Connor Safehouse, Sunday Eve

[apocalypsesoon]

"No! Dammit! Wait! Come back here!"

If John's current activities could have a soundtrack, it would be the Benny Hill theme as he tried to chase a half-dozen dingbots who'd gotten into his watch supplies.

Now would probably be a bad time to call him. Really.

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[misshargrove]

Ring.

Hey, she was reckless, okay?

[apocalypsesoon]

John slumped into the couch. "Hello?"

[misshargrove]

"Hey, John! What's up?"

[apocalypsesoon]

"Not much," he said, slapping his hand over his eyes.

Great.

"I'm-a gonna have to do some housecleaning. Seem to be infested with dingbots."

[misshargrove]

Hey now, John loves Annette!

Come on!

"Icky," she said, grinning on the other end. "But you're happy to hear from me right?"

[apocalypsesoon]

Yes, John does have a thing for blondes. Even Annettes.

"You have no idea," he said as there was a crash and a moan through the phone. Not dirty.

"Please tell me you're not under an invasion? I'd like to know at least one of us isn't."

And? He missed Fandom. And Annette. And...a special someone. With pink hair. (not the one who's dating Peter Parker)

[misshargrove]

Oh. That crash and moan didn't sound too great.

"...no? But what the crap is going on over there? You need a break, John. I think we should meet up and let me treat you to dinner or something. Maybe get your nails done."

[apocalypsesoon]

"I--Did you just offer to do my nails?" he asked.

Before groaning again. "I just bought those plates!"

To their credit, some of the dingbots did look a bit sheepish. Though... really, it was because they were covered in cotton balls.

"Annette? If I don't get out of here, I think I'm going to melt all these things down for scrap and make a planter." The facepalm was audible.

[misshargrove]

"Maaaaybe," she said, then winced at the yelling.

"Listen John, I understand, I really do. I own a... cat. We should meet up, seriously. Do a little shopping. I could actually buy you a planter. A Chinese one even."

[apocalypsesoon]

"Would it try to come to life and eat me?" he asked. Because, seriously, Fandom. "Otherwise, sounds good."

"Annette? Remind me never to let any kids I have, gear or human, to ever watch Home AloneMy Parents Left Me Behind During Their Vacation. Or all three the same day."

Okay, some of the things were good if the house was invaded by the gov't burglarized...

[misshargrove]

She couldn't answer that truthfully, she realized so skipped over the planter part.

"John, let's hope you never have a gear kid." Pause. "I'm trying to picture what that is but I'm having a difficult time and probably you don't need to paint me a picture."

[apocalypsesoon]

"The dingbots. They're like kids. Very spoiled kids who are constantly in trouble," he said. It was better if he didn't open his eyes. He couldn't see what they were doing if he didn't look.