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[ The door bangs open. Breathing heavily, Gwaine shoves a large, heavy chair through as well as he can with only one arm. In his other, he holds an open bag of chips. ]

Oy! Give me a hand, will you?

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[It's Allen. He got distracted by food. But now that there's heavy lifting required, he'll drop the chips down onto the seat cushion and move to pick the chair up......which he does with ease as he carries it in]

Ah, where would you like it?

It's your place.

All right.

[Setting it down near the tv so it's another gaming chair sdfksd]

[ Gwaine steals the bag of chips. Chewing thoughtfully, he surveys the room. ]

You know what you need? A rug. I saw one over there.

A nice rug?

I guess. I didn't look too closely at it. Chair interested me more.

I see...

I suppose we could take a look at it.

Now?

Yes.

[In fact he's heading for the door]

Wait for me!

Then hurry up!

Have some pity! I hauled that thing all the way here! I don't have a special magic arm to help me lift it.

[ He closes the door behind him. ]

[He'll turn and look at him with a smile, walking backwards]

It's Innocence and it's not my fault you didn't think to call me from the journal before you hauled it!

It's vanity and I don't know where my blooming journal is, you eedjit.

Don't call me that! And it's not my fault you can't keep track of your journal!

That is no way to speak to your mother.

Stop that! You are not my mother!

That's just hurtful.

It's the truth.

My day and a half of labor says otherwise.

That's just rubbish!

[ Snickering. ]

It's fine. I promise not to embarrass you. Too much.

How about not at all because you're not my mum!

No, but I'm your friend. [ Gwaine elbows Allen. ] I'm supposed to.

Tt! [He'll move from the elbowing, but there's a small smile on his face] I'm not sure that's part of friendship.