Verity (jokeshopgirl) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-08-05 21:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, annie sawyer, verity |
Verity had ice cream.
Who: Annie and Verity
When: After this exchange sometime, before she moved in with River
Where: Verity’s place
What: Ice cream. Lots of ice cream.
Rating/Warning: Low/None?
Status: Complete when posted
Verity had ice cream. She had like, six different flavors. Forget actual food, the pregnant gal had ice cream in her freezer. And she’d have to eat it all over the next week, anyway, since she was going to be moving before August 1st.
She invited Annie over so they could start in on the ice cream in the freezer. She also had whipped cream, chocolate syrup nuts, and bacon bits. (Since she was pregnant, she was allowed.)
Ice cream was something that Annie always enjoyed eating. She couldn’t say no to it. Not to mention that she wanted to hang out with Verity. She worried about her actually. She didn’t know how she’d react if she was in her position. Of course she was flickering so she understood bad things happening.
She knocked on the door and adjusted her bag. “Hey!” she greeted with a grin.
“Hey, hun!” Verity said, reaching forward to hug her friend once the door was open. “Come on in!” She added, ushering Annie inside. “I’ve got some pretty weird flavors. I hope that’s all right.” She kicked the door closed with her foot and moved into the kitchen.
Annie hugged Verity back tightly and went inside. “Weird flavors? Okay this I have to see. I want you to know what you think is weird.” If they made like anchovy ice cream, she would eat her hat. If she was wearing one. She followed into the kitchen, putting her stuff down.
Nah, not that bad. Pistachio was kinda weird? And Toffee nut? Verity also had garlic flavored ice cream, which was kinda gross, and plain old vanilla, and a couple others she couldn’t remember. “I’ve got bacon bits and chocolate and whipped cream.” The bacon and chocolate had been a theme this pregnancy.
Pistachio and toffee nut wasn’t that bad. Garlic sounded gross though. “Ooh bacon bits. I’ve heard that’s good but I’ve never tried to. I’ll give it a try.” Cause why not? You only lived once. And if the bacon bits were gross, she’d take them off. “I’ll take some chocolate and whipped cream though.”
“If you don’t like it, I’ll just finish it for you,” Verity said, grinning a bit. “I’ve just been living on bacon this whole pregnancy. Come on over and make yourself a bowl.” She said, setting a clean bowl on the counter for Annie to dish up for herself.
Annie couldn’t help but laugh. “Good idea. I’ll give you anything that I think is gross. I think I could live on bacon either way, I mean I’m definitely not pregnant.” She wandered up to the counter and then went to grab a spoon and got some ice cream into the bowl. “It makes sense though. Savory and sweet go together, right?”
Verity laughed. “Who doesn’t love bacon? I just hope that I’m not fulfilling some quota, and after Christina gets here I’ll be sick of the stuff.” She shook her head and started to dish up her own ice cream into a bowl.
“Exactly. Only crazy people don’t love bacon.” Annie finally took a bite of her ice cream and mm’d a bit. “That’s really good. You never would think. Christina? Oh is that what you decided to name her?” she asked excited.
“Christina.” Verity said, lowering a hand to touch her bump absent-mindedly. “Christina Alice Ashford.” Her own last name, not Oliver’s. It may have been a bit of an insult, but he wasn’t there to be offended, anyway. “What do you think?”
She didn’t have to think long about the name, Annie beamed happily. “That’s really cute. I like it. I mean, it’s not my name but we can’t all be perfect.” She winked at her friend and took another bite of her ice cream. Screw Oliver. Hmph.
Verity laughed. “Well, things might be a bit confusing if you were both Annie.” She said, then took a bite of her own ice cream. Yeah, definitely. Screw Oliver. Poor Verity was stuck because she still loved him, she was still dreaming about him. And now her feet were getting tired. “Let’s go sit, hmm? You can tell me about the flickering.”
“Okay well you’ve got a point there.” At least somewhere down the line. Annie couldn’t imagine what Verity must be going through. Except her last boyfriend had killed her. So maybe kind of did. She grabbed her bowl and went to sit down. “It was the oddest thing, that no one can see me. I couldn’t touch anything. My hand passed right through the cart.”
Verity moved with Annie from the kitchen to the living room to plop down on the sofa. “Cart? Were you in the supermarket?” Verity asked, wanting to hear the whole story. “Was it like in your dreams?”
Annie nodded a little. “Yeah I was. Getting ready to check out and then all of a sudden, I was invisible. Except I didn’t know it. I mean.. well people started being spooked because the cart was pushing itself. I just guessed from there.” She shrugged, not knowing what else it could be. “For that moment? Exactly. I felt.. dead.”
