Candy Quackenbush can walk on water. (toitshour) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-09-08 01:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, candy quackenbush, jubilation lee (jubilee) |
Who: Candy and Jubilee.
What: Meeting the husband's BFF.
When: Friday morning, 9/6.
Where: Candy and Remy's.
Rating: PG-13.
Status: Complete!
Jubilee was primarily visiting Remy. She needed a cheering up in general. She’d woken up looking a little more pale, and the sun hurt her eyes more. She knew what was happening, because it had happened once before. She figured she had a couple more months before she’d be a vampire again. That depressed her, and also made her happy.
She could break anyone who tried to take her again.
She knocked on the door!
Candy was wearing a pair of Remy’s boxers and one of his nightshirts when there was a knock at the door. Sleepily, she yawned as she padded over, finger-combing knots out of her long dark hair. When she opened the door, her mismatched eyes (left one brown, right one blue) were still a bit tired, but growing more alert.
She’d been expecting the UPS guy, but this was a bouncy, petite Asian girl. “Hi, may I help you?”
“Wow you’re hot, no wonder the cajun went all mooneyed over you,” Jubilee blurted, staring at her. “You must be Candy! Oh em gee that’s such a cool name! I’m Jubilee!” She looked like she’d been ODing on candy.
Well, if she’d been tired at all, that certainly woke her up. Candy blinked, then chuckled. “You must be Jubilee.” She’d been Told that Jubilee was basically a sugar rush in human form. “I always hated my name, it made me sound like a stripper.” Now that she was Candy LeBeau, it sounded more like a porn star. “C’mon in, Remy’s not here, but he’ll be back soon.”
“Ooh. Well I wanted to say hi and junk but I’ve wanted to meet you anyway, so this is awesome!” She came inside, and looked around, wondering if this had been Candy’s or Remy’s or if they’d moved into a place together. “It’s cute, you shouldn’t let anyone tell you it’s a stupid name.”
“Well, thanks.” Candy grinned, shutting the door behind her. “I was about to make coffee, do you want a cup?” She held her palms together, then slowly pulled them apart, making a thin thread of light. After a moment, Candy touched the ends of the thread together, fusing them. Then she tied her hair back with it. Yes. She was using her magic to make hair ties.
“I’d love coffee!” Normally people didn’t let her have it so she wasn’t going to say anything. She blinked, then pointed, sparks flying off her fingers. “HOLY SHIZ THATS AWESOME!”
Putting some beans in the grinder, Candy laughed. “What, the light trick? Yeah, I’m sort of a Swiss Army Knife when it comes to magic.” She murmured some words in Abaratian, which would sound like babbling to anyone else. It turned Jubilee’s hair pink.
“That’s pretty awesome. I mean I’ve known some magic users and a couple of people who are like...their powers look like magic, but nothing like that. It’s usually...all…” She flailed her arms around pretending to be Dr. Strange. Then flailed some more. “PINK YES! BEST COLOR!” Except for yellow.
Candy just laughed a little. “It’s magic. I’m an incantatrix, that’s what they call female magic users in my dreams. Flying is basically the best thing ever.” And, because Candy thought she’d like it, she summoned up an imp - plop on top of Jubilee’s head.
“AH PLOOP WHAAAAA?” It shrieked, clinging to the girl’s newly pink hair.
“So you’re witch?” She said, in a really bad cockney accent. “Oh em gee!” She flailed at the imp. “It’s so cute!”
“Um, basically.” Candy laughed when the imp mimicked Jubilee’s flailing. “Uh oh, he likes you.” She handed over a mug of coffee laden with sugar and cream. Jubilee didn’t seem to be the sort to take her coffee black. “So, how do you know Remy in your dreams? He just tells me you were on the same team, but he doesn’t go into it much.”
“Yeah. We were all on the same team. He lived at the mansion sometimes and shiz. Or the various … places they called home. After I lost my powers an’ left I kinda lost track of people only not really ‘cause I couldn’t..let everyone go. Then I became a vamp. Logan helped me through that, an’ then we dropped in on the Cajun an’ Laura in Paris. That was fun.”
