plans and more plans - RP for mrscarlyking (and potentially destiny_keeper)

[finallymadeit]

Ryan is a smart guy, right? He's been in medical school, he's always gotten good grades, top of the class, valedictorian and all of that. So why can't he figure out something as simple as blueprints

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[mrscarlyking]

Carly grabbed another muffin off the counter. She was certain she was eating for two this time. Had to be. She'd put on half a stone in a week.

"I still say we should wing it."

[finallymadeit]

Ryan sighed heavily, thunking his forehead against the table a few times. "I'd end up building the house inside-out or something. Or I'd build a barn. Do you want to live in a bar?"

He paused, looking up at Carly and then making grabbyhands for her muffin.

[mrscarlyking]

"In a bar? Sure! Free wine on tap!"

Carly took a huge bite out of her muffin and then elevated it out of Ryan's reach. Luckily, the customers were used to that kind of thing.

"We've built a treehouse before. How hard can it be?"

[finallymadeit]

"Nooo making fun of my lack of enunciation."

He flailed about a bit, trying to somehow reach the muffin without moving from his seat, then said - loudly, for the benefit of the customers - "Carly, I want your muffin. Please."

Then, rolling his eyes, "The treehouse didn't really have walls. Or much of a roof. And it creaked ominously whenever we...um. Pursued more...athletic and...strenuous...activities."

[mrscarlyking]

Carly, brazen as always, grinned. "You know you can have my muffin anytime, sweetie."

She then leaned down to whisper in his ear. "And there'll be none of that unless you can build me a house."

[finallymadeit]

That's what he loves about her.

Then, pulling a pout. "And what if I can't? What if I am physically unable and a total and complete failure?" He's mostly kidding, but there's a note of mild desperation in there. Some issues never totally go away.

[mrscarlyking]

Carly leans down and looks him straight in the eye. "We're going to do this together. Because we're awesome together. So, let's just find a tree and get down and dirty."

[finallymadeit]

That gets a mildly relieved smile. He will express his true gratitude for her in a less...public environment. "Oh, so it's in a tree now. Okay."

[mrscarlyking]

Carly laughs. "Our progeny must grow up in a treehouse! It didn't do us any harm, did it?"

[finallymadeit]

"Oh, not at all, quite the opposite in fact."

...give him a moment...

"...progeny?"

[mrscarlyking]

Carly shoots him A Look.

"Progeny, noun. The fruit of ones loins. Puppies. Children. Those things."

[finallymadeit]

"...we're having puppies?"

Isn't he delightful? Give him a hand, people.

[mrscarlyking]

Carly puts her hands on her hips.

"Ryan, we did talk about this. Repeatedly."

[finallymadeit]

"....we did? Were we doing...other things while we were talking?"

This...is honestly not beyond the realm of imagination.

[mrscarlyking]

"That's when we do ALL our talking! We broke up in a passionate embrace!"

Carly's current passions means that a muffin meets its demise on the ceiling. Several of the regulars activate their tables personal shields - they've seen this too many times before, from both generations of Kings and Drake-Radds.

[finallymadeit]

Ryan will look upwards, with sorrow for the poor muffin, then remark mildly. "Passionate embraces are sort of our things, huh?"