Z is for Zealous
Characters: Adam Rove and Joan Girardi-Rove
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Het
Summary: Adam buys an SLR camera for their big trip to France
Character Age: mid to late 20's
Joaniverse: Butterflies, see also " X is for Xenophilic"
Click.
The slightly metallic sound of the shutter opening and closing had a rich quality to it that sounded so much more sophisticated than the electronic beep of their old compact camera.
Click. Adam took another picture, and this time the flash went off too.
"Stop, Adam, I'm gonna go blind if I have to look into that flash one more time," Joan complained.
"Just one more," he pleaded. "Smile, I want a picture of my beautiful, happy wife."
She bared her teeth in something akin to a feral, feline threat.
Adam snapped a picture of it and an amused chuckle escaped his lips when he looked at the result on the camera's display. "Priceless!"
"Lemme see."
He hid the camera behind his back. "Nuh-uh. She who does not want to pose properly, will not get to see the end result."
She stuck her tongue out at him, but Adam had already moved on to take pictures of inanimate objects, starting with the potted plants on the window sill.
"You really enjoy playing with that thing, don't you? Seriously, you're like an overzealous kid who just got a new Wii for Christmas."
"So?" he asked. "You get excited when you buy new shoes. I get excited when I buy a shiny new camera. But, hey, wait!" His eyes widened in a mocking kind of surprised shock. "You haven't even bought new shoes for France yet, have you? Maybe that's why you're begrudging my zeal. Could that be it, hmm?" He wiggled his eyebrows playfully.
She laughed out loud. "You know what, I think you actually have a point. There's going to be beach, right? My flip flops gave out on me last summer, remember? I hope you're not gonna tell me it's not in the budget because you just blew it all on your new tech toy."
"Well, let me see... We might have to live a little cheaper the next few months. The camera and the lenses were $2500, the memory cards a $100, the extra battery another $100, the, uh, UV filters and the bag-"
Joan suddenly became serious. "Wait a minute, it sounds like you bought a whole photo studio. How much exactly did you spend?"
"Relax, Jane, I was kidding. The camera was a real bargain, plus we just scored a big deal at the Studio, so that was kinda like an unexpected bonus payment. We're good. Plenty left for you to buy a pair of flip flops. Or ten."
She relaxed visibly. "Please don't do that to me. You kinda scared me there for a second. I was seeing us living on canned soup and Ramen for the next two months."
He smiled at her sweetly. "Would I be that irresponsible?"
"You're a guy." She gave him a look. "In case you don't know, that means yes."
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Het
Summary: Adam buys an SLR camera for their big trip to France
Character Age: mid to late 20's
Joaniverse: Butterflies, see also " X is for Xenophilic"
Click.
The slightly metallic sound of the shutter opening and closing had a rich quality to it that sounded so much more sophisticated than the electronic beep of their old compact camera.
Click. Adam took another picture, and this time the flash went off too.
"Stop, Adam, I'm gonna go blind if I have to look into that flash one more time," Joan complained.
"Just one more," he pleaded. "Smile, I want a picture of my beautiful, happy wife."
She bared her teeth in something akin to a feral, feline threat.
Adam snapped a picture of it and an amused chuckle escaped his lips when he looked at the result on the camera's display. "Priceless!"
"Lemme see."
He hid the camera behind his back. "Nuh-uh. She who does not want to pose properly, will not get to see the end result."
She stuck her tongue out at him, but Adam had already moved on to take pictures of inanimate objects, starting with the potted plants on the window sill.
"You really enjoy playing with that thing, don't you? Seriously, you're like an overzealous kid who just got a new Wii for Christmas."
"So?" he asked. "You get excited when you buy new shoes. I get excited when I buy a shiny new camera. But, hey, wait!" His eyes widened in a mocking kind of surprised shock. "You haven't even bought new shoes for France yet, have you? Maybe that's why you're begrudging my zeal. Could that be it, hmm?" He wiggled his eyebrows playfully.
She laughed out loud. "You know what, I think you actually have a point. There's going to be beach, right? My flip flops gave out on me last summer, remember? I hope you're not gonna tell me it's not in the budget because you just blew it all on your new tech toy."
"Well, let me see... We might have to live a little cheaper the next few months. The camera and the lenses were $2500, the memory cards a $100, the extra battery another $100, the, uh, UV filters and the bag-"
Joan suddenly became serious. "Wait a minute, it sounds like you bought a whole photo studio. How much exactly did you spend?"
"Relax, Jane, I was kidding. The camera was a real bargain, plus we just scored a big deal at the Studio, so that was kinda like an unexpected bonus payment. We're good. Plenty left for you to buy a pair of flip flops. Or ten."
She relaxed visibly. "Please don't do that to me. You kinda scared me there for a second. I was seeing us living on canned soup and Ramen for the next two months."
He smiled at her sweetly. "Would I be that irresponsible?"
"You're a guy." She gave him a look. "In case you don't know, that means yes."