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Things Reborn, Sunday

After leaving the slumber party this morning, Ben stopped by his place to change and then came straight to work. His nails and hair were the same color today that they were yesterday, and he considered that a victory.

Since he was still kind of in the sleepover mood, he put up a sign: "ALL SLEEPWEAR, 10% OFF!" These sleepovers seemed to be popping up a lot recently, so it didn't hurt for people to be prepared for the next one.

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Because you're too embarrassed to play out getting the PJs with hearts on them.

Edited 2009-05-31 17:51 (UTC)

Because you don't mind Ben knowing that you sleep in