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[lena_mccoy]

[There's a tribble... on her shoulder.]

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[headofapin]

Is that a new kitten toy?

[headofapin]

I don't want them to kill it. Can I touch it? What its name?

(sorry, Lena. Gabriella is still unsure where exactly she stands with you. Relationship wise. Despite things having been said, she doesn't want to assume things. Since she's apparently already done it) they can just be mine. That's okay. I love them.

[lena_mccoy]

[Picking up the tribble, she holds it out for Gabriella to take.] Doesn't have a name, yet. And you're a good mother to them, Gab. Most of them don't even like me.

[headofapin]

(she'll just take the tribble, and coo when it trills at her, resisting the temptation to nuzzle it with her nose) You need to name it. And shut up. They all love you. You save them from their basket confinement.

[lena_mccoy]

I will. Eventually. Just gotta find the right one.

And, honestly, Gabby, anyone freed from basket confinement is gonna be momentarily happy with their saviour.

[headofapin]

[definitely has her nose buried in the tribbles fur now]

Oh. But I'd just....assumed that you were their daddy and I their mama. Sorry.

[lena_mccoy]

Oh... [You've just broken her heart a little, okay? After a quiet, stunned moment, Lena stands to hug Gabriella.] I'm sorry. I didn't know I meant that much to them. Or to you.

[headofapin]

Careful or you're going to hurt your baby...[murmured before she shifts, hugging it to her and leaning into the hug] I was silly for assuming that. You couldn't have known.

[lena_mccoy]

Not silly. Just... seeing someone very stupid, I'd say.

[headofapin]

So we are seeing each other? Properly? (because despite the alcohol, she does remember being rejected in public not too long ago, and it's been weighing on her mind) Okay.

[lena_mccoy]

I sure hope so. Otherwise I'm spendin' an awful lot of love on some girl who's not interested.

[headofapin]

(kisses her chin now) Can I change my Spacebook page to 'in a relationship'? (might giggle at the tribble right now, lala)

[lena_mccoy]

[Lena laughs quietly and kisses Gabriella's forehead.] Whatever makes you happy.

[headofapin]

(beaming, now) Do you have a cage for this thing? What does it eat? What is it?

[lena_mccoy]

It's a tribble; have you never seen one before? [She's laughing again -- uh-oh, you made her happy -- as she steps away from Gabriella to hold up the little cage Jim gave her the tribble in.] Here's its cage. And, honestly, I dunno what the hell it eats, but it had a bit of the apple I ate earlier, so I guess that's on the list.

[headofapin]

No! Are they common? (gently poking at it, and giggling when it starts to wobble) It's...cute. Really cute. Even if it's just a fluff ball. (examining it) Does it even have a mouth? (oh god is she going to wake up to an office full?)