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Date: January 4, 2001
Status: Private - Adam, Pepper
Setting: Pepper's Room
Summary: Adam wants to check up on his friend.


It had been three days since their New Year's kiss and Adam hadn't seen Pepper anywhere. He was starting to get a little worried. It could have gone better, sure, but she wouldn't just avoid him afterward, would she? He didn't want that to happen again.

Just in case, Adam went to the kitchen and armed himself with Wensleydale's best hot cocoa. When Wens had learned it was for Pepper, he added extra whipped cream and a mint leaf. Smiling faintly, Adam carried it carefully up the stairs and knocked on her door.

"Pep? You in there? I got somethin' for ya."

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He laughed, relieved. "Hey, these trainers got lots of life left in 'em. The soles are still stayin' on aren't they?

Squeezing her for a second, Adam grew serious again, nudging Pepper's head onto his shoulder. "You jus' keep on tellin' me that, Pep. You jus' keep right on tellin' me."

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"And the rain never gets in," she reminded herself, smiling.

It was home, sitting just like this. More than the sum of all of Tadfield's parts.

"And also jus' keep your arse in line," she said laughingly, her cheek fitting comfortably against the indent above his collarbone. "Dun't forget I'm here for that too."

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"Remember when I said that that thing 'bout people knowin' that if they kill a whale, all they've got a dead whale? So it is with my trainers. If I wear trainers with holes, seems the only sensible thing is that my feet get wet."

He chuckled, his laugh vibrating against her ribs. "That, too, I s'pose."

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She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, because everythin' havin' to do with you is sensible."

When he laughed, her back arched a little and she wriggled in his arms, sniggering quietly. "Oy, knock it off, you tickle."

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"Course it is!" he said in mock-outrage. "'m the most sensible Adversary there ever was."

Adam laughed again, holding her still. They seemed to have come to some sort of equilibrium and he was glad.

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"Right, like the time that you tried to convince me that we could make chocolate chip cookies using cocoa powder instead of chocolate chips? That was right sensible."

She wriggled again, moving her feet about too until she was all tangled up. "You, you-" she was trying, but the words were failing her. It was hard to be cross with that face staring at you. "I hate you." This statement was entirely somewhat diminished by a crinkled nose and a smile.

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"They were chocolate cookies. Not chocolate chip," he insisted. "An' they still tasted good..."

Adam smiled back and booped her on the nose. "I love you, too, Pep."

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"They did taste good. Partly 'cause we forgot the flour that time too, 'f I r'member correctly. Just sugar'n'butter mostly." And they had been wired afterward. She remembered that pretty well too.

Her cheeks tinged pink, but she didn't look away. Rather, she poked a finger pointedly at the center of his chest. "You're such a bloody girl sometimes."

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"Yup," Adam admitted cheerfully. "One of us should be," he added, teasing.

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"Right," she agreed, amused. "So if I'm the boy, what sort of fun priviledges do I get, then?"

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Adam thought carefully for a moment. "Um, you c'n wear a cup when you're playin' rugby?"