|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 11:21 pm
Kettil was, for a lack of better words, hanging out on the couch.
Literally hanging. His torso drooped off of the edge of the couch as he stared at the skelevision, which looked upside down, and he had a completely blank and indifferent look on his face. There was some sort of drama going on the screen where a werewolf stole a rich skeleton's family heirloom shinbone and refused to give it back.
Somewhere, off to the side, sat a book and a bunch of scribbled upon paper. He'd been trying to do his homework but quite simply he wasn't pleased with how it was turning out. Now he was vegetating. Hardcore.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 11:27 pm
Freya had been sitting on the floor, nearby, but just out of reach as she texted like a madwoman. She loved texting, and was usually found doing such - so this particular moment was nothing new. Her tongue was bit between her teeth, and one eye was closed, as her fingers flew against the tiny keys and wrote paragraphs of important information condensed into tiny little abbreviated sentences.
She had no idea what was on the skelevision, and she was more than happy to let Kettil veg out while she took care of business.
Until now.
"HOOTER." The scream was sudden, as Freya snapped her phone shut and crawled over to the couch. "WE'RE GOINGS OUT." There was a smile on her face.. and it promised terrible things.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 11:57 pm
Kettil's eyes widened and she suddenly screamed his name and it made his body comically flop off of the couch and on to the floor with a nice meaty thud. He stayed on the floor for a moment, "Freya...Where are we going? Why are we going?"
The boil slowly began to get to his feet, "Did you arrange to drop me off in the forest where no one can find me and I can't find my way back?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 1:07 am
"We are goings teh duu somethings I should has done a long times ago." She growled, crawling towards him until he got to his feet - and then getting up to meet him. "I am goings teh finally, once and for all, has that eating contest with yeh. Come on, we're goings teh the cafeteria. Only the best for yeh."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 1:09 am
He reached out and grabbed her chin and pressed a kiss to her lips, "If you're sure you can do it. I love it when you growl at me, gets me all excited," he muttered back at her before he let go of her chin and headed to get shoes on so they could get out the door.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 1:18 am
The kiss, the forcefulness, the way he spoke, the thing he said - everything in that moment was a sudden surprise, and Freya was left as a shell shocked, wide eyed, open mouthed statue while Kettil got his shoes. Seconds later, she turned to jello, and flopped down onto the couch, a boneless mass of goofy smiling uselessness.
She loved the new Kettil even more than she'd loved the old one, and that was a pretty damn lot.
"Hee.." Continuing to be pretty useless, she just lounged on the couch for a moment and forgot everything she'd been talking about. "Or we can just stays home."
Plans? What plans?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 1:21 am
He gazed back at her has his hand grasped the doorknob leading out. The idea was tempting but he only grinned and gave her a wink, "If you win you get to have your way with me in whatever way you want~. You have to win first, though~..." he sing-songed at her.
Kettil then briefly considered losing on purpose as he slipped out the door.
"Race you there!" Then he took off running.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Nio Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
|
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 1:37 am
"But I already-"
Her words were cut off as soon as he said race, and she bolted up out of her seat, once more sharp as a tack and ready to win herself some competitions. First would come racing, of course. She had no shoes on - and she didn't let that stop her. She bolted out the door, slammed it shut behind her, and started screaming down the hall like a maniac.
"FOR THE GLORY OF ASGARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
She proceeded to run all the way to the cafeteria, without her shoes.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 1:42 am
Kettil was running hard and fast and in fact he bust through the cafeteria door like he owned the place.
"I WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!" He shouted confidently, though he looked around in front of him half expecting her to already be there and tease him for his presumptions but for once...
He was right.
His arms thrust into the air, "YEAH!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 1:45 am
RUNNING WITHOUT HER SHOES WAS HARD OKAY?
Freya huffed and puffed as she entered the cafeteria, holding her stomach as she tried to catch her breath. "FUUUUUUUUUUCKS." She finally screamed out when she could manage enough breath to do it, and she collapsed on a chair, thoroughly distraught by her failure.
"I have disgraced my ancestors." She flung her hands out on either side. "FORGIVE ME ODIN, I WILL MAKES IT UP TEH YEH!"
Then she sat up straight, folded her hands in front of her, and settled them gently on her knee as her legs crossed professionally. "So." She murmured with a smile. "Are yeh sure yehr ready for this?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 1:47 am
Kettil grinned as she lamented her loss. He even flexed an arm all macho and cool.
Then she suddenly regained her composure and...
It tripped a few of his triggers.
"Yeah I am!" he grinned at her, though a nice blush formed over his face.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 1:51 am
For once, Freya had absolutely no idea why Kettil was blushing. There was a first for everything. "Okays. Then first I will go gets the foods. Yeh waits here, ja?" She hopped up out of her chair, straightened her skirt, and stepped over to kiss his nose before sauntering away to the kitchen. There, she prepared to have more fast food delivered onto the table than one should ever see in one sitting.
Ever.
Slowly the food was brought out, and just left on the table. Burgers, fries, pizza, fried chicken, every kind of terrible, fattening food. Was she really going to attempt to eat any of this?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 1:55 am
It might have been how cool and collected she was just then or it was just the way she was sitting with her slender legs all neatly crossed...Even for Kettil it was hard to say what about her just made him so much more attentive just then but it worked.
His fingertips playfully grasped hers just for a second before she left, "Hurry back," he murmured at her with a grin.
As the food was brought out his eyes widened. Was this for real? He was expecting perhaps a buffet of lighter foods at the very least.
Would she be okay?
Concerns and worries started to settle around him.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 2:10 am
On and on, the food kept coming, nonstop, until finally, Freya exited the kitchen, snacking on - of all things - a stalk of celery. She crunched it playfully as she moved toe to toe with the boil, and looked up at him with a sinister and smug expression.
"Sure yeh don't wants teh gives up right now? I wouldn't blames yeh if yeh did."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 2:12 am
He leaned toward her, "I think I'll do just fine but what about you, my Queen?" he lightly reached out and patted her tummy.
"If you get sick I won't forgive myself, you know that, right?" Even though his eyes shone brightly with the promise of competition there was still that light of love behind it all.
Love and care. It wouldn't be worth it for him if she got sick.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
