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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[the_merriest]

Rikku beamed. "Totally won't. Besides, we're old-school and all. Rights of seniority or whatever."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Exactly!"

See, Rikku totally understood things. She was the best minion ever. other than Turtle. They were equal. Totally.

"You feeling well enough for more water?"

[the_merriest]

"I think so," she nodded. "Yeah. Uh. Hey. Thanks? For being all awesome and ... yeah. You know."

Insert lots of feeling-type things here, in a normal non-evasive sort of conversation between other people.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I know." That's what made the mentoring thing work here. "Waffles?"

[the_merriest]

"Ooooh, really?" Rikku considered. "Think I, uh, think I'll be able to ... keep 'em down?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade patted her on the shoulder, standing up. "I'll bring you some then. Just... try to make it to the bucket if you need to puke."

[the_merriest]

"Okay," she said, nodding. "Totally. I'll keep it handy. It's a nice bucket."