Veronica Mars is a marshmallow (ronmars) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2016-10-27 18:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, logan echolls, veronica mars |
Who: LoVe (Logan & Veronica... with Backup)
What: Logan gets a dream gift
When: Early October
Where: Their place
Rating/Warnings: Low!
Status: Complete
Logan was still sleeping when Veronica woke up. Which was rare. Usually he was already out of the house surfing or whatever else he did. But whatever, everyone deserved to sleep in sometimes. She gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek before sliding out of bed to walk Backup.
Backup in tow she walked out the door only to see a bright yellow jeep parked in the driveway. A jeep she had seen before. In her dreams. “Logan!” Veronica yelled stomping back into the house. He picked a hell of a morning to sleep in. “Get up!”
Logan could be a heavy sleeper depending on how tired he was, and if he was drinking the night before, but an angry Veronica had a way of making him sit upright almost immediately. It might have just been the tone of her voice. It was quite different from the kiss he got a few minutes ago.
“What?” he asked, sitting up. It could be a number of things. “Is it the baby?” It was just a few weeks in, but that didn’t seem to be it. His brain was too fuzzy to think of anything else.
Ugh, the baby. Veronica was trying not to think about that. And it wasn’t even a baby yet. She was pretty sure it wasn’t even considered a fetus yet. So no, that was not it. Really Logan? “No!” she snapped stomping back into the room. “Why would you even say that?” Okay, maybe she shouldn’t be talking to him like he was an idiot. But his bright ass jeep was in their driveway and he was sleeping.
“Your jeep is here,” she said sternly. “That lovely yellow one from Neptune. Hell, you could probably see it from Neptune.” The second Neptune she was referring to was the planet. Not the dream town they lived in.
"What?" He asked. He pushed himself up, and threw the covers off. Realizing that he was naked, he reached back and picked up a blanket, wrapping it around himself. He pushed back the blinds. "No way," he said.
"That can't be.” Sure enough, outside there was a bright yellow Jeep. It was the same one from his dreams. That was the only explanation. He noticed something right away. It was hard to see, but there was a piece of glass hanging from one of the headlights. "Did you get a bat already?”
“That was Weevil. And it was a crow bar,” Veronica reminded him. “But I’d be happy to take a bat to it. Look at that thing.” It was way too yellow. But it was Logan’s car. He could do what he pleased with it.
“You should probably get that fixed,” she said in reference to the head light. “If you want to keep it.”
"Oh yes, Weevil,” Loga said, rolling his eyes. He didn't like Weevil.
Really, his feelings for the man where the same as they were in the dreams. "He was an asshole with that crowbar.”
He walked around the yellow SUV, inspecting it carefully. Yes, he wanted it. Who wouldn't want it? It was an XTerra, one of the best on the market. "Do you know anyone good?" He was referring to a mechanic who could fix the headlight. It also had a little bit of body damage from the crowbar. He loved that Xterra already.
“Says the guy who attacked my car,” Veronica reminded him a bit of a smirk on her face.
Great. They were going to have this huge yellow SUV in their driveway. How nice. But whatever. It was Logan’s. She couldn’t make him return it. “Oh yeah. I’m just always hanging out with mechanics,” Veronica replied sarcastically. “Looks like you’re gonna have to figure this out on your own.”
“Why are you all pissed off?” Logan opened the door, not looking back. He was sure that he would be getting the death glare directed at the back of his head. He tried to ignore her worse moods, or at least not make them worse. Pregnancy was not friendly.
He opened the door of the SUV with a smile on his face. It was nice, and it was his and the keys were right there in the front seat. “Want to get in? It will be just like a dream.” A very literal dream.
Her boyfriend was right, she was currently glaring at the back of his head. Before she could answer his second question Backup came running out of the house and jumped in the car. Did they not shut the front door? This car was causing problems already. “Seems like Backup wants to go for a ride,” she smirked giving Logan a quick kiss on the cheek. “You two enjoy. Maybe I’ll let you take me for one when you get back.”
“Why don’t you just get in and come with us? Better yet, relax and have some fun.” That comment was going to get something good or something bad depending on how it hit her. He was tired of being the bad guy. He had gotten a kiss, and that was progress. “Come on. We will take him down on the beach, maybe even stop by the ice cream place.” He held out a hand and smiled. Ice cream therapy worked well with pregnancy.
“Only if we stop at the ice cream place,” Veronica demanded as she climbed into the SUV after Backup. “With no comments on how many flavors or toppings I choose,” she added pointedly. Take it or leave it, Logan.
What more could he say? He climbed in the SUV and looked at his girlfriend and smiled. He couldn’t gloat too much. “Are you going to let me steal your gummy bears?” He lifted an eyebrow and reached for her hand. It was a simple acceptance, and the reason they worked the way they did.