“Remy slept with Laura too?” Candy’s eyes went wide. “Shit, it’d be easier to ask who he didn’t hook up with in your dreams, wouldn’t it?” She couldn’t help grinning, her tone utterly fond. “Dorky old man. I love him, though. Nobody’s here from my dreams.” She silently prayed that Gazza didn’t show up. Remy would get jealous.
Jubilee coughed, then flailed her hands. “Oh god no, Wolvie woulda stabbed him! No he was helpin’ her out or some shiz, I never got the whole story, but they weren’t bumping uglies. Being all nice and shiz.”
“What, Logan’s allowed to sleep with the planet, but his daughter isn’t?” Candy wrinkled her nose. “How’s that fair?”
“He’s a father. He growled at my boyfriends. Less growing now ‘cause I’m married to her.” Jubes grinned. “Thing is, Laura was kinda...well broken is a good word for it, in our dreams. Not emotionally ready for sex.”
“Oh, then that makes sense.” Candy sipped her own mug of coffee, shrugging. “All I know about Logan is he’s got a dishy girlfriend, he and my husband have an epic amount of unresolved sexual tension, and he’s short like me.” She hopped up so she was sitting on the counter, her legs folded underneath herself.
“You noticed it too?” Jubilee tilted her head. “Logan has some You ess tee around like...everyone. Him an’ Cyke need to exchange spit like nothin’ else!”
Candy blinked. “The guy with the stick up his ass? He was nice and all, but kind of uptight.”
“Exactly. It was like...it would be the ultimate angry bear man hate sexxors!” More fireworks!
“As long as no women or children are around, I think we’ll be okay.” Candy grinned. “My bitchy side is probably why Remy likes me so much.”
Jubilee grinned. “Yeah probs. How did you two even meet?”
“He walked into the bar where I was working.” Candy shrugged. “I thought he was cute, so I gave him some expensive stuff on the house. Then I kissed him because I could.” Really, it wasn’t brave; she hadn’t expected to see him again. She’d been embarrassed about it later on.
Jubilee looked at her, with an amused and know-it-all expression on her face. “The problem there, is that’s how he usually gets a woman. How did you
him?”
Candy blinked. “Uh. I have no idea?” She shrugged, blushing a little and looking down at her legs. They were too thin in her opinion, and she didn’t want to tell one of her husband’s friend that she often asked herself the same thing.
“I mean, he was kinda … hit on everything that was sentient, really.” Jubilee giggled. “But I think he was always hoping for a more..permanent thing. Someone who could love him despite everything. I think he found her.”
“Despite what? I mean, oh no, this gorgeous scoundrel thief loves me. What else is there? He’s him. Nothing he does bugs me, if anything he’s the saint in this relationship. He doesn’t drink around me, he knows every inch of my fucked up past - “ Candy gestured to the elaborate scars going up and down her arms. “He was just sweet to me when I woke up with these. I don’t know what I did, but I’m just glad I did.”
“He married you, that means he’s bonkers in love and it’ awesome” She impulsively hugged Candy.
That made Candy hug back. “I get why he likes you.” Jubilee seemed impossibly, constantly upbeat. How could someone not like that?
“It’s my fashion sense.” Yellow jacket. Pink sunglasses.
“He is colorblind,” Candy teased.
“That explains everything!” She smacked herself in the forehead!
That made Candy laugh, and she moved toward the fridge to make breakfast for two.
“So. Babies?” The words just tumbled out.
Cue coffee being spittook clear across the room.
Jubilee started to giggle hysterically.
“I had to beg him for a turtle,” Candy laughed, wiping at her mouth. She moved to wipe down the coffee. “I mean, we want them someday? Just not anytime soon. Maybe when I’m done with school?”
“I will totes babysit.” She nodded her head, enthusiastically.
“The turtle?” Candy winked. “He’s pretty easy, but he does get sassy after his mealworms.”
“Turtles are awesome. We have a big puppy, I dunno if Ginger would get along with a turtle…”
“Aww, I want a dog.” Candy sighed. “Doubt Remy’d go for it, not while we’re in a one bedroom apartment.”
“Yeah this is kinda tiny and you’ll want room. I mean we had a big apartment but it was too small, but now we live on a farm so there’s like SO MUCH ROOM!” She held her arms out wide.
