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Fandom Post Office, Monday, 1/21

Fandom weirdness struck again. No matter, Annette woke up feeling pretty good. She had been a country singer and was completely respectable. Nothing happened for her to be ashamed of at all. That guy should feel like crap for nearly attacking her though. Whoever he was. And what about Dick? Was he really that smartassed guy in armor? Huh. Who knew.

She certainly didn't have a clue about that when she came into work this morning. She just began her day by straightening up the counters and then started dusting... stuff.

The Post Office is open.

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Just not during 3rd period when she's in class. Cause that would be like, impossible.

Dick had slept at the radio station anyways so he decided stick around town and go check and see if she was still a country music loving lady or not.

Since Annette was standing behind the counter, she watched Dick walk in and was totally quiet until he made his way up to the counter. "Hi."

"I woke up duct taped to a chair this morning," Dick said. He figured that should cover how his weekend went.

"Then it was you," she said, eyebrow raised. "Yeah, I heard radio."

"Yep, that was me," he said. "At least my uniform was a lot cooler than the rubber suit with the nipples that I had last year. And I think I was part robot. That was cool too."

She snickered. "The rubber nipples was pretty cool," and wow, didn't that bring back memories. Fun ones. "Whoever you were this time? You were scary and you had a smart mouth."

Dick shrugged. "I don't know. I was sort of friends with the guy who took my job."

He paused. "Oh yeah, I'm not working at Caritas anymore."

"Are you working somewhere else then?" she asked, thinking heavily on her conversation with A.J. last week. Something was up with Dick.

"Well, I already had two jobs before so I'm just going to stick with radio," he said. "I didn't really need a job in the first place anyways."

"Oh, right," she wasn't including radio in the whole working thing, but she supposed it was work. Probably hard too. What with getting duck taped and all.

"So what are you doing today? Have any classes?"

"Yeah, one. My stupid mythology class. I don't wanna go to it," he said, pouting. "It's so boring and I didn't even sign up for it and did I mention it was boring? So boring. Booooooring."

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Annette laughed. "Do you enjoy any classes, Dick?"

"Enjoy? No, not really. I don't mind going to Barney's classes though," he said. "At least there I know what to say to get an A."

Annette gave him a look. "I bet you do," which yeah, there was a whole lot of meaning implied behind those four simple words.

[SP is love for a little bit. got to run to the store.]

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked. He knew what she meant by it but he felt like asking anyways.

"You know good and well what it means, Dick," Annette said, still with that look of hers. He wasn't that dumb, she was sure of it.

"Okay, I admit, I've been hanging out with Barney-like guys for many a year now," he said. He wasn't going to fess up to being like Barney even though he knew he was. "I might be familiar with their habits."

"Explain habits to me and explain if it has anything to do with those flowers you gave me, suddenly out of the blue." said Annette, her eyes firm and steady on his.

"I'm not going to explain those habits to you. And they don't have anything to do with the flowers," he lied. He refused to be sucked into her drama queen thing today. He was sore from duct tape burns and wasn't really in the mood for this. "Are you pissed because I got you flowers by surprise? Should I send you an e-mail of ahead of time next time I get you a gift?"

"Don't be an ass, Dick," Annette replied. Drama queen hah! She was being perfectly normally nice today. Her tone was even smooth, seriously. "I'm just curious is all but if you want to get all defensive then that only makes me believe you are guilty of something." Especially after what A.J. said. Annette didn't think it prudent to mention that though.

"I'm not being defensive. I'm insulted," he said. "I hadn't seen you in, like, a month and I missed you so I got you something."

Lying was pretty much the town pastime in Neptune. That's why they were so good at it.

"Wasn't my fault. You could have at least called... and blah blah blah... this is such an old conversation and I'm not going there again. What if I'm insulted? Flowers? For the first time ever? That's kind of lame being a boyfriend, don't you think?"

That actually wasn't true. He had gotten her flowers over the summer while they were in the cabins. But Dick didn't remember that.

There was no way he was winning this argument, even if he did bring up the thousands of dollars of jewelry he had gotten her. She wanted some girly poet artist dude like AJ and that just wasn't him.

Dick sighed and shook his head. "Fine. I'm a lame boyfriend. You win."

Oh. Neither did Annette. Shame on her.

Those were for holidays! Dammit! And she couldn't have A.J. even if she wanted him and she didn't!

Annette sighed also and softened her expression. "This isn't about winning or losing anything, Dick. It's about being honest. If you can't be honest with me then there is no point to this relationship."

"I am being honest. I just can't believe you don't trust me. I trust you," he said, giving puppy dog eyes and a subtle hint at the whole AJ thing a few months back.

What a dirty liar. Too bad he didn't realize he was just making it worse for himself when the inevitable happened and he was caught.

Oh. Those eyes. Dick could always get to her with those eyes. Plus, the whole trust thing - it stuck right in her throat.

Annette came around the counter and threw her arms around his neck. "I'm sorry," she mumured against his neck. "I trust you and I love you and I just have too much time to think. Forgive me?"

She was such a sucker.

Dick put his arms around her and placed a kiss on her cheek. "Of course I forgive you. I love you too."

And he didn't feel the least bit guilty about this.

"Let's do something fun tonight. I need to be with you and I want us to forget about this petty little stuff, okay? I love you so much, Dick," she said, cause really, she did. Even through all her stupid doubts.

[hee! poor Annette. And I'm finally going to the store geeze. Be back in a bit.]

"You're right, let's do something fun. Whatever you want," he said.

She hugged him tight then pulled back, smiling up at him. "Just come over tonight, okay? And we'll figure something out and whatever it is, we'll have fun. I miss having fun with you."

For your use.

I'm so starving this morning!

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