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Topher was beginning to accept one important inevitability: Ace was clearly going to live the rest of her life as a wolf puppy, and Topher would forever be resigned to feeding her (inappropriate starches), taking her on walks (to the roof) and cleaning up after her (not at all). It was a very unfortunate inevitability, not only because the walks and the not-quite-cleaning-up kind of qualified as work, but also because, you know, he wasn't going to have anyone to talk to in class tomorrow.

"And it sucks for you, too," he informed her from where he'd perched himself on his bed, typing away on his laptop. "Since you're not going to get to play with the robots. I bet tomorrow he'll let us make weapony ones, but nope. None for you. At all."

[[for the wolf puppy, but open after!]]

Date: 2012-07-20 12:53 am (UTC)
ext_1340895: (dubious || are you for real?)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
"...You hung my knickers in your closet?"

Ace did not think this word 'pants' meant what Topher thought this word 'pants' meant. Two cultures divided by a common language and vastly differing views on the edibility of organ meats.

Date: 2012-07-20 01:14 am (UTC)
ext_1340895: (friends || just mucking about)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
Because of the look on his faaaaace, of course!

Much like why she had to say -- while finding the leg coverings and a t-shirt and jacket, "So what did you do with my knickers?"

The point here was basically to snicker herself right out of turning red because she was the naked -- or at least formerly naked -- one here, and it was working out pretty well so far.

Date: 2012-07-20 01:47 am (UTC)
ext_1340895: (thinking || considering)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
That moment of silence would be Ace running through that conversation in her head. And also buttoning her jeans.

"Maybe I will!"

Maybe she wouldn't, and maybe she'd never, ever think about what Professor Alenko might've done with her knickers if they weren't still in the classroom.

Date: 2012-07-20 02:41 am (UTC)
ext_1340895: (friends || just mucking about)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
Ace rolled her eyes. "Because I touched 'em or because you don't know how to do laundry?"

She felt it was a valid question to ask of a social twelve-year old, possibly followed by do I need to wash ME after having touched them? but she kept that one to herself because he'd taken care of her for a week while she chewed on his shoes, after all.

Date: 2012-07-20 01:45 pm (UTC)
ext_1340895: (smiling || i know something you don't)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
"Uh-huh." Ace nodded. "I believe you. But just to say thanks for not shipping me off to the dog-catcher, I'll wash my girl-cooties off them anyway."

Date: 2012-07-21 01:28 am (UTC)
ext_1340895: (friends || just mucking about)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
"I did slobber on your shoes," Ace pointed out, just to be fair.

Date: 2012-07-21 01:35 am (UTC)
ext_1340895: (talkyface || looking away)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
"Are they cool?"

Possibly Topher shouldn't rely on Ace to convince him of that.

Date: 2012-07-21 01:40 am (UTC)
ext_1340895: (Default)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
Ace blew a raspberry. "Not worth nicking, then."

She wasn't a thief. Really.

Well, not from people she knew. Just a borrower-without-permission-who-sometimes-forgot-to-return-stuff.

Date: 2012-07-21 07:41 pm (UTC)
ext_1340895: (smiling || just about to laugh)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
"Dream on." Both her guilt and her gratitude had limits. "It'll dry. At least your mouth isn't shoe-flavoured now."

Date: 2012-07-21 11:30 pm (UTC)
ext_1340895: (talkyface || oh yeah?)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
"Oh yeah?" Ace made kissy-faces at him. "Want to prove it?"

Don't be cruel, Ace.

Date: 2012-07-21 11:39 pm (UTC)
ext_1340895: (dubious || are you for real?)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
"........you're something something with bacon and chips?"

Damn, that sounded good, actually.

Date: 2012-07-21 11:52 pm (UTC)
ext_1340895: (food || brekky)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
"A person thing," Ace repeated, as if hearing it in her own voice would make any more sense. (Spoiler: it didn't.)

Date: 2012-07-22 12:05 am (UTC)
ext_1340895: (dubious || are you for real?)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
Slow, slooooooooooow blink. "I wasn't actually gonna! I just knew you'd run screaming." Another slow, slooooooooooow blink. "Wait, there's a person-thing you don't run screaming from?"

Maybe it was a robot girl?

Date: 2012-07-22 12:13 am (UTC)
ext_1340895: (bovvered || WTF?)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
"........I didn't even do that when I was a puppy!"

Date: 2012-07-22 06:58 pm (UTC)
ext_1340895: (smiling || i know something you don't)
From: [identity profile] upmysleeve.livejournal.com
Staring finally gave way to a laugh. "And you say I'm kind of insane?"

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