Verity frowned a little. “...what does dead feel like?” She asked. She really wanted to know. She was genuinely concerned for her friend.
“It’s.. cold. And I can’t touch anything. I can’t taste anything. But all my other senses work. I can feel things. I mean emotions. Oh and I can move things. All poltergeisty when I get upset.” Annie thought that part wasn’t so bad.
“Wow.” Verity swallowed. “There’s a poltergeist in my dreams,” she added, softly. “Though, I can’t imagine you’re anything like him when you’re... I mean... he’s a bit of a dick,” she said, then went a little pink and smirked.
“Really? How neat. I mean not if he’s a dick, but .. it’s still pretty neat. I guess I just get really angry and then things start flying around and things start turning off and on? You know normal stuff.” Only when she was angry though. Annie wasn’t normally a dick.
“I don’t know if that’s how it works for the ghosts at Hogwarts. They seem to be able to move things around if they want to. Then they float off through walls, which is also really cool.” Verity said, giving a gentle shrug. She couldn’t remember how Annie died in her dreams, and now she was curious. Was she a witch before she died in her dreams? Or were there witches in her Dream World?
Huh. Ghosts were different everywhere, she supposed. “I can float through walls if I really want to. But mostly I just.. well it’s like teleporting? I blink and I’m somewhere else. So it’s not like I need to really walk through walls unless I want.” She really liked the teleporting part of being a ghost. Not much else. Annie didn’t wish dying on anyone though.
“Wow. Yeah, we can do that in my world. We call it apparating. But I wouldn’t dare try it now that I’m pregnant.” Verity said. “There’s this thing called splinching... it’s when you magically teleport--apparate--and accidentally leave part of yourself behind.” She shuddered at the thought. What if she accidentally left Christina behind?
“Isn’t teleporting fun? I wish we could do it in real life.” Though she didn’t want to be dead. Annie never wanted to be a ghost. Ever. She winced a bit and wrinkled her nose. “God. That’s awful. I can’t imagine it.” Thankfully she didn’t put up with that. Well because she was dead. That helped.
“You want to see something?” Verity asked after chewing on her lip for a moment. Then she stood and moved to her bedroom, pulled the wand from her bedside drawer, and brought it back into the living room to show Annie. “This is... my wand. It’s what does the magic.”
Annie nodded enthusiastically. Of course she wanted to see something. As Verity got up to get her wand, she gobbled down the rest of the ice cream. Might have given herself a bit of an ice cream headache. Oops. “Oh shit! It actually does magic?? You have to show me something.”
“I.. I’ve been a little nervous about magic.” Verity confessed. She held the wand out so Annie could inspect it. It was just a funny carved piece of wood, but she knew every inch of it like the back of her hand. “I don’t know what effect it’ll have, if any, on Christina.” She said, lowering her hand to rub over her baby bump.
Taking the wand, she just looked it over and tried not to handle it too much. Though if she wasn’t a wizard, she probably couldn’t make it work, right? Annie didn’t want to mess anything up. “Oh.. yeah I guess that’s weird.”
“I don’t know enough about it. If I knew it was safe, I would totally go for it. I just... I didn’t study that stuff when I was... I mean, I should have, considering we were trying to get pregnant. Maybe it is, and that’s just a given? I didn’t have to study it?” She plopped back down on the sofa and gave a little sigh. “I should have studied more.”
Annie hmm’d, but she didn’t have any words of wisdom. “I would think that if a wizard couldn’t be pregnant and do magic.. then.. well that just doesn’t seem right but then what do I know? I’m just a ghost.” And she didn’t exactly know anything about what Verity dreamed of.
“You’ve got a point. No, I bet you’re right. I just... am I really a witch in this world? I guess I do magic, so I must be... and the baby is a magical baby, right? She’s got to be.” She gave a little shake of her head, then moved closer to wrap her arms around her friend. “You’re not “just a” anything. You’re amazing, and I don’t know what I’d do without you around to keep me sane.”
“That’s so hard to say. I mean I don’t want to be a ghost, but maybe I’ll be one.” Annie frowned a bit and then nodded. “Probably. If both parents are wizards or whatever.” She wasn’t sure how wizard genetics went. “Thanks babe.” She smiled and gave her friend a hug.
Verity reached forward and wrapped her own arms around her friend, hugging her tight. “Anytime. Hey, let’s watch some stupid comedy movie and veg out for a bit.” She wasn’t ready for the night of friendship to end.