MCA -2, AKA The New Reno-and-Rikku-Land, Monday Morning
Rikku had totally thought it was like gonna take her a few more days to wrap things up. Because Gippal had been fighting with Eigaar and the airship had been making all kinds of clunky noises and Pops was being stubborn and, like, all the Al Bhed had chosen the exact same moment to go crazy, and it was right when Reno needed to be at the Newbie Picnic because he was teaching again and how cool was that???? So she had told him to go on ahead and she'd just follow up when she'd smacked some sense into the rest of her people.
But Eigaar and Gippal had made up, and Brother had fixed the airship -- did that mean Brother was actually getting good at something???? -- and Pops had been all snarky about how she shouldn't keep her booooooooooyfriend waiting. But that was just Pops being Pops. He liked Reno. The Al Bhed had kind of adopted him. It helped that he knew how to fix things. And spoke the language. And had weird eyes.
Anyway. It was only Monday and she was totally, totally free to do whatever she wanted, and what she wanted was to be in Fandom with her favorite bestest Turk ever. They'd been world-hopping for a few years now but nothing ever felt like home. Maybe Fandom would.
He'd texted her the room number, and it was crazy-early. Why knock when you had lockpicks? Really, if she'd knocked, he might have thought she was replaced with some kind of a pod person.
It occurred to Rikku like after she broke in that it was a good thing she hadn't gotten the apartment number wrong, because she might have totally broke into someone else's apartment and they might have been upset. But she would have dealt with it, and besides, this was totally Reno's place. Nobody else had a Mako honking excitedly to see her.
"Hiiiiiii, baby," she cooed as she shut the door. "Mommy has lots of stuff in the hallway. Are you going to be a good boy and not make a run for it?"
First step: uncrating Petey. The two of them would at least keep each other busy.
(JUST FOR THE GUY WHAT LIVES THAR. Wow, I missed this girl.)
But Eigaar and Gippal had made up, and Brother had fixed the airship -- did that mean Brother was actually getting good at something???? -- and Pops had been all snarky about how she shouldn't keep her booooooooooyfriend waiting. But that was just Pops being Pops. He liked Reno. The Al Bhed had kind of adopted him. It helped that he knew how to fix things. And spoke the language. And had weird eyes.
Anyway. It was only Monday and she was totally, totally free to do whatever she wanted, and what she wanted was to be in Fandom with her favorite bestest Turk ever. They'd been world-hopping for a few years now but nothing ever felt like home. Maybe Fandom would.
He'd texted her the room number, and it was crazy-early. Why knock when you had lockpicks? Really, if she'd knocked, he might have thought she was replaced with some kind of a pod person.
It occurred to Rikku like after she broke in that it was a good thing she hadn't gotten the apartment number wrong, because she might have totally broke into someone else's apartment and they might have been upset. But she would have dealt with it, and besides, this was totally Reno's place. Nobody else had a Mako honking excitedly to see her.
"Hiiiiiii, baby," she cooed as she shut the door. "Mommy has lots of stuff in the hallway. Are you going to be a good boy and not make a run for it?"
First step: uncrating Petey. The two of them would at least keep each other busy.
(JUST FOR THE GUY WHAT LIVES THAR. Wow, I missed this girl.)