Canon is The Americans.

[disinform]

I don't understand why we're doing this. You've already said that you don't think you'll be any good at it, so why take up your time? When you have kids, you'll understand the value of free time.

But if you insist, I'll play along with you. All I have to say is that my daughter better not be here. I don't need her chatting up any more strange boys with guitars.

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[wellgetusedtoit]

I'll shoot the next one.

[disinform]

Would you please? I'm not sure the last one even showered.

[Elizabeth is very much in Mom Mode. Then she pauses, as if this is just now registering with her, and eyes her husband.]

...Wait, what are you doing here?

[wellgetusedtoit]

This mun had decided she wanted to try me out so has been keeping me here.


SO basically the same as you.

[disinform]

I thought kids were supposed to be the ones running around on the Internet.

[But she smiles and greets him with a kiss.]

[wellgetusedtoit]

I'm more glad the mun chose me than one of our children. Imagine that nightmare? [He smiles and returns the kiss when she kisses him.]

[disinform]

I'd rather not. [A soft laugh, looking around.] So if we're going to be stuck here...what do I need to know?

[wellgetusedtoit]

Things can be a bit insane. From what I hear there can be more than one of a person around. I spoke to a man who said he knew you.

[disinform]

[Elizabeth gives him a confused look back.] Who? You're the first person I've talked to. And how is that possible?

[wellgetusedtoit]

His name is Andrew. Big guy. [Yes hand motions to depict wide shoulders and the fact the guy looked bulked up.] And I don't know, it seems odd to me as well. I haven't run into that yet myself.

[disinform]

She has to be an imposter. That's just disturbing.

You didn't... [Silently asking if he'd crossed paths with this 'other' her. The idea of him being misled by someone pretending to be her makes her skin crawl.]

[wellgetusedtoit]

You are the only you I've encountered thus far.

[disinform]

Well, I guess that's reassuring. I wouldn't want to think of another me with her hands on you.

[Martha is bad enough, tbh.]

[wellgetusedtoit]

No here has had their hands on me. [Smiles.]

[disinform]

I like it that way. [Smirks.]

[wellgetusedtoit]

Do you now? [He smiles down at her and kisses her softly.]

[disinform]

[Kisses him back.] I do. Very much so, actually.

[wellgetusedtoit]

I favor the idea myself as well.

[disinform]

Well, I do need to find something to do now that I'm here.

[wellgetusedtoit]

Luckily we have each other now.

[disinform]

We do. And with the kids not being here we have the house to ourselves.

[wellgetusedtoit]

I do like the sound of that.

[disinform]

Why don't we find something to do with ourselves? [He'll see that familiar playful twinkle in her eye.]

[wellgetusedtoit]

[That twinkle just makes him smirk.]


I agree we should.

[disinform]

I'll let you suggest something.

[wellgetusedtoit]

Hmm well my mun made a post for me in a comm. Unless you'd rather be off alone.

[disinform]

That depends. Is whatever you're thinking something we need to do in private?

[wellgetusedtoit]

Well, it could lead to that. [Smirks.] Here you go.

[disinform]

No one needs to see that, dear. [Laughs.]

[wellgetusedtoit]

I do, so the nobody part is wrong.

[disinform]

No one else...you're fiesty today.

[wellgetusedtoit]

Just glad to see you is all. [Smiles.]

[disinform]

I'm glad to see you too.