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[nny]

I am currently bimbling about looking at all the people that have me friended. It's about time I did that - I haven't wandered randomly around peoples' journals in bloody ages.

I have about half an hour in which to do this, since Smaller will be back from work and confiscate her computer back, around then, but in the mean time? If anyone's watching?

HI!

COME AND TALK TO ME!

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[schiarire.livejournal.com]

*shields icon's eyes* Don't look at the bad screen woman, kids.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

WHATCHOO TALKIN' BOUT, WILLIS?

I think I need more beer. This could end badly.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

I demand drunken!Willie now.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

...nooooooo I will get terribly confused and fall over.

*

Willie was trying to sit with his legs crossed, but he hadn't quite managed it. It was, maybe, better than his attempts at standing up, but he shouldn't have this much trouble sitting down, should he?

Addie was starting to feel maybe he shouldn't have given it to Willie, 'cos he was 17 and Willie was barely 13, but there was really no question. When it came down to it.

They were supposed to do everything together, that was how it worked. They were a team.

And Willie's lazy, dazed grin made it all worthwhile, somehow.

*

Damn you!

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

But I love yooou!

Addie is so irresponsible. I'm shocked.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

I love you too. You make me happier than even beer.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

That's a lot to live up to!

I want to write Willie/Addie too. Bunny me. :D

[villainny.livejournal.com]

Um...

Aheh. Novel uses of grimcrackery that Addie picked up on his travels?

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, not that kind of Novel.

- - -

"Polo!"

Addie rubbed his temples. "Willie, we're not playing Marco Polo."

"Yes," said Willie's voice, "we are, we're playing Marco Polo Hide and Seek, remember?"

"If you break anything, Willie," began Addie, "I'll -- "

"Kiss it and make it better, I hope. Now come find me! Polo! Polo, Polo, Polo."

"Willie, I can hear you."

"Stupid, you're supposed to. Polo."

"No, I mean I can hear the echo. Get out of my vase, Willie."

There was a long silence. Then, with the distinct whine of a ruined mood, "You ruin everything."

Addie sighed and rolled his eyes. "I'm sorry, okay."

"No, you aren't! You're not sorry at all!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Very sorry. Extremely sorry."

"I don't care. You've ruined it. You've ruined my game."

"Willie," said Addie, pleading, "It was rather a stupid game. Aren't you a little old for this?"

"No," came the immediate response.

"Willie . . . "

"No."

"Willie . . . "

"No."

"Um," said Addie. "I love you?"

There was an even longer silence. At last, Willie's voice said, "Okay. You're forgiven."

"Oh, good."

"Um."

"Um?"

"Addie . . . "

"Yes?"

"I'm stuck."

[villainny.livejournal.com]

I adore you beyond all means of expression at my disposal.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Aw. Thank you and: likewise.

*hungry*

[villainny.livejournal.com]

*thirsty*

¬_¬

beeeeeeeeeeeer

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

*pets* XD