Dieciocho

[alittlecredit]

1. I can recount things in a list too IF I WANT TO.

2. Madrox came back and has showered and shaved, thank you Jesus.

3. I think I just broke my microwave reheating fried chicken.

4. I need a part-time job to buy a new microwave. Anybody hiring?

5. CAN WE GET LIKE, A HEAD-COUNT AROUND HERE? Not even a mutant head-count. Like, a universal head-

Comments

[eiremagic]

1. Weirdo.

2. Well, good to know he got his head back from his arse.

3. Christ, Rictor. I made an afternoon fry-up of the shite leftover from breakfast if you want it.

4. No comment.

5. Not from you're world, I'm sure people are grateful.

6. Whoever gets the bigger gun.

[alittlecredit]

Nobody said his head wasn't still up his ass. But at least it's where I can talk to it.

Food would be good.

[eiremagic]

So you two made up?

Food it always good. This time you can come to me flat.

[alittlecredit]

Made up is a really, really simplified way of putting it. But sometimes with Madrox you need to put it the simplified way or you'll never get anywhere.

I'll head up as soon as I throw the mess that used to be our microwave into the dumpster.

[eiremagic]

I hope there was kissing involved. And mayhaps a wedding proposal.

Works for me.

[alittlecredit]

Excuse me?

[eiremagic]

Do I get to be Jamie's bridesmaid?

[eiremagic]

I'm sure that some part of you is feminine. I just have to hit you on the head long enough to find it.

[eiremagic]

You have the shapelier form, Jamie.

[eiremagic]

Issat the plan? Because I drink more than the two of you combined and I'm still a skinny thing.