shesgotguts | voicemail;

_{[ He laughs from behind his cellphone and continues texting: ]}
I'm glad you fell for the charms I give off then--
Unfortunately, this is the last one. I bet the kids ate most of them while I wasn't looking.

you? run out of charms? impossible. you probably just misplaced them. i wouldnt put that past you.

[and then hastily sent after the first one--]

and i didnt fall for anything!

No? I'm mistaken. I guess I ought to try harder, then. That's the only solution we have for this! Sorry not sorry. ;)
Oh, I meant to tell you. I got a present for my birthday from home. I'll have to show you sometime.. I think you'll really like it. :D

youre absolutely not sorry. but youre welcome to try harder. i cant wait to see how that works.

oh? i dont know what it could be if it was a present from your home AND ill like it. kind of concerning when you mix the two. ill bet it isnt clothes, though

It's absolutely never clothes.
_{[ CLOTHES FROM HIS WORLD??? FUCK NO. ]}
I'll give you a hint.
It's really, really hot.

i didnt know you had pictures of me where youre from.

_{[ hskdjfsd-- ]}
Wouldn't that be something--!?
No, but it goes, really, really fast. :D

but youre already here!

honestly, i cant imagine what it is, aside from a motorcycle with flames painted on it. blue flames. that sounds like something youd do.

_{[ well then ... ]}
You are almost correct, actually. Almost.
It might be better if I just show you if you are not doing anything later?

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almost? im disappointed im not entirely correct. are the flames actually red?

im not doing anything later, so id like to see this gift of yours whenever you feel like showing it!

Is that so?
Alrighty. I'll get dressed and be right over. Expect me in 20 minutes.

im honoured youd put on clothes for me. i should probably do the same...

btw, are you hungry?

_{[ as he is getting himself dressed and ready, he replies, so his responses are spaced out: ]}

You know I can always eat.
_{[ .. ]}
And drink.

i just thought it would be more polite to ask.

would you like to have dinner together? i was thinking of ordering takeout, but im not opposed to cooking. or making drinks, for that matter.

[meanwhile she's not even moving off the couch. yeah, she wants to look like a babe for him, but isn't she a babe already? the struggle.]

Either sounds lovely-lovely, dear.
It's whatever you think! I'll leave that up to you, but I can help you cook if you decide to do that.

its not every day that i get a handsome sous chef, so i might have to take you up on that!

[she finally drags herself to her room, spurred on by visions of dumb romantic movie scenarios. this crush is absolutely out of hand. this is Too Far....]

Sounds excellent-- I'll see you in a few.
_{[ When Aikuro gets dressed, he ends up in this since the weather is nice and warming up today. His hair is pulled back in a bun today, and he keeps his sunglasses on when he approaches her door and knocks on it.

His present he was talking about-- well. It's parked along the neighborhood curb. ]}

[she's dressed well enough for him, in a pretty yellow dress, with her hair left down in those elegant waves she's spent years perfecting. when she opens the door and sees The Manbun, she almost closes the door in his face, but instead offers him a sweet smile, leaning against the door frame.]

Well, hello Aikuro! You look terribly dashing today.

[even with the bun.]

_{[ Look. Somebody said something to him the other day about his hair. He is trying to mix it up a little bit, alright? Aikuro walks inside with a little tip of his head. ]}

I look terribly dashing everyday! But thank you-- it's nice of you to let me come over so suddenly.
Oh! _{[ he gestures outside and points to his car. ]}

That's what I got! Isn't it super cool? I belonged to my organization back home-- I wonder why it ended up here, but I'm not complaining.

[she doesn't even humour him-- he can stroke his ego all damn day if he wants. she does wink at him, though, because he's cute and she's glad he's with her, but then she sees it.

the car.

as an ashford, it's required that she shows a slight interest in knightmare frames. this trickles down to an interest in mechanics and automobiles-- even if it's on the more aesthetic front. and she has to admit, it's a pretty slick car.]

It looks cool, you're right. Landy's a sweetheart to give it back to you.

[she's half tempted to shove him out of the way and go examine it better. hots girls and hot cars always go together, right?]

I wonder how well it drives, though. It would be a shame if it looked nice but felt awful.

I was hoping to give you a little drive in it sometime, if you'd like. It's voice activated.
_{[ A batmobile. ]}

And can go underwater.
_{[ A literal batmobile. ]}

_{[ He's saying this as he makes his way to Milly's kitchen, taking in his surroundings. He speaks from the kitchen. ]}

We can do that now or later-- I bet you're pretty hungry and if we're cooking, it could take awhile.

[voice activated and can go underwater? hot. better than the ganymede, that's for sure. but she'll be patient about riding in it... for now.

with one more longing look at her new husband (the car, not the man), she closes the door behind her and joins aikuro in the kitchen, smiling as she beelines for the fridge.]

Later would be nice... If we go for a drive, I might not want to come back! [she laughs, and bends over to find something deep in the portal to narnia formerly known as the refrigerator.] Is there anything in particular you'd like to have tonight? Or should I just surprise you? [that's such a risky choice...]

_{[ Aikuro rests against the door sill as he observes Milly, taking in her words. He keeps his sunglasses on because he thinks he is that cool. ]}

Some kind of pasta, maybe? Maybe something like spaghetti.
_{[ typically Lady and the Tramp meal, you know. ]}

[the only people who wear sunglasses indoors are tools and blind people. she'll give aikuro the benefit of the doubt and assume he was blinded by her beauty.

spaghetti? now that she can manage, and manage well. it's a good thing The Husband hasn't taken to eating raw pasta and smashing tomatoes on the floor because he could, or they'd have to go for a drive right to the grocery store.

but she pulls out a couple ingredients from the fridge, then the freezer, then various cabinets... she keeps her kitchen pretty organised, and she's proud of it. but after all of that, she pulls out a bottle of wine with a smile.]

No harm in a glass or too before the meal, right? Besides, it'll enhance the flavours of the pasta! [or mask it entirely. either way works for her. so she uncorks the bottle, and pours a glass for them both, handing aikuro his with a grin.] A toast?

_{[ He's more than okay with a glass of wine, thank you. ]}

Oh! Why thank you very much-- ah, what precisely are we going to be toasting to, then?
_{[ he holds the glass out, but is waiting for her response.
What indeed? ]}

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