SIX // That time of the... year.

[walkwaves]

A: PHONE/ACTION FOR HOUSEHOLD [ There's a clatter as the phone is knocked off the hook, likely by a sweeping tail ] -ot in the mood, woman. Gods damn it, why are you a drone again?

[ The drone woman says something, her tone scolding. Ian snarls ] No, will not go outside! I spend all of my godsdamned time outside! If you think for one second that I

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[striped_biceps]

Damn it, why do I have to be one to always do this?!

[It's his day off, so he's pretty pissed off at having to spend it with his "wife", too. But he'll drag her off to the basement and lock it. When he returns, though, he kind of glares at Ian.]

I hate that thing. Woman is a real pain in the ass.

[walkwaves]

Because she actually listens to you.

[ He glares right back. ]

That makes two of us.

[striped_biceps]

What makes you think she listens to me?! I have to drag her everywhere, man. That one girl's a drone again, too. I'm beginning to think it might be better to just set up a tent outside.

...but what's up with you? Usually you ignore her just fine.

[walkwaves]

At least she acknowledges the fact that you can speak. If she hits me with that newspaper one more time...

[ a pause, and he lets out an exasperated sigh ]

I'm just... not in the mood to be treated like a pet.