-69- If It Makes You Happy

[luckyvalentine]

[Faye is happy, today.

Not gleeful, or smug, or snarky, or even terribly complicated. Just... happy.

She's happy because she has a purpose now, and part of that purpose is to make sure that she spreads that happiness to others. It's too good not to share, you know? Keeping her cheerfulness to herself would be letting them win

Comments

...Faye

[onlyanapple]

Are you...

...Did you have some sort of head injury?

Crowley :)

[luckyvalentine]

Head injury?

Faye forever

[onlyanapple]

You're being really...perky.

[luckyvalentine]

...Is there something wrong with that?

[onlyanapple]

Well, it's not really you, is it?

[luckyvalentine]

Hey! That's not very nice.

[sounds genuinely offended by this, like maybe she's going to spit something back at him... but she ends up just sighing]

...You're right, though. I've been awful lately.

[onlyanapple]

[Oh Someone what is happening D:]

No more than you usually are.

[luckyvalentine]

...I already said I was sorry. You don't have to make me feel worse about it.

[onlyanapple]

Faye you're starting to freak me out a bit...

[luckyvalentine]

I know what will help. Come down here-- I'm in the lobby.

[onlyanapple]

[So does not want to do this right now. She sounds so not right]

Oh...kay. I'm on my way.

[Slinking his way down]

[luckyvalentine]

[she'll be humming to herself while looking through the shopping bags on the table by the time he gets down there.

When she spots him out of the corner of her eye, she gives him just the brightest smile. Oh, she's so happy to see you! And then goes skipping over to him.

There's a happy little hug heading your way, Crowley. Incoming--!]

[onlyanapple]

[He kind of freezes in a stupid terror.

WHAT WHAT WHAT IS HAPPENING]

[luckyvalentine]

[she doesn't seem to notice his horror at all as she gives him a nice little hug, and then tugs on his arm back toward the coffee table and shopping bags]

It took me a while, but I got you something. Do you realize how hard you are to shop for?

[onlyanapple]

[She hugs him. She actually hugged him. Without groping him or stealing any of his...

A quick check of his person and no, she really hasn't stolen any of his things. This is so not right. He follows her, for lack of anything else to do, as his brain is making those 'beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee' noises again while it tries to compute what is going on]

That's me. Unique and stuff.

...You really got me a present? Willingly?

[luckyvalentine]

[she goes to the shuffle through the shopping bags, but stops and gives him an odd look]

Well... yeah? I've done it before.

[like once a year. maybe.]