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Aeryn Sun ([personal profile] can_be_more) wrote2006-07-08 02:34 pm

Room 238, Saturday afternoon

Aeryn is taking petsitting seriously. Vladdie's bottles are in the fridge, the curtains are closed, Yoda is far away from the sea monkeys because although she doubts there would be a problem unless she put Yoda in the tank, she'd rather not take any chances, and she's not running from the room at all. So far it's not going badly.

And she keeps looking at the ceiling to make sure Vladdie's not up there.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-07-08 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yep," John says and pets Vladdie some more, quieting him down. Bertram skitters to a stop under Aeryn's feet. "See, petsitting's easy."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-07-08 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"And I got pictures of this deal," John says and smiles. "Good Bertram!"

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-07-08 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Too late," John says because Bertram is already taking more pictures of Aeryn.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-07-08 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Being careful not to jostle Vladdie, John makes a motion to Bertram before leaning over and planting a kiss on Aeryn's cheek.

Bertram takes a picture!

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-07-08 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
John laughs and picks up Vladdie in order to set him on Aeryn's lap.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-07-08 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Even though he's expecting a glib answer, he asks, "For what?"

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-07-08 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yep." He grins and gets up, circling around to plop on his bed. "And now we get to see how long he stays put."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-07-08 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why not?" John makes himself comfortable on his bed. Of course, that means the shirt and pants come off.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-07-08 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're talking to a dog," he tells her.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-07-08 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
John laughs and gets up from his bed. "Shower time. Gonna be okay?"

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-07-08 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
John disappears into the shower and the water switches on. He takes a nice, long shower...

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-07-08 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
John starts singing in the shower.