Neptune, California, Sunday Morning, OMG Early

Apr 12, 2008 21:45

In the Underworld, demons slept on the stone ground with nothing but a bed of straw for comfort. Here in Neptune, however, Bel had a nice big comfy bed, soft sheets, and a cuddly Phoebe. He was fast asleep and dreaming of very naughty things.

[ooc: for a pair of mean wenches.]

format: phone call, phoebe halliwell, belthazor, m parker

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mparkerceo April 13 2008, 02:00:50 UTC
It's like an addiction. A sickness. A sick addiction.

*RING*

She'll say a novena for her soul later.

*RING*

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izzyalienqueen April 13 2008, 02:04:24 UTC
Isabel was not giggling as she sipped her coffee.

Well, not much.

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demonbelthazor April 13 2008, 02:09:18 UTC
Bel fumbled for his cell phone on the nightstand next to the bed. For the record, the ring tone was "SexyBack," which Anders had programmed into his phone the last time he visited. "Hello?" he mumbled.

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mparkerceo April 13 2008, 02:13:40 UTC
Parker swallowed her own giggles, and said in a very serious voice: "Don't panic."

Yeah, that's nice.

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demonbelthazor April 13 2008, 02:17:52 UTC
"Huh? Parker?" Bel squinted at the clock. No way would she call him this early unless something was wrong. "What's wrong?" he demanded. He tried to keep his voice low so as to not wake Phoebe up.

That's right. Parker had involved an innocent party in her evil schemes.

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mparkerceo April 13 2008, 02:23:51 UTC
"No one's hurt," she said, frowning hard to stuff the giggles down. She waved an arm at Isabel, hoping she wouldn't set her off. "And no one's dead. It's just, I felt like I should warn you." She paused. "And it's not my fault!"

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izzyalienqueen April 13 2008, 02:25:59 UTC
"And not mine either!" Isabel called out. "Although maybe it is. I mean, I wanted to stop and watch."

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demonbelthazor April 13 2008, 02:29:30 UTC
"What's going on?" Bel said. "Is Anders okay?" He knew he was going to be visiting Parker this weekend.

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mparkerceo April 13 2008, 02:38:30 UTC
"He's fine. Very sleepy, but fine." Parker paused, then said, all in a rush to stop the giggles from escaping, "He'sthinkingofstayingandjoiningarugbyteam." She inhaled. "Remember, it's not my fault! England is nice!"

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izzyalienqueen April 13 2008, 02:40:44 UTC
Isabel was not thinking of rowers with shoulders and rugged rugby players with crooked noses. Not at all.

"There's lots of pretty! I mean, it's very pretty!!!"

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demonbelthazor April 13 2008, 02:46:28 UTC
"What?!" Bel exclaimed, sitting up now.

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mparkerceo April 13 2008, 02:56:18 UTC
"Look, I did my part, I'm already dating a rugby player," Parker said, trying for an irritated tone. "I can't help it if the other seven players thought Anders was 'fit' and 'brilliant' and do you even compliment him enough for this not to be a novelty? Swear to god, Bel, you can't expect me to run interference for you *all* the time...."

Her voice might be beginning to shake at this point, but not quite giggling yet. Hopefully it just sounds tired and annoyed.

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izzyalienqueen April 13 2008, 02:58:23 UTC
"And you can't flambe them!" Isabel added. "Because they're a good team and if you took them all out you'd mess up the standings in the league."

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demonbelthazor April 13 2008, 03:04:43 UTC
"I don't give a crap about their standings," Bel growled. "They can't have him!"

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mparkerceo April 13 2008, 03:07:11 UTC
Parker was going to implode if she had to say anything more. "Right. You tell him."

She shoved the cellphone into a very sleepy, tousle-headed Anders' hands as he walked in, and sang out, "Phone for you!"

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cantgetnorelief April 13 2008, 03:08:18 UTC
"Phone for what huh?" asked Anders. He blinked and held the phone up to his ear. "Wha'sgoin'on?"

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