oo8 ★ LET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN AGAIN

[electrowhipit]

[ One can find Jolt in his yard, surrounded by, and very possibly tangled up in, various strings of Christmas lights. He roots through the mess until he disentangles a strand- and with a careful application of a finger to the appropriate end, the lights flicker to life.

This strand is, perhaps appropriately, bright blue, and Jolt grins. ] Not a bad color, if I do say so myself.

[ He coils up the lights and sets them on the grass, then moves on to the next strand and repeats the process. ]

Comments

[electrowhipit]

Horrendously lost and disorganized.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

I could be organized! You should see my desk.

[electrowhipit]

How much of that is you and how much is your secretary though?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Please. She couldn't organize her way out of a lingerie department. Which, I suspect, she once worked in.

[electrowhipit]

And you would know this... how?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

You have seen my secretary, haven't you?

[electrowhipit]

... Point.

Help me get the ladder, would you?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

That's all you ever want me for anymore... my muscle.

[But he'll go help you anyway.]

[electrowhipit]

Spare me your theatrics. [ into the garage they go! ]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

You've put up with them for a decade now... surely you can hold out a bit longer.

[Sauntering after you, and where did you put that ladder...?]

[electrowhipit]

Well, I suppose.

[ over here

by this box that has your name on it :3 ]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

You always make it sound like such a trial to be--

[he stops]

... how long has that been there?

[electrowhipit]

[ it's got a bow on it too! ]

Long enough.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[points at it, as if his finger will magically tell him what's inside.]

It has a bow on it.

[electrowhipit]

It's your Christmas present, genius.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... Does that mean Christmas has come early?

[electrowhipit]

Maybe a little. [ grin ] Go on, open it.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

If this is another toy sword...

[And he'll go grab it and start opening that sucker]

[electrowhipit]

I'm not that cruel.

[ Inside the box there is-- a substantially smaller box. But inside of that is a pair of car keys. ]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Not outside your apartment anywa--

[this takes him a moment. He pulls them out, and turns them over in hand.]

Jolt?

[electrowhipit]

We are gonna have to go to the garage.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He's... so confused.]

All... right. This is a lovely set of keys...?

[electrowhipit]

It'll make sense, trust me.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... All right.

Are you... still putting your lights up? Or... did you really just want me in here for the keys?

[electrowhipit]

The lights can wait.