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slayer_fray) wrote2007-04-26 05:00 pm
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[Milliways: Mel and Lilly's Living Room]
There's been a lot going on with the tenants of suites 132 and 134, what with Slaying and grabbing and invalids and blossoming romances and relaunching businesses and security and bartending and things. A lot.
What there hasn't been, in someone's very important opinion, is enough Stampy-loving.
And when there's not enough Stampy loving, bad things happen.
Like sacred dedicated scythe-like weapons that certain miniphants won't let go off, no matter how much dangling-from-her-trunk it involves.
"No, really, Bignose, I hafta go to work."
What there hasn't been, in someone's very important opinion, is enough Stampy-loving.
And when there's not enough Stampy loving, bad things happen.
Like sacred dedicated scythe-like weapons that certain miniphants won't let go off, no matter how much dangling-from-her-trunk it involves.
"No, really, Bignose, I hafta go to work."
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"ba...BumperTooche? Is everythin' a'right?"
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And from the handle set into the blade dangles an obstinate little elephant.
"You mind if I take Stampy out Slaying today?"
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Mike's not awake enough for trick questions....
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Stampy squeals in discomfort as she swings, but she holds on admirably.
"She won't let go."
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Mike says with a sleepy chuckle as he emerges fully from the bedroom.
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"When did she get so stubborn?"
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"Tuesday? I dunno, best I can figure is she's hitting her teen years and is being rebellious, or something equally psychological in something."
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Wobble, wobble.
"Thing is," says Mel, "it's only patrol, nothing I couldn't skip, but if I do, she's won."
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"Battle of wills, huh? This could get entertaining. Wait, lemme get some Honey Smacks. Don't. Move."
Mike bolts the rest of the way to the kitchen, returning to the living room a second or two later with a box of Honey Smacks.
"Okay, commence the battle of wills."
Amuse him!
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Beat.
"Well, you are, but it'll only be quite good."
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"You mean, no extra-special-super-fun-circus-sex?"
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"Missionary only."
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"Of the Fumbling in the Back of Dad's Car kind? Or of the Lay back and think of England kind?
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Nerves reset to their resting potential.
"Ahh, right. I'll keep that in mind."
Mike pops a few more cereal bits into his mouth before half heartedly informing Stampy of just how much of a bad girl she is.
It's so no where near convincing.
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"Oh, you're so getting a pounding."
It's not quite obvious who she's talking to.
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"You don't, you know, by any chance need a hand, do you?"
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Give the girl a hand already!
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He doesn't cut a very imposing figure, but there is a slight level of menace about him. Sadly it's mostly of the Dennis variety.
"Stampy. Stand down."
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If she lets go, Auntie Mel leaves, then Daddy goes back to bed and Auntie Lilly's not around and Uncle Indy's with Aunt Moon.
And she's not going to Uncle Raph.
Snuffling, she tightens her grip on the scythe
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Mike again attempts to muster all of his limited supply of menace.
"Mel. Stand down."
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Too early for Mike, he means.
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Only, she angles it so Stampy can make floor contact first.
"Fine, I'll just ask Bar for stakes."
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Clearly it's Mike's turn to wrestle with the mini-phant.
"Well...rrrr...in theory...leggo...sure...damnit..."
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"Cause actual demons are really rare, so it's not like I'll
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Damn Stampy really is good at this game. Automatically Mike blames Raph for this.
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He's down on the ground now, attempting what looks more like a pull tug than a true game of tug o' war.
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She stands, and crosses the room in a couple of strides, grabbing Stampy around the middle.