Room 505, Tuesday Morning

[thatsamilkshake]

Nice of Fandom to let her survive the weekend, Francine had decided upon listening to last night's radio broadcast, before throwing something else at her. It was sometimes generous like that.

Francine was sometimes generous too. For instance right now she was sticking around her room failing to kill things online, instead of going out and failing to kill things elsewhere.

[OOC: Expecting the Ears for SP of dooom, but also open if you want to deal with her, sure.]

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[thatsamilkshake]

"I don't know! She's never said she does. And she only tried to kiss me when we were under spells."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"She loves you," Merlin said slowly.

[thatsamilkshake]

"I know that." You can hit her if you want, Merlin. With something soft like a pillow. The Cartoonist totally gives you permission. "But that doesn't mean..." Francine flopped her head down to the pillow. "I don't know what it means."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"You've never--shown an interest in girls before. Perhaps she didn't want to frighten you with her own?"

[thatsamilkshake]

It's entirely possible that Francine's reply was a deliberate attempt to avoid pondering that question; it's equally possible that this one just had to be asked.

"Do you think this qualifies as the weirdest conversation we've ever had?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin paused. "Perhaps the one about the books was stranger?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine propped herself up on her elbow. "...I might have to give you that one. Nobody's used the words 'bag full of bees' yet today."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin was now trying very hard not to laugh. "I'm sure we could manage."

[thatsamilkshake]

"I'm not entirely convinced they don't sell those at that shop too. God knows they have everything else." Francine being Francine spared a moment to wonder if it was blasphemous to mention God while talking about a sex shop.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Considering it was run by a goddess, it was really up in the air.

"Why would anyone want that for--nevermind."

[thatsamilkshake]

"I don't know why anyone would want half the stuff I saw in there!"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Those leather--things--looked interesting."

...such a queen.

[thatsamilkshake]

"............................................................................"








"Which ones?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"The ones with the--" He waved in the vague area that boobs would be if he was a girl.

[thatsamilkshake]

It was either crack up at that visual or die of kdsjhakljsdhlkjsdh at what he actually meant. Francine chose cake.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

And that would be when he smacked her with the pillow. "You're a cruel woman."

[thatsamilkshake]

"If you really want I could buy you one, but I don't think you're curvy enough to pull it off."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"It was for you!" Really now!

[thatsamilkshake]

"You'd wear that for me? That's so sweet. In a way that puts this conversation back in the lead for weirdest we've ever had."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

And that would be the pillow sailing at her head yet again. "See if I ever do anything nice for you again."

[thatsamilkshake]

SMACK-THUD.

The thud part would be Francine falling off the bed. As you do.

"Ow. See if I ever wear anything leather for you again!"