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There are quite a number of brightly colored plastic things all over the floor in Milliways. We're talking, easily thirty of each four types of manipulatives.
All
Over
The
Floor
You have not even SEEN a mess before you have seen the way a toddler can mess up a room with a bunch of tiny plastic toys. As for the toddler in question, she is planted somewhere in the middle of the mess, playing with the toys. She is still wearing the shirt with names all over it (BOO! being the prominent one) and the house shoes that jingle and sing. Every once in awhile she'll wiggle her feet and either jinglejingle or "If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands" can be heard. And next to her is a pink adult sized throw made out of what is possibly the softest material ever.
Oh the fun she's having.
[[OOC: Open till whenever!]]
All
Over
The
Floor
You have not even SEEN a mess before you have seen the way a toddler can mess up a room with a bunch of tiny plastic toys. As for the toddler in question, she is planted somewhere in the middle of the mess, playing with the toys. She is still wearing the shirt with names all over it (BOO! being the prominent one) and the house shoes that jingle and sing. Every once in awhile she'll wiggle her feet and either jinglejingle or "If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands" can be heard. And next to her is a pink adult sized throw made out of what is possibly the softest material ever.
Oh the fun she's having.
[[OOC: Open till whenever!]]
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She points to the shirt. "Boo!"
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"Boo," she agrees, helping the toddler into the T-shirt.
Dry underwear and pants are next, followed by a pristine pair of jingly white bunny slippers.
With Mission: Redressed accomplished, Kate towels Boo's damp hair a bit more, then gives her a grin.
"Hot chocolate?"
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jinglejinglejinglejingle!
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"But we need to see if Bill's back yet, okay? Maybe he wants to meet Fred, too."
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once againignores Kate's hand and instead ruuuuuuuuuuns out of the door."BILL TOME F'ED ISSS! F'ED ISSS BILL!" She dashes past where she had previously been sitting with Bill cake.. and then does a double take.
...
Bill cake?
BILLLL CAAAAAKE!
She climbs up on the stool and manages several tastes of the Bill cake and pink ice cream before she notices that beside the Bill cake is an envelope! Oooooo. AN ITEM OF MYSTERY! She reaches for it and discovers pretty, pretty pictures! ..and some papers. Which mean nothing to her. BUT! PRETTY PICTURES! With Bill in them! She thumbs through the pages (leaving pink fingerprints) making sure she got allll of the pictures out.
"Bill!" She points for no one in particular.
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"Boo, sweetheart, hang on, these are Bill's — "
She begins brushing the crumbs and ice-creamy prints off the papers and photos as best she can when she realizes what she's looking at.
There's a marriage certificate to Rosie O'Donnell, photos of three dark-haired children, a tabloid clipping of Bill walking hand-in-hand on the beach with Jennifer Aniston (a very topless Jennifer Aniston, with the requisite black bar strategically placed) ...
Realizing she's unintentionally staring, Kate blinks and starts organizing the papers into a neat (but sticky) stack so she can slip them back into the envelope.
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"Crap, crap, crap." He mutters as he lands at the bottom of the stairs and starts looking around on the floor amongst Boo's scattered toys. Not spotting what he's looking for there he turns his head up to the bar and sees the manila evelope. In Kate's hands.
"Crap."
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"BILL!" She points to the envelope.
And then, remembering what initially started the Bill Hunt "BILL TOME F'ED ISS!"
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"Sorry," she winces. "I didn't — Boo found this before I could keep her from opening it."
Apologetic as she is, she can't keep a wry half-smile from her lips.
"You never told me you were leading a triple life, sheriff."
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"That's not real." Is his quick response to the envelope and its contents as he walks over.
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"F'ED ISS!"
This is EXCITING STUFF!
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"I figured as much — unless Rosie O'Donnell switched preferences in your world."
Half a beat and a grin.
"But Jennifer Aniston's a catch. How'd you manage that?"
She looks down at Boo's excited tugging.
"She wants you to come meet Fred."
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"Yeah. No, she's still... It was someone's idea of a lesson, that's all." He shakes his head and can't help a smile. "Although Jennifer Aniston I could totally get if she walked in here."
Kate's reaction is a relief enough that Bill can breath easier and joke. He's still going to burn the envelope and it's contents first chance he gets.
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Boo tugs Bill up the stairs and alll the way towards Kate's room. "F'ED ISS!"
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Kate follows the Boo Train upstairs and digs her key from her pocket.
"What kind of lesson?" she asks, turning the key in the lock and doing her best to avoid letting Boo's bouncing head hit her forearm.
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"Just...a lesson. About papers an...stuff. She was kinda drunk an...it don't really matter." Even though he's still thinking a lot about what the lady had to say.
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"F'ED ISS HII!" She waves to him.
Then she looks back at Bill and points (needlessly) to the fish residing in the tank.
"OOOK F'ED ISS!"
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"That's Fred," she says, and inclines her head toward the tiny plastic house nestled at the bottom of the tank, "and Fred's house, which was all Boo's idea."
She steps closer, just in case Boo wobbles off the chair.
"Who was she?"
Curiosity, not suspicion.
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"Look at that, there he is. Howdy, Fred. Nice house you got in there."
He turns back over his shoulder to look at Kate and then straightens up, offering another shrug.
"She's uh...well she said she was the um, devil." He turns back to the tank again rather quickly and points, "So how'd ya'll catch Fred?"
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She smushes her face against the glass some more and gleeeees when Fred moves.
"OOOOK!" Not taking her eyes off of Fred.
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" -- the devil? As in, the devil?"
She's ignoring Bill's question for the moment. Apologies to Fred, but Satan kind of takes precedence.
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Seeing his avoidance tactics aren't working, as always, he slowly turns back to Kate and this time the shrug is just one shoulder, "Yeah? I think. That's what she said, anyways."
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"And what, exactly, was she trying to teach you with that?" she asks, nodding toward the envelope.
Again, it's just curiosity, not suspicion.
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Pause and careful look for her reaction.
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" -- oh."
She licks her lips and tucks a lock of hair behind one ear, checking to make sure Boo isn't in danger of falling before speaking again.
"I hadn't, um, thought of that."
Has this been the solution all along?
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