Homeless... for the first time in three years.

[emptynight]

Oh stop moping, sweetheart.

I couldn't be happier that you decided to pull me out of that string place. Oh don't give me that look. You didn't think I'd get all weepy over getting away from throat-slicey angel of doom, did you? I like being in one piece, darling, despite your attempts to get me killed. And Satan. Don't forget that part, which by the way you never did let me find out that I'd been mouthing off to the Prince of Lies. Good job with that.

Molly's going to be just fine. You saw her at Chichen Itza, she can hold her own. She doesn't need me around.

I like this decision, darling. Don't try to pretend your guilty conscience is mine. I'm too pretty for a guilty conscience, remember?

Comments

[hellhounded]

Nope. The puppies of the world are safe for the time being.

[emptynight]

Well aren't you the hero of little girls everywhere.

[hellhounded]

[Not mentioned: Ivy would secretly sadface so hard at puppies. He'd do it for enough money, but oh all the sadfaces he'd have to face later.]

Regular prince charming.

[emptynight]

Might want a shave before you claim that one.

[hellhounded]

[Eyebrow raise. Genuinely curious about that supposed leap of logic.]

[emptynight]

[Sighs.]

Harry's right. Get past a century and nobody gets pop culture references.

[hellhounded]

[Eh /shrug] All just the same stuff over again in different accents. So I've heard.