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[knight_2000]

[The sound of fabric brushing over fabric can be heard, since the book is lying open in the room, picking up the ambient sounds. And the not-so-ambient sounds, as the person making them decides to start talking aloud, unaware of the fact he may have an audience]

Michael? Bonnie? [His own voice sounds sleepy, something that definitely gets his attention]

Michael? Bonnie? [And now it just sounds worried, because something is very definitely wrong here] What's going on? What in the world...? [More sounds of fabric rustling, as the realization kicks in that he's lying down in a bed. With legs. And arms. And hands. And a HEAD. Complete with a headache. He thinks?]

I don't. I don't. I don't understand. What is going on here? Michael! Bonnie! Anybody?

Comments

I picked that up in junior high, baby

[sawyourwolfjunk]

[She just rolls her eyes and pats his hand.]

Well, you're human now, whether you like it or not, Kittikins. Shoving a gas nozzle down your throat isn't going to help you. So, food it is.

We don't speak of such things in Catholic school. ... I can sell you a bridge, too

[knight_2000]

[He's confused. Go with it]

KITT. How do you know that? Maybe things are different for me? [He shakes his head, looking dubious. Still, he supposes he has no choice but to trust her]

Hail Mary, full of gra-/takes it in the butt

[sawyourwolfjunk]

[She stops him, turning him to face her.]

Unless you've got things you shouldn't have, like a gas-cap in your hip or something, you're human. You need to eat food. I'd rather have you pop down a burger and not like it than cram diesel fuel down your throat and watch you die. Not cool, Kitt-Katt.

That's about right. Catholics! :P

[knight_2000]

[Now she's getting demanding. And she said she didn't have mother issues!]

I don't know. I haven't checked. [A sigh, conceding defeat as he holds up his hands placatingly]

I trust you. [FOR NOW]

Hahah.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Good.

[Finger pointed at him, and another nose-boop]

Now, let's skedaddle to a food place. I'm hungry too.

[knight_2000]

Fine. And it's Kitt. KITT.

[That was getting annoying]

You know where they are. [A pause] I don't have any money.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Neither did I when I got here. [Purposefully ignoring the name adjustment]

But, you get friends and they get to be awesome and they help you out. That and you might want to look into getting a job or something. Or you could just wish for stuff if you want it, but I'd be careful on that. It might suck your brain.

[Loops her arm in his again and leads him down to the pub]

[knight_2000]

Like you? [He IMMEDIATELY wishes he could take that back] Wish for things? What, is this like your fairyland? [He shakes his head, and regrets it] I only know law enforcement. Like this? I don't know what I could do.

[He doesn't object, surprisingly]

[sawyourwolfjunk]

[Oh, she heard that, Kitt, and she was going to beam at him in response] Exactly like me.

And you're hilarious. You know, if Bo winds up here, I might just ask her to succubust you and prove it, you mean little vehicle.

[She gave him a pat on the shoulder, looking up at him with sympathy]

We'll find something for you. Hey, if all else fails, you could do nude modelling or something.

[knight_2000]

[He rolls his eyes, but he has the foresight to turn his head away first so she won't see it. It's because his blood sugar is low or something]

I don't even know what you're talking about. It's like you're speaking another language or something.

[All right. That was... nice. Not that he'd admit it EVER]

[THAT? Wasn't nice at all]

Bite your tongue. I'm not taking off my clothes for ANYONE. [Hell, HE didn't want to look]

[sawyourwolfjunk]

You just wait, Kitty.

[That has her laughing, head tipping back as she does]

You're going to have to, eventually. Gotta shower and change eventually.

[knight_2000]

[Another LOOK]

Don't remind me. Still, that will be for me. I'm not just anyone.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Ah, into the self-love, huh? I'll remember that and buy your presents accordingly.

[Teasing grin]

[knight_2000]

Certainly NOT, Kenzi. Don't even go there. You're beginning to sound obsessed.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Hey, I'm not the one going there. [More smirks]

Come on. Let's get you something to eat, Pinocchio. [And there they were at the pub, whose doors she pushed open and dragged him through to find a seat]

[knight_2000]

Taking a shower is hardly sexual. [Oh, Kitt]

I think I prefer Kitt-Katt. [Snorts]

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Suuuuure it's not. [Pat pat]

See? You're totally warming up to me. [She drags him to a booth and slides in, gesturing for him to do the same across from her.]

[knight_2000]

[He sighs. HUMANS]

Of course. [You just keep on believing that, Kenzi. He follows her lead, but only because he REALLY needs to sit down]

[sawyourwolfjunk]

[You love her, Kitt. Admit it. She's your fave]

Now, do you have any preferences? [She picked up a menu and began looking through it]

[knight_2000]

[No comment. He's only just MET her! And cars don't fall in love. Ridiculous!]

How should I know? Not a one.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

[Nuh uh. He met her before. And he let her sleep in him. So... hah. Love.]

Well, then I guess I'll pick for you. [BIG WIDE GRIN]

We should get you something manly, like a steak.

[knight_2000]

[And then she DISAPPEARED. Try again!]

Fine. [Rolling his eyes, this time not caring if she sees it]

Is there something you're trying to say?

[sawyourwolfjunk]

[Um, yeah. Because he'd try to get involved in fae stuff and she didn't want him getting hurt. Duh]

Me? No-o-o-o-o...

[Smirks and goes back to looking at the menu]

Burger time.

[knight_2000]

[What. EVER. RUDE]

[He's seen that look before, and heard that tone. She was definitely trying to say something] I don't believe you at all.

[Burgers. More like Michael than he thought. The man practically lived on the things]

[sawyourwolfjunk]

[The waitress came over and she gave him one last innocent blink before putting in their orders, along with pop for both of them]

I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about.