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Harry and Thomas - in the Blue Beetle - with the monkey poo!
wizard_dresden wrote in milliways_bar
The Blue Beetle isn't so much blue anymore as it is red, white, green, primer and maybe some blue somewhere. It's been through so much, most of the parts have been replaced or repaired so many times, I don't know if there's anything original left on it but the engine.

Hey - *you* get smacked around by a Wal-Mart plant monster and see if *you* don't need a few repairs!

And now - the Blue Beetle seems to be covered in a conflagration of primate feces. Really, you probably shouldn't ask. It's a long story and it doesn't have a happy shiny ending. Well, aside from 'Thomas and I did NOT get broiled in monkey poo' that is.

You were expecting something much more thrilling? You don't know my life all that well, do you?

So, now - the Beetle is in the bar - this can only go one way and well is NOT it...

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"I do love you. So much." Gently she presses her lips against his. "What do you say we get out of here? We could grab some food from Bar and go back to my place."

I raise an eyebrow. "In Scotland? England? Wherever it is you're from and I'm very sorry I don't remember."

The idea has merit. She's been to my ever-so-elegant little hole in the wall.

"It's okay. My flats in London. I haven't been to Scotland in two years nearly.

So what do you think? You want to?"

"Yeah. I think that'd be nice."

I lean in and kiss her neck. "Sorry all I could bring you for Valentine's day was a smelly car."

"That's okay. I'm just glad you're here. Wasn't sure if you would be or not."

She smiles and presses a kiss against his temple.

"You hungry at all? Do you want to get something to take away or should we just go?"

"Let's eat in London."

I finish my beer.

"You don't have electronics or anything I might destroy just by being in the same room with it, do you?"

She shakes her head. "No, everything in the flat runs of magic. To much ambient magic around Diagon Alley for anything electronic to work. Not that you could get an electronic conection there even if it did work."

She gets to her feet and reaches for his hand.

"What do you want to eat?"

If I answer 'you' I'll sound uncaring or trashy.

"Let me ask you something first - do you cook?"

She's the dessert, not the main course

"Would you think me any less of a woman if I say no? Because I can't. Which is why I was thinking we grab something from Bar to take away."

I shrug. "No, I don't think any less of you. I can only make Spaghettio's and grilled cheese. Sometimes I can't even do the grilled cheese."

I smile and kiss her temple. "Order whatever you'd like. I'm not particularly hungry right now."

"You know what? I'm not that hungry either. Let's just go."

She slips an arm around his waist, gives him a small kiss and leads him to the door.

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