you turn me into somebody loved

[neptune_sleuth]

In the mornings, Veronica Mars generally got up, had breakfast and set off for whatever work she was supposed to do that day. It rarely managed to be enough to keep her fully occupied, so she wound up finding other little methods of entertainment - too much energy and nowhere to put it. Restlessness set in all too easily these days

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[little_moons]

There's pretty much no doubt in my mind now that people are acting... weird. I wouldn't be surprised if some version of Cupid turned up and is shooting people with his fucking evil little arrows. You know, if he wasn't here already. You never know on a place with grim reapers, Death and Jane Austen heroines.

But I'm not all that concerned. It seems pretty harmless, whatever it is.

I don't know if bananas are good for dogs, but Max seems to like them. He's bouncing up on his hind legs, begging for the little chunks of fruit I'm tossing to him from my half eaten banana. It's not real thrilling entertainment, but it breaks the monotony of the seemingly endless number of walks to and from the compound I've made since I moved into the hut. This is number 968, I think. Somewhere around there.

[neptune_sleuth]

"Hi!" Veronica called out, sliding her hands into her pockets as she approached. Awww, Max was so cute. Taser was off terrorizing Lilly, but Veronica wished she'd thought to bring her along. Her dog deserved a playmate. "How're you two doing?"

[little_moons]

"Hey, Veronica," I say, nudging Max off my leg and turning toward her voice. "I'm alright. Max is... Max," I say, gesturing to him and arching an eyebrow. That's explanation enough, I think.

[neptune_sleuth]

Veronica knelt down, lavising affection on the fuzzy dog before looking up to Neil with a grin. "Hey, did you ever get those cookies or did Logan eat 'em all before he got back to you? I need to know if an asskicking is in order."

[little_moons]

I bark out a laugh. It's actually not all that far-fetched, the idea of her kicking someone's ass. She's tiny, but I'll bet she's feisty.

"I got 'em. Thanks. And here I thought cookies only happened when the island decides to give out good cheer."

[neptune_sleuth]

"Or when I get restless," Veronica admitted. She grinned as she let herself fall back, sitting with knees bent to draw Max closer, although the dog's attention was already wandering. "You can blame your friend George, actually. She brought up baking and I couldn't get it out of my head."

She was desperately hoping George hadn't mentioned the talk to Neil, though. Given the topic, if any of it had gotten back to Neil and then to Logan, it could've put Logan in a bad mood, which was stupid. And then two of her friends would just be pissed off at each other. She liked it so much better when they didn't have to fight. It got tiring.

[little_moons]

"Baking? And here I was under the impression that George can't even boil water," I say, crouching down so I'm not towering over her. Max sorta paces back and forth between us. It's a hard decision, which of us to bother, apparently.

[neptune_sleuth]

"I don't think she can." Veronica laughed. "But..." She broke off and shook her head, rolling her eyes with a grin. "Long story, not worth telling," she lied. If George was keeping her secrets, she wasn't telling Neil about the Strawberry Shortcake apron.

"You and Logan doing anything special today?" she asked teasingly. Part of her still wanted Logan, but she couldn't begrudge Neil that. At least they were happy.

[little_moons]

"Not that I know of," I say, face scrunching up in distaste at the idea of doing anything... well, whatever the fuck couples do on Valentine's Day. "I'm pretty sure I'm not cut out for all this romance bullshit."

And yeah, I'm well aware I was gonna get married, but fuck it... That wasn't romantic, it was just plain stupid.

[neptune_sleuth]

Veronica bit back saying something about Logan being good at that kind of thing - making this awkward was the last thing she wanted. "Nah," she said dismissively, shrugging one shoulder. "People just handle it differently. If you guys work without, you know, boxes of chocolates and bouquets of roses and all that crap... There's other kinds of romantic." She rolled her eyes at herself.

[little_moons]

"Uh... right," I say. I was sorta expectin' some kind of witty comment in there somewhere. Something sarcastic and bordering on insulting were I someone insulted by shit like that... But she's... agreeable and friendly and kinda weird. Huh.

"I'm pretty sure I'm gonna have to have the romance pointed out to me. I don't know how good I am at recognizin' it," I shrug, reaching out to scratch Max between the ears.

[neptune_sleuth]

"And I'm better at pointing out the sordid after effects," Veronica said wryly, "of romances gone astray. I'm the last person to show you the ropes on that one." She didn't know it when it bit her in the ass, apparently - and it usually did, these days. It was unfortunate, but maybe there was something to be said for being on her own.

[little_moons]

See, there we go. That's a little more like it.

"Well then what the fuck am I doin' here then? What's the use if I'm not gonna get all that helpful advice I was hopin' for?" I ask, mouth crooking up in an amused smirk.

[neptune_sleuth]

"You mean you don't come around for my delightful company?" Veronica asked with a hint of a pout. "Come on, Neil, admit it, you love being around me. I'm just full of fun."

[little_moons]

"It's more fun now that we can string more than a few words together around each other," I admit with a shrug. That pout looks a little too real. Um... what the fuck?

[neptune_sleuth]

"I've always been able to string together more than a few words around you," Veronica pointed out, eyebrows arching. "They just... weren't always very nice words. But at least we weren't reduced to talking about the weather. That... would just be sad."