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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-08-30 14:27:00

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character: dean thomas, character: seamus finnigan, character: susan bones, status: complete

Go Go Appleby!
Who: Seamus, Susan & Dean
What: Listening to the Quidditch
Where: Seamus's flat
When: Saturday afternoon
Rating: Bad language.

After a surprisingly busy lunch shift, Seamus raced up to his flat to make sure everything was ready for Susan and Dean. Despite how little time he seemed to spend there, it always managed to get messy. He had a bad habit of dropping wet towels wherever he happened to be when he decided he was dry, and his socks and shoes rarely made it to the bedroom. A few of his mam's best tidying charms, though, and everything was clean and presentable - not that Susan would have cared, and Dean certainly wouldn't have done.

A wave of his wand tuned the wireless to the right station, pre-match coverage had already started so all Seamus had to do now was wait. There was some of Dean's lasagne left for dinner, still under it's chilling and preserving charms until it was needed and there was (as usual) a wide variety of juices and mildly alcoholic beverages. He kicked off his shoes in the kitchen, somewhat ruining all his hard work, and mixed himself a Virgin Mary.

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openbottle
2014-08-30 04:41 pm UTC (link)

"Don't need to apologise to me, handsome," Seamus said. He'd decided early (before lunch, when there'd still been time in his day to think) that adopting Susan's nickname for two weeks was just one of the many ways they could try to drive her into losing their dare. "But if we get back and Appleby have scored you may have to grovel to Susan."

Even though he could still taste the sweet chocolate of the brownie on his tongue, Seamus visibly perked up. "Cookies?" He looked around and spotted them, heading over to pick them up - and resisting the urge to stuff one into his mouth. "Anything weird in them?" They didn't look like there was anything weird in them, no green flecks of basil or thyme or rosemary. Still, it was good to be sure.

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susanamybones
2014-08-30 04:53 pm UTC (link)

Susan gave Seamus the sort of look she usually reserved for someone who was about to find themselves with significantly less unbroken bones in their body. "You're calling him handsome now?" She was emphatically not a fool, and knew that Seamus using her pet-name for Dean was just another way he was going about trying to make her lose the bet. "Yes," she agreed, graciously deciding not to hex Seamus. "I will expect definite grovelling if the Arrows have scored, or indeed if they haven't. Essentially I expect grovelling, Dean."

"You pig," she laughed as Seamus nearly fell over himself to go and try some of Dean's cookies. "You literally just ate one of my brownies!" She turned and looked at Dean, her eyes twinkling. "I made brownies by the way. The sort that are kind of like a peat bog in the middle, but crispy on the outside."

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artistdean
2014-08-30 05:08 pm UTC (link)

Dean just decided to ignore Seamus' cute name calling, clearly it was only to wind Susan up. They'd decided that they were going to do that as much as humanly possible. He did smile at Susan's reaction though, just a tilt of his lips and amusement playing around his face.

"I will grovel, of course. There are cookies, which, yes, Curly, are perfectly normal lemon," he said, winking at Seamus. "I was making two things at once, and too many ingredients only confuses things." He noted, with a jolt of a growling stomach that he probably hadn't had any calories in non-liquid form since breakfast. "Is there any other way that I can grovel, my lady?" he asked, mock bowing to Susan.

"Also, you are a goddess, and I will be needing one of those brownies as soon as possible." He did love a good brownie, and they weren't the easiest thing to get right.

He glanced around once more and nodded. "Ready to go, need to ward it all behind you, especially since I'm the only one in." He needed to step out into the corridor to finish all of the warding, but thankfully it would only take moments once they were gone.

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openbottle
2014-08-30 05:17 pm UTC (link)

Plate of cookies securely in hand, Seamus grinned. "I am calling him handsome," he agreed. "Because he is." He gave Dean his best seductive wink, which probably wasn't all that seductive in actual fact. Mostly, he'd just wanted to throw Susan's own words back at her.

Normally, he'd pretend to be annoyed at Dean using his mam's nickname for him in front of Susan - it only encouraged her to use it, which he'd had to shut down a few times now - but it was probably just part of their act, so he let it go. "The brownies are heavenly," he agreed, "and as I haven't eaten since breakfast I am allowed to have as many as I want. And as many cookies." He would, of course, share. That went without saying. "And then there's lasagne to follow which technically we also owe to Dean..." Huh. He hadn't thought about it in that light before, now he felt like he wasn't contributing enough. "But I'm providing the venue - so let's get back there before Susan misses anything exciting."

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