outfit for the day.

pulls her shirt over her head, snaps her jumper on, then picks up her pajamas to set them on her bed neatly; her personal (ninja) maid would surely put it into the wash for her. fistpumps once, quickly crawling onto her bed to pet her fat kitty catbert, telling him to be good while she goes to find daddy before zipping out of the room at top-speed.

says a quick HI, BYE! to one of the maids along the way, zooming and rolling around to peer into every corner to find albert. stands up from peeking underneath a bed to tap her chin, going AH-HAH! when a thought strikes her; the study was her final destination. and when she gets there and sees her daddy she snickers, quietly crawling on the ground slowly so that he wouldn't notice her right away. peeks up over the table, beaming when she sees a plate of cheese there. shifty-eyes to albert, reaching a hand out to nab a few pieces and plop onto the ground.

& that's the pattern she'll have for a while, continuing on stealing nomming down the cheese as quietly as possible, her previous mission long forgotten in the face of a cheesy-delicious breakfast. ]

Comments

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Why?

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

'Cause! You get to be on your own. Freedom and shit, yeah? Setting your own rules.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

You didn't have enough freedom here?

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ shrugs. ]

Was a different place here, back then.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Well... if you were happy, that's all that really matters. [ tilts her head a little. ] Did you make a lot of friends?

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

Tons. Easier to hang out with friends in college if you got your own place, too. You can give 'em a place to crash and party, y'know?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Crash and party...?

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ blinks. ]

Yeah...?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ eyes glaze over a little as she thinks. after a while: ]

I don't really understand, but it sounds like fun!

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ snorts. ]

Don't worry 'bout it too much. I'm sure you'll make friends who'll teach you.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ scoots closer, eyes sparkling as another question hits her. ]

Did you meet Diane in college?

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

First year, yeah. She's been my girl ever since.

1/2

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Aw, that's so sweet~!

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ tilts her head onto his shoulder, giving him a cute look. ]

Do you think that could happen to me, too?

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

'Course it can. Can happen to anyone. Dunno if it will, but it might!

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ makes a hand into a fist. ]

Then I'll do my best!

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ gives her head a pat. ]

That's the spirit!

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ sits up straight again, nudging his hand a little with her head. ]

So what other kind of things should I look forward to? Tell me your secrets, uncle Damon~

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ scratches his chin in mock-thought. ]

Man, should I be giving away secrets so early? And so easily, I mean.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ gives him big doe eyes. ]

Please, uncle Damon? Pleaaaase~?

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

Hm. . .

Alright, tell you what. You make your dad some of those cookies of yours for me, and I'll tell you what you want. Deal?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Really? [ lifts her arms, throwing them around his shoulders to give him a hug. ] Yay! I'll do it, I'll do it~!

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ returns the hug, patting at her back. ]

Great! Extra sugar.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ pulls back a little, kissing his cheek. ]

Deal!

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ grins. ]

Right, okay. What would you like to know first?