Havelock Vetinari (
oneman_onevote) wrote2007-05-25 07:46 pm
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There is a table. On it is a jar of sugar cubes, a jug of milk, a bottle of whiskey, and a large and steaming pot of coffee, a judicious distance from the double baby-carrier. Melodic burbling comes from within.
Havelock eyes one baby with a look that is somewhere around mildly puzzled, while Puck cheerfully sneaks his third lump of sugar and crunches it.
It's 'meet the Missus' day, apparently.
Havelock eyes one baby with a look that is somewhere around mildly puzzled, while Puck cheerfully sneaks his third lump of sugar and crunches it.
It's 'meet the Missus' day, apparently.
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Lilly pauses.
"Okay, maybe more like Baby Darwin, but whatever. Close enough."
She leans towards Puck and drops her voice to a whisper.
"I'm going to lose, right? Because... I have no idea what the hell I'd do with the tattered remnants of your honor if I won."
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He thinks it's safest.
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"Can I give him some nerfy blows though? I mean, nothing says 'You'd better be good to my husband's honor' like the terrfying possibility of styrofoam splinters."
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I mean, he sips his coffee serenely, and pats the hand of the male child as he reaches out for something entertaining past his sister's nose.
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Okay, not in any specific way, but Lilly feels quite strongly that dating Puck is like putting out a sign saying "Hi, Universe. Please Feel Free To Come Hit Me With Your Wacky."
And marrying Puck is like adding a "P.S. The Harder The Better!" to that sign, so she has no sympathy.
"Okay, that's maybe my new goal. Are we defining expression in the normal way, or since it's Havelock if I get a mouth twitch or an eyebrow raise will that count?"
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Challenge so very accepted.