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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."
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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She set down her hot chocolate as she listened to him speak more. He certainly could have stopped her, in fact, part of her still couldn't understand why he hadn't. But then, as he said, he hadn't disliked the whole thing so... well, she still didn't quite get it. But that was fine. This sort of thing was never easy to understand, no matter what you did. "Okay," she agreed, catching the trail-off and raising a teasing eyebrow. "What's that s'pposed to mean?" she half-laughed, though she was truly curious.
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Then he grew sober again, looking frankly at her. "It's somethin' Shakespeare wrote. Means love don't change no matter what happens - no matter if the person you love gets old, or you never see 'em again, or you kiss 'em when you don't quite mean to, or nothin'."
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At another time Pepper might have protested Shakespeare's idea on that particular subject. After all, people got divorced and disowned their own children, and changed into different people sometimes, and hurt each other over and over again. But at that moment she was highly inclined to agree. "Guess not," she said quietly.
After a silent moment she grabbed hold of something on her desk - a very old and rather tame stuffed shark - and chucked it at Adam's head. It did no good to keep staring at each other with such somber faces, not if they didn't have to.
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"Sharky, no! We been friends for years, ain't we? Why this? Why now?" he wailed.
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Adam nearly couldn't finish, he was laughing so hard.
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She flicked the shark in the head sharply, doubled over with laughter. "I told you not to monologue! Now he knows everythin'! You've put us right in the enemy's hands! The battle is lost unless I do somethin' drastic and unexpected!" So she spun around and dropped to the bed, landing directly across Adam's stomach.
Okay, that wasn't really an unexpected move. But knocking the wind out of people had always been a speciality of hers.
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