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. ]

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[electrowhipit]

[ It is probably physically impossible to snuggle closer, but damn it he is trying ]

Mm. I think so.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He rather enjoys the attempts, leaning his head on Jolt's chest.]

Best idea you've had yet.

[electrowhipit]

And that's saying something, because all of my ideas are wonderful.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... I seem to remember you covering the house in so many lights someone had a seizure. That was a rather bad idea.

[electrowhipit]

Hey, hey. That wasn't my fault!

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Yes it was.

[Pokes him in the sigil.]

[electrowhipit]

[ zap :| ]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He practically purrs.]

I didn't think you wanted a second round...

[electrowhipit]

[ poke ] I'm almost sad that doesn't shut you up like it used to.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

There are better ways to get me to stop talking...

[Just going to walk his fingers down your chest.]

... mm, just a thought... what's Christmas going to be like this year?

[electrowhipit]

But zapping you is so convenient-

[ mmm, just... snuggles closer or tries to anyway ]

... I dunno. It's a little weird that nothing's happened yet.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

So are other things...

[Shifts his arms around, better to cling to.]

Don't curse us. There's still time... Maybe we should take advantage of this little respite, hm?

[electrowhipit]

Hm? And how do you propose we do that?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Celebrate. Party. I still have a few connections from the bar... and if you're not adverse to letting us destroy your house...

[For a little added persuasion, he trails a foot up your leg.]

[electrowhipit]

[ that... is highly distracting, but he will try not to let it get to him! ] Why my house?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Damn, distraction fail!]

... Whose house is full of drones, and whose isn't?

[electrowhipit]

... [ siiiigh ] You're gonna have to clear it with Harley first.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He laughs.]

Easy enough. She likes me.

[electrowhipit]

You trash our house, you're helping us clean it when this is all over. Just saying.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Right, right... Take down the mistletoe and everything.

... speaking of cleaning... where did you throw my pants this time?

[electrowhipit]

Why? Going somewhere?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Mm, I thought I'd go brag to whoever would listen about my lovely wife.

[electrowhipit]

Not if your "lovely wife" has anything to say about it. [ smoooooch ]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Just going to return that kiss]

... Your gorgeous husband thinks the whole town should know. And the others... if we ever find a way home.

[electrowhipit]

And your lovely wife would like to remind you about the drones. ... But I'm all for everyone knowing once we get out of here.