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[scots_wolf]

[[From here]]

The door opens, and Urquhart and Moist come in, carrying several bags -- carpet bags, saddle bags, bags of coin, and a bucket of freshly caught fish.

Urquhart is wearing rough leather trousers, a billowy yellow silk shirt, and a huge double headed axe. He's got his arm around Moist, who is grinning like the cat who got not only one canary but a cageful.


Franz is jumping around them, barking cheerfully, happy to be with both his humans, and back in the place he knows best.

They are all in a very good mood.

Comments

[morethanprops]

"Handsome in a penetrating way."

[scots_wolf]

That was the right thing to say to dispel the macabre mood.

Urquhart snerks, almost snarfing his champagne.

[forgottenmotley]

There's a giggle. "It's the nose. Though he is quite penetrating in lots of ways."

[morethanprops]

"He is with a certain hairy charm."

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart dissolves into laughter.

"You are priceless, you two!"

[forgottenmotley]

"Especially with bells and ribbons in that hair," he cheerfully continues.

[morethanprops]

"I've yet to see that but I imagine it makes him rather charming."

[scots_wolf]

"You want me to suffocate now?" Urquhart chortles.

[forgottenmotley]

"Well if he didn't take them out all the time, you'd be able to see it." He's mocked annoyed now.

[morethanprops]

"I'm sure together we could bribe them to keep them in for a little while and with perhaps leather ribbons. It could look quite manly."

[scots_wolf]

"You'll have to hold me down for that," Urquhart says, not sounding as if he'd mind.

[forgottenmotley]

"I'm sure we could work something out," the Fool says cheerfully. "What would be your price?"

[morethanprops]

Moist kisses Urquhart and shifts suggestively against him,

"Mm, perhaps watching and then getting to join in."

[scots_wolf]

"You are ganging up on me!" Urquhart says. "Bargaining even!"

He laughs out loud, liking the idea.

[forgottenmotley]

Spreading his hands out, the Fool says, "You don't seem to mind."

He holds up his finger. "But you would have to wear them for all to see."

[morethanprops]

"For how long?" They should make clear all the parts of the deal.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart just rolls his eyes and grins at them.

He finds them intensely cute, bargaining over him.

[forgottenmotley]

The Fool thinks about this.

"Three days," he says finally. "It's traditional."

[morethanprops]

Moist looks up to Urquhart,

"Would you wear them for three days? I'm sure they'd be quite tasteful."

[scots_wolf]

"And what I get for it?" Urquhart grins. "Both of you, as much as I want?"

[forgottenmotley]

"You don't get that already?" the Fool asks, tough he's clearly teasing.

[morethanprops]

"But maybe he wants to tell us what to do."

[scots_wolf]

"I might," Urquhart says. "Or perhaps I want even more..."

[forgottenmotley]

The Fool's eyebrows raise up. "Oh really. Do tell." The matter of ribbons in the hair may have been forgotten.

[morethanprops]

"Yes, do tell."