29 CHimera Court, Sunday Morning

[mouthy_merc]

Well...

He wasn't in a hotel room. This was good.

And there was still a husband. And a hungover minion downstairs.

Interesting.

He wanted waffles now. So, he was in the kitchen. Making waffles.

"Mmm, waffly goodness."


[[OOC: Open for folks who might be in the house or stopping by]]

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[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"So that's where he gets the smugness," she said teasingly but thoughtfully. "How'd you know I went to see him?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"He stopped by last night," Wade replied with a smirk at her comment. "Did his usual smug thing and left."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly paused then grinned. "So he's the Good Fairy from Little Bunny Foo-Foo?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I don't recall being bopped on the head, but yes, that works."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"You were encouraging your 'sausagey druids' when I came in," Aly said. "Don't be judging my analogies just because the thought of Cable with wings is hilarious."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade facepalmed and tried to keep snickering. "And now it's stuck in my head. Like some freakish Touched By An Angel episode!"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Would one wing be metal?" Aly asked innocently, barely keeping a straight face. "Because that could hinder him in flight."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade paused. "Well, it never stopped Archangel when he was in that weird blue and evil phase."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Mmm, blue and evil," Aly said thoughtfully. "Interesting combination. Stormwings have metal feathers. Good ones for fletching. They're magekiller."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I understood killer and metal feathers in that," Wade replied slowly. "Now I want metal feathers. Damn you."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I'm tricksy," she deadpanned. "I have some Stormwing fletched arrows. I'll give you some if you like."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Awww," Wade was there, hugging her again. "You're the best friend ever."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly laughed and hugged him back. "Can you even shoot a bow?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade snorted and waved dismissively. "Is there a weapon I can't use?"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She rolled her eyes. "Trebuchet?" she suggested hopefully.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I understand the concept, but can't say I've ever had need to use one for real," Wade replied slowly. "And I did enjoy that thing on the History Channel about them!"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"We should build one," she said with a grin. "Can't have you only having conceptual knowledge after all. It'll do me good to know more about a weapon than you do."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade stared. "Marry me. Marry me and we shall run away and build weapons for fun!" A beat. "And Have Arashi come with as the servant."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly burst out laughing. "If I wanted to marry someone with a bit on the side, I would have married some stupid knight when I was sixteen. I'm afraid you're going to have to settle for friendship."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Aww, but you could do wifey things like make me pie!" Wade replied with a grin. "And then Arashi and I would have a fling in the barn. We'd have a barn, by the way. Because all people who build weapons and lie romantically in the country have one."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"It would really be more like buy you frozen pie and pretend I made it," Aly pointed out. "Though if you really want a barn, we could go back to Tortall and find a vacan castle."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Yes! We can! And then I can call you a busty wench!" Wade agreed. "And Arashi can also be a busty wench!"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly glanced down. "And you'd be lying about both of us."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Shhh," Wade replied, putting a finger to her lips. "Busty is a state of mind."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"So I shouldn't forget my bust either?" Aly laughed.