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Tweak says, "I'm dreaming of a red X-mas."

Henriette Stillman (not_that_henri) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-10-19 14:54:00

Entry tags:

brendann brennan, henriette stillman

Who: Henn & Brend
Where: Casa de los Wolfpack
When: Saturday when Cass & Soren were on their date
Warnings: Some cute, probably, maybe wholly blase discussions of humping

Henn had crashed out for an hour-long nap after she'd had copious amounts of growlysex with Cass. It had been a long week and she had finally been tired. Of course, once she'd slept she was fine again, if a little happy-overworked sore, she shuffled down the stairs in her PJs, actual PJs this time, since she didn't want to cause anybody any injuries, especially accidental ones.

She stretched as she meandered into the kitchen, Kitten draped over the back of her neck, chirping a contented sing-song.

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	baby_brendann 2009-10-20 07:20 am UTC (link)
	"It's embarrassing, but if you say so! And your tattoos are pretty. But he loves you, so there's always that too." He tied his hair back, sighing in resignation as purple drifted into his eyes. "Should I text him, you think?" (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-10-20 07:24 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, I told him he was biased, and then he said: 'no you are' and I'm pretty sure you can figure out how that went." She grinned, shrugging one shoulder, "Probably a better chance of seeing him again than just hanging around at the supermarket. So far as the odds go, I mean." (Reply to this)

baby_brendann
2009-10-20 07:28 am UTC (link)

"Yeah, he might not eat as often as we do. He's all magical and junk." Brend hadn't been paying very close attention to the words coming out of Maison's mouth, instead, he'd stared more at his perfect lower lip. He pulled out his phone and sent a text, letting Maison know he'd had a good time and if he wanted to do something, he was game.

"Aaaand I'll never hear from him again, because I have the romantic luck of a squirrel."

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	not_that_henri 2009-10-20 07:30 am UTC (link)
	Henn's brow furrowed at that, "Magical how?" This was one of those questions that most people wouldn't think to ask. Most people who hadn't grown up in the vortex-world, of course. (Reply to this)

	baby_brendann 2009-10-20 07:35 am UTC (link)
	"He's a fairy or a sprite or a something or another." He shrugged. "He's really warm, and fire doesn't burn him. It's kind of hot - er. Sexy. Stupid puns." He blushed a little. (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-10-20 07:38 am UTC (link)
	Henn blinked, then again, then arched a brow, "Fire sprite? Red streaks? Answers to 'Maison'?" She was fairly certain that there might be more than one of them around, but it didn't hurt to make sure. (Reply to this)

	baby_brendann 2009-10-20 07:40 am UTC (link)
	Brend blinked hard. "... yeah, you know him?" His cheeks went tomato red, and he knew his eyes were going wide. (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-10-20 07:48 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah." She said, smiling, "He lived here for a while, works at Sable's place now, doesn't he? Do you know?" She shook her head then, "Had a string of bad luck with relationships if I remember right." She'd been about to add more when Brend's phone chirped an answering text: 'You bring the eggs, I'll make waffles' (Reply to this)

	baby_brendann 2009-10-20 07:51 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, he said he worked for her, but I didn't realize he'd lived with you guys." He'd been about to ask for more information when his phone vibrated and played a jolly little tune. He blinked and smiled broadly at the message, tapping back a reply of "when and where, u know im easy", amused at his own cheekiness. (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-10-20 07:56 am UTC (link)
	She smiled crookedly, waiting for him to finish his text before answering, "Yeah, for a while, until he got settled." She decided not to mention why he'd moved on, especially since she wasn't sure if Maison would bring it up on his own, or even be comfortable with the situation as it was. (Reply to this)

	baby_brendann 2009-10-20 07:59 am UTC (link)
	It was obvious Brend was happy with the results of the texting, and he sighed a little to himself. "I just hope he won't get too weirded out." (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-10-20 08:03 am UTC (link)
	She shrugged, "He's a pretty easygoing guy, doesn't seem like he would be." She grinned as Brend's phone went off again, "Less than thirty seconds, I'm going to say that's a good sign." The text was simple: "I know that ;) My place. Thursday, 5pm. Breakfast for dinner." (Reply to this)

	baby_brendann 2009-10-20 08:06 am UTC (link)
	Brend just continued blushing, nodding a little as he tapped out a reply text - "will be with bells on!" - and put his phone back, sheepish and chuckling nervously. "I hope so." (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-10-20 08:08 am UTC (link)
	Henn grinned again, reaching over to hug his head, since that was what she could reach while sitting on the countertop, "I think someone's going to get a dent put in his dry spell." (Reply to this)

	baby_brendann 2009-10-20 08:09 am UTC (link)
	"Henriette!" Brend faked shock and horror. "Manners! You and your filthy mouth!" (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-10-20 08:12 am UTC (link)
	Henn cackled at that, shaking her head and leaning back on her hands, "Oh you and your delicate sensibilities, you should consider yourself lucky I didn't tell you to go over there and just fuck him already." (Reply to this)

	baby_brendann 2009-10-20 08:13 am UTC (link)
	"He said Thursday. Maybe he's got stuff to do." Looking down at his hands, he knew he was going to regret saying the following words. "Besides, I sort of... I don't know, I like that he's offering to make me dinner. It's sweet." (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-10-20 08:16 am UTC (link)
	Henn smiled, ruffling his hair once more, "It is, and you should let people cook for you more often." She shrugged, "I'd offer, but I pretty much only know two recipes." (Reply to this)

	baby_brendann 2009-10-20 08:18 am UTC (link)
	"I bet they're both great!" He was chipper and bouncy and obviously really excited. He knew he was acting like a mook, and it embarrassed him, but not enough where he cared. (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-10-20 08:19 am UTC (link)
	She grinned at that, his glee was just this side of palpable, even for someone who wasn't an energy leach, "Well then one of these days I'll make some pretzel chicken." (Reply to this)

	baby_brendann 2009-10-20 08:21 am UTC (link)
	"Mmmmsalt," Brend purred. He grinned a little and hugged her. "Thanks for not being weird about me living here. I like new friends, and I like you." (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-10-20 03:56 pm UTC (link)
	"Spicy more than salty, but that's the basic idea." She smiled again, looping both arms over his shoulders and kissing the top of his head, "You're welcome. You're family, of course you can stay." (Reply to this)

	baby_brendann 2009-10-20 11:41 pm UTC (link)
	"Spicy's good too. And I'm glad you think so." He smiled and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly. "I like family." (Reply to this)

	not_that_henri 2009-10-20 11:46 pm UTC (link)
	She nodded, "I do too, think that comes from some rogue gene or something, since ma's content enough not knowing any of hers, and I don't really know if pop's got any." She grinned at the hug, ruffling his hair once more, "And spicy is just as good, better even. For all of mom's trying to get away from her swamp-rat genes, she can't because I like creole seasoning too much." (Reply to this)

	baby_brendann 2009-10-20 11:51 pm UTC (link)
	"Why would you want to get away from that? I love creole food, I swear, I worked for years trying to get gumbo good enough for human consumption. Roux's a bitch." He shrugged and continued hugging. Hugs were like his own personal crack. (Reply to this)

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