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Duck watches him from the edges of the crowd. He'd almost tried keeping Geoffrey home this morning, but he's kept him home every morning since they woke to find Sunny's bed empty, and Duck can't keep him there any longer, even if he feels about ready to crawl out his skin being this far away from him ( Read more... ) -
Building Crew
Cutter's post, wherein the list of previously completed of huts can be found
Requests:
Jamie Madrox - team M - tbc August 16
Squall and Zell - Team D/B - tbc 11/21
Teams:
TEAM LENNOX
Jason Stackhouse
Eddie Strombeck
Yuffie Kisaragi
Shadow
Bobby Singer
Xander Harris
Johnny Martin
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Cake. A big, frosted birthday cake of her own, once a month until her real birthday ( Read more... ) -
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Duck peels himself away from Geoffrey, snatching up his hand to tug him along the side of the building. It's dark, and the shadows are deep and tempting, but if they stop again they're gonna stay, and that won't do ( Read more... ) -
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Duck had peeled himself away from the crowd before Geoffrey, walking doubletime back to their hut to give himself time to gather both his thoughts and his courage. Geoffrey isn't going to be happy about this, Duck knows that already, and his biggest fear is that Geoffrey will think he was hiding the discs from him for the wrong reason. And maybe ( Read more... ) -
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The thing about splitting a small amount of tools between three construction teams is that they get dull in a hurry. Today and everyday, Duck thanks whatever's behind the island for providing some extra hammers and screwdrivers for general use, but tools like the radial arm saw? Duck's just glad it's made to withstand constant use, because it ( Read more... ) -
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Technically, it's a birthday pie, not a cake, but Duck doesn't expect that will be a disappointment. It's strawberry after all, and in honor of the occassion, Duck's thrown caution to the wind and added a bit of extra sugar, so he doesn't think Geoffrey will mind ( Read more... ) -
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Duck doesn't know why he's so antsy. As far as he knows, Donald hasn't asked her yet, and as far as Duck knows, he couldn't stop him if he wanted to, which Duck's not sure he does. If this is what it takes for her to be happy, he'll learn to live with it, whether it's a damned premature idea or not ( Read more... ) -
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Duck lets go of Geoffrey's shoulder and rolls onto his back, stretched out fully clothed on the bed next to his sleeping husband.
He's always up and ready to start the day pretty early, and as a rule, Geoffrey's not. It doesn't usually bother Duck.
Today, though...
"C'mon," he says, giving a lock of Geoffrey's hair a tug. "Wake up!"