The Sum of All Happy Hours

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

Eddie comes in from the Staff Quarters with damp hair and his Ginslinger t-shirt, his gun and gunbelt already tucked into a neat roll that he sets under the bar. He sits on a stool for a while picking his Specials and writes them up on the chalkboard.

"Howdy, all you beautiful folken. Specials tonight are Love Potion #9, the After 18, and that old fav, the Manhattan. Come and get it!"

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[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

He knows Roland. Knows what's not being said, or can guess at it.

But still it is everything one could truly hope for, for now, and so he relaxes, and his smile is back, wider than before.

"Give you joy of each other," he says again, to Susan as well this time, and he means every word of it, with gladness.

[sai_delgado]

And now she smiles again at them both, at Alain and Eddie, and oh, but her smile is bright indeed, say true-- with relief and happiness and joy all combined.

"Thankee -- both of ye," she says, simply.

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

"You deserve it," Eddie says quietly.

A beat.

"I mean, I don't know what you could have done to deserve a fate as horrible as Cuthbert, but ka knows what it's doing."

[key-youth-bert.livejournal.com]

Cuthbert doesn't say anything in response to Alain, just reaches out to pull him into a hug with his free arm.

And then looks over Alain's shoulder at Eddie, still beaming. "You just be glad I don't have a hand free for smacking purposes, cully."

[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

"Susan does," Alain points out helpfully, with a grin, to the air over Cuthbert's shoulder.

When he pulls back, he makes sure to not stand between Cuthbert and Eddie, because he has common sense. He's still grinning, though.

[sai_delgado]

She laughs, shaking her head.

"Nay, I'll leave that be, I think." A beat. "Besides, I can't quite reach from here, do'ee ken?"

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

Eddie grumbles, grumblishly. "Just try it, sister. I have the hose." There's a hose that goes with the sink, for washing dishes.

[key-youth-bert.livejournal.com]

"Ah, well. We'll let you get away with it, this time." Cuthbert says magnanimously.

After telling Roland last night, it feels good--better than good--to be standing here with friends who can simply share in their joy. And so he just stands between Susan and Alain and grins like an idiot at all of them, drinking it in.