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Who: Sin and Quinn
Where: Sin and Quinn's Super Mega Pop Culture Emporium
When: Recently
Status: Closed; Complete


"You know, why didn't we name it 'Quinn and Sin's Super Mega Pop Culture Emporium''?" Quinn blurted out randomly. They'd closed the store for the day to do a stocktake, so she was currently sitting in the middle of the store dressed in purple Doc Martens, daisy dukes(!) and a white wife-beater. "I mean, think about it. Q comes before S in the alphabet. It stands to reason that my name should come first in the title." She was totally shit-stirring, to be fair, but stocktake was boring as all get out - so let her have her fun!

After this many years? Quinn's playful shit-stirring was like water off a duck's back to Sin by now. Trying her best not to burst out laughing, the tiny slayer just gave an exasperated sigh and spun around. She had on far-too-small tee with Fisto and He-Man on it, and black vinyl pants with brown work boots. Her hair was bright blue today, and she just shook her head as she replied to her fiance. "I've told you before. Quinn and Sin just doesn't roll off the tongue the same way. Besides, I'm like the lovable mascot. I'm like a hot little Chuck E. Cheese."

"A little bundle of dy-no-mite." Quinn couldn't help it but laugh. "Fine. Bullshit, but fine." She finished work on one pile, made a note of it, then set her notepad aside so she could watch Sin. "You think I can talk you into taking a break and sitting down here with me for a minute?" She purred.

"OH GEE. What a hard question. I might need to marinate in that one for a while..." Sin replied with obvious sarcasm. before damn near pouncing over to where Quinn sat. "What's on your mind, dudebabe?"

"Wellll," Quinn sing-songed. "Since your Mom's here now, I was thinking... Maybe it's time to get a start on that whole 'marriage' thing." At first Quinn had decided that she couldn't wait, but they did end up waiting, and now that Rebecca was here, well. Quinn smiled and slid a hand along Sin's inner thigh, giving it a light squeeze. "I think it's about time that I made an honest woman outta you."

"Woman. I would marry you mothertruckin' yesterday if it were possible. Wait... is it possible? Like, time travel and all that happy junk technically exists in this place, and while I'm not sure how we're finagle the bagel on that one, we could sti- sorry, rambling again. YES!" Sin giggled, nuzzling against the other girl and teasingly nipping at her throat just to be a bitch. "Yes. I wanna marry you as soon as possible."

Quinn's eyelids fluttered closed briefly after that nip. "Vixen," she murmured, opening her eyes to hold Sin's gaze. "Okay, so: put a list together of your nearest and dearest and we'll send out invites ASAP."

"Please. Like that many people can even stand me." Sin snorted, purposely wiggling against her. So sue her, talking marriage put her in a mood. "The Moms, Ellie, Jeremy and Iris, Rachelle and the ladies. I can't even think of anyone else right now."

Quinn narrowed her eyes at all the wriggling. "Jodi and Caitlyn, for sure. Little Dany." There were probably others, but her mind couldn't conjure up the names right now. Wonder WHY. "Where do you wanna do it?"

"Hm. Maybe in the butt this time? Something new for us, to celebrate?" She asked, before getting a mortified look on her face "Annnnnnd you meant where should we get married, huh."

"I did mean where," Quinn agreed with a laugh. "But good to know what we'll be doing on the wedding night." She gave Sin's inner thigh another squeeze. "And are we thinking traditional, or super crazy?"

"When have we ever done anything traditionally?" Sin asked, trying not to smirk as she straddled Quinn's lap, so she could look into her eyes as they talked. "Besides. We're on an alien planet. Who even knows what passes for traditional here. I say we crazy the crap outta this."

Quinn chuckled and set her hands on Sin's hips, quick to nip at her lips. "Costume themed, maybe?" Gee, the things that they could come up with!

"YES." Sin beamed mischeivously, as though some grand plan had just come to her. "Star Wars costumes maybe? We could choose each other's cosplays and everything."

"Because that won't end in disaster... and utter hilarity." Quinn's eyebrows shot up and she nodded agreeably. "I'm sure we can think of something." She ran her hands over Sin's arms, thinking on something. "I'm gonna insist that we wear white to the reception," she decided.

"Ok, ok.... I see, we're haggling now. I like it." Sin said with a grin, tapping her lips in thought. "Ok, we wear costumes for the ceremony, get dressed up and wear white for the reception... can I request that you wear something sexy? White and dressed-up can still be sexy..."

"I'll wear something elegant," Quinn decided, tapping her fingertip on Sin's cheek before adding playfully: "But something sexy underneath for after the reception." Now let Sin marinate on THAT for a minute.

Sin's eyes widened, before she continued, "Got it. Elegant. With something sexy underneath for the bathroom mid-reception. Sounds good."

Quinn opened her mouth then closed it a few times; her eyes widened comically. "Mid-reception quickie! Why didn't I think of that!" She laughed delightly and tugged Sin in for a rough kiss.

"Hey... like Freddy Krueger said, 'You got the body... I got the brain'." Sin said, teasingly, before just hugging Quinn tightly. "This is gonna be the best day in either of our lives. I promise."

Quinn smoothed a hand over Sin's hair. "Babe? I consider every single motherfucking day with you a blessing. I can't wait to be your wife."