“Maybe I’ll suggest a bigger place,” Candy shrugged. The idea of a dog made her smile.
“Dooo iiiit.” Jubilee gave Candy two thumbs up! “That way you’ll have room for babies.”
“Oh my gosh, we’re not having babies, go find your own!” Candy stuck out her tongue at Jubilee.
“But then I’d need a baby daddy!” Jubilee bounced on her heels. “I mean it’s not like you could smush two eggs together, though I think Kit-kat would prefer that.”
“There’s donors around, and I think your Logan friend leaves it around everywhere, right? Just steal his sheets.” Candy couldn’t help teasing again.
“I’m married to his daughter! That would be kind of..hold on. Hold on.” Jubilee held up a finger. “In the dreams she’s like his clone...”
“So it’d make sense.” Candy shrugged. “It’d be as close to a bio kid as you could get.”
“I think Vel might kill us!”
“Well, ask first, you derp.” Candy reached out to ruffle Jubilee’s hair, immediately feeling an older sister vibe toward her. It made her scars flex, and she was suddenly worried about Jubilee asking about them. She didn’t want to make her sad.
“Yeah. I’ll go through Vel first, then talk to Laura ‘cause I wouldn’t want to get her hopes up or something.” Jubilee nodded. She didn’t seem to notice any scars, or maybe she had enough sense not to point them out. Or maybe she just thought they were a dream thing.
“That seems smart.” Candy smiled at the younger girl. “You’d be a better mom than I’d be, honestly.”
Jubilee looked at her like she was cray cray. “I OD on candy, are you even sure about that?”
“You worry about people. That’s important.” Candy winked, laughing a bit at the double meaning. “Better not tell my husband that.”
“That I’d be a better mom or that I --oooh.” She pointed at Candy. “GOOD ONE YO!”
That made Candy chuckle. “You did it, technically.”
“Yeah?” Jubilee made more sparks around both of them.
Candy smiled, cocking her head. “What are those? They’re pretty.”
“They’re my powers. It’s like I’m made of fireworks.” She wriggled her fingers and made more little stars appear. And they really were like little stars.
“So they’re ... gunpowder? What are they made of?” Candy moved closer, reaching out to touch one.
The stars kept paffing like fireworks, warm and hot with the potential to burn or destroy, each one an instant nuclear reaction.
Candy smiled. “Oh, they’re energy, then?” She cocked her head at Jubilee, amused and excited. “That must come in handy, then.”
“I guess. Not as handy as I would like. They’re good for celebrating but in a fight….” She shrugged a shoulder.
That made Candy nod. “That makes sense. That sucks. Logan could train you, couldn’t he?”
“I could ask him or Kit kat. They’re always up to beat people up.” She made fists and then mock fisticuff motions.
Candy chuckled. “I could help too, if you wanted. Less with the punching, and more with sword fighting.”
“...like ninja?” Jubilee perked up. Damn near everyone around her used swords or claws AND SHE FELT LEFT OUT.
“Not quite,” Candy shrugged. She flicked her wrist, and the light in the room gathered until it looked like she was holding a glowing longsword made of it.
“...that’s fucking boss.” She bounced in place and stared at the sword.
“That’s what I thought.” Candy smiled sheepishly, waggling her fingers and letting the sword disappear.
“I need a sword. Totes. That’s bad ass.” She tried to make fireworks swords and only succeeded in scorching the wall.
Candy winced, grabbing a rag to get the soot off of the wall. “Close?”
“Sorry!” Jubilee stuck her hands under her armpits and winces. “so so so sorry.”
“Oh, it’s fine, it’s coming right off.” Candy smiled at her new friend, motioning to her cup of coffee. “You’re sure I can’t make you something to eat?”
“Nah..I wouldn’t wanna impose. Coffee is enough.” Coffee is life. Coffee is awesome.
“You’re sure? I mean, I’m hungry too, not imposing at all.” Candy liked the company anyway.
“When you put it that way …” She grinned at her and then mimicked the little shop of horrors. “FEEED MEEE.”
That made Candy laugh. “Go sit.” She proceeded to get out things to make breakfast, glad that Jubilee had come over at all. It was nice to have new friends.