Hyperion Kitchen - Tuesday Morning [Honesty Day]

[marsheadtilt]

Veronica stumbled into the kitchen and set up the coffee pot.

She hadn't slept well, thanks to some nightmares, and was desperate for some caffeine.

[Open for anyone in the Hyperion or who wants to visit/call. Veronica will be telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. She kind of hates me right now.]

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[demonbelthazor]

Bel wandered in a short time later. "Coffee," he grunted.

[marsheadtilt]

"It's brewing," Veronica said. "Try being patient."

[demonbelthazor]

"Since when have you known me to be patient?" Bel pointed out.

[marsheadtilt]

"Never," Veronica said. "Especially not when you were trying to kiss Angelus's ass."

She frowned. Where did that come from?

[cantgetnorelief]

A pre-caffeinated Anders had enough of a problem with keeping a filter on his mouth as it was. Today . . .

Yeah.

"Oh gods, I had a dream last night about you and the mistletoe again," he grumbled at Veronica.

. . .

Dammit. He'd been going to say "nightmare."

Ugh.

[marsheadtilt]

Veronica made a face. "I really didn't need to know that. Especially because kissing you wasn't nearly as gross as I made it out to be."

Um.

[cantgetnorelief]

"Yeah, well, I didn't need to have that dream," Anders shot back. "I could've lived without the need for a cold shower this morning. Just makes me want to throw up even more. Gods dammit, you don't need to know this!"

He paused. "Except for the throwing up part. Keep that in mind."

[marsheadtilt]

"Yeah, well, I'm still going to pretend like I hate you, even though I'll be damned if I can remember how that even started," Veronica informed him.

[sensethevisions]

"Oh god... I need coffee," Phoebe muttered as she came into the kitchen and headed directly for the machine.

[cantgetnorelief]

"I need to be gagged," Anders told her, looking mortified. "And not in the fun way even though I've been thinking about that for a while too but I was kind of embarrassed to bring it up and you see what I mean here?"

[sensethevisions]

"Well I have had this fantasy about being Mistress Phoebe and Oh my god!" Phoebe quickly swallowed the hot coffee.

[cantgetnorelief]

"Ow, gods, don't burn yourself and --" Anders was feeling kind of naked, and in a bad way, without being able to hide behind his usual tactic of talking about other things that were less mortifying. "Really? With leather?"

[cookinggeek]

"Where's the coffee?" Piper muttered as she wandered into the kitchen. She had no idea what was going on.

[marsheadtilt]

Veronica pointed to the counter, afraid to open her mouth and say anything.

[cookinggeek]

"Is something wrong?" Piper asked as she poured herself a cup of coffee.

[marsheadtilt]

Veronica nodded.

Then she frowned.

"Did you cast another truth spell?"

[surferboy_09er]

Dick, who normally said what was on his mind anyway, didn't notice anything weird about today.

So he had absolutely no idea what he was in for when he called Veronica.

[marsheadtilt]

Veronica groaned when she saw the caller ID. She considered letting her voicemail take the call, but she figured she at least owed Dick an explanation.

"Hey, I can't talk to you today," she said, skipping over the pleasantries. "There's something weird going on and I keep saying things I don't mean to say and I'm afraid I'll tell you how I really feel about you."

Damnit. Shoulda let it go to voicemai.

[surferboy_09er]

"But I want to hear what you really feel about me," Dick said before he could help himself. He squeezed his eyes shut and facepalmed. "Okay, I get what you mean now."

[marsheadtilt]

"Fandom strikes again," Veronica said. "I already told Bel that I would sleep with him if he wasn't taken and I told Anders that I don't really hate him."