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[last_adam]

*Finally changed into dry clothes and hanging the last of his sopping wet outfit in front of the fire to dry, Adam flops onto the couch. He smiles the smile of the well and truly happily tired.*

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[the_lioness]

*Alanna's wearing a similar smile, though she's starting to doubt the wisdom of it all. Snowball fights are bloody cold. Pulling on a second sweater, she sits down by Adam and shivers.

A lot.

Despite the sweaters, socks and flannel pants.*

C- Cold.

[last_adam]

*He pulls her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her.*

Need I remind you who issued the invitations?

[the_lioness]

*Perversely, the shivering worsens as he puts his arms around her. She snickers and presses her nose to his neck.*

It w- was brilliant. A perfect ambush. I wish you could have seen your faces. T- Thom's especially.

[last_adam]

*Adam shakes his head as he laughs a little bit.*

Cruel people.

[the_lioness]

So you keep saying. *She turns her head and kisses him soundly.* But it is good to hear you laugh.

*It had been good to hear everyone laugh, but Adam in particular.*

[last_adam]

And to see you relax a bit.

[the_lioness]

Me? I'm always perfectly relaxed.

*Stubborn? Possibly.*

[last_adam]

Oh, is that so? Why, then, you must forgive me.

*Forgive him his statement? Or the fact that he has a hand hovering, about to tickle?*

[the_lioness]

*Expression stoic, she regards him warily.*

I suppose I must, given what I did earlier.

Hmph.

[last_adam]

*A grin crossing his face, he lowers his weapons hands.*

Is that an apology?

[the_lioness]

Of sorts. Possibly. Though I do not regret even one snowball.

*She catches his hands and smirks, pulling him forward. A second later, she drops them and tickles him.*

[last_adam]

Hey!

*He's laughing, though, even as he squirms.*

I should report you. I'm quite close to the head of security, I'll have you know.

[the_lioness]

Oh? Quite close are you? In distance or something else entirely? *She giggles, tugging on his shirt.* Could be closer.

Okay, I'll stop.





Now.

[last_adam]

*Adam can't help but look skeptical.*

How do I know you'll hold to your word?

*Meanwhile, he's pulling the head of security quite close indeed.*

[the_lioness]

*She kisses him, a satisfied purr working its way up her throat.*

I promise. You're entirely too warm, and I don't want to be knocked off your lap by your helpless flailing.

[last_adam]

Nope. You're staying right here.

*It's possible he sounds peacefully smug about this.*

[the_lioness]

*She blows on her hands to warm them and drops her head on his shoulder, smiling.*

They seem happy, don't they?

[last_adam]

Lucy and Caspian? They do. I'm happy for them.

[the_lioness]

*Lifting her head a little, she kisses his jaw.*

No, though they do, and I am happy for them as well.

But I meant the dragons.

[last_adam]

Oh, god.

[the_lioness]

Now, don't begrudge them happiness just because your underwear has apparently been ritualistically sacrificed.

*Blinking innocently, she smiles.*

It's a sign of affection, really. Maybe.

[last_adam]

I don't begrudge them their happiness. I begrudge them-



Okay, first? Promise me. No more pets. Right?

[the_lioness]

Ever?

*Alarmed, Alanna furrows her brow.*

But what happens if one of them dies?

[last_adam]

No, not ever.

*As tempting as it may be to say so.*

But, say, the immediate future. Given nothing happening to any of the current pets.




Unless it's the urchin.

[the_lioness]

*reasonably* But it's purple.

*Alanna is more than a little suspicious. Therefore she shifts in his lap and looks him in the eye.*

I feel it would be prudent to point out that I am not responsible for the urchin. Or Puff, really, though I welcomed her gladly.

*Because, DRAGON.*

Yes, Adam. I realize we are nearing the breaking point, space wise.