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'Dora's starting to idly wonder why Aziraphael invited Sunny and Anthony to the bookshop for the day. They'd been having fun, she feels, though she had forgotten to give Sunny her bath last night.

The thought is starting to worry her, a tiny bit. More than a tiny bit, even.

But she's still quite enjoying the lengthy spate of kissing she's engaged in with her husband on the sofa.

Thoughtfully, against Bernard's cheek, "...Have you thought of anything we can bribe Bar with, yet?"

Stupid Bar. Cutting off their chocolate.

Date: 2006-10-26 02:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
Bernard is completely stunned.

"I--"

He panics.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! But if you don't say anything how can I know?!"

Date: 2006-10-26 02:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
"How is that all my fault?" he replies, sulking.

Date: 2006-10-26 02:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
He explodes. "I never said it was!" He looks tired, suddenly. Crabby.

Date: 2006-10-26 02:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
Bernard rubs one eye.

"Feel pretty bad. You wanna, um." He gestures towards the bed.

Date: 2006-10-26 02:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
"You gonna rub my face in it forever?" he counters, pulling his sweater off.

Date: 2006-10-26 02:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
Bernard flops in after her, wrapping himself around her, feeling unaccountably... wibbly.

"Haven't been black all weekend."

Date: 2006-10-26 02:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
He clings.

"Miss it. Your face."

Date: 2006-10-26 02:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
Bernard lets out a breath he feels like he's been holding for days.

He smiles, and slides up to kiss her softly. Not like he's kissed her all weekend, at all.

"I love you."

He hasn't said that in a while, either.

Date: 2006-10-26 02:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
He smiles again, then yawns, pulling her closer.

"Baby. Whaddaya want for dinner?"

Date: 2006-10-26 02:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
"What?"

He's still pretty out of it.

"They're with the angel."

Date: 2006-10-26 02:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
Bernard sits up, blinking rapidly.

Calculating.

Calculating.

Wheeeeeeels turning.

"Well. We can't get a nap in first?"

Date: 2006-10-26 03:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
"FUCK I'm coming! Jesus fuck!"

He's sprawled on the floor, and pulling his boots on. "God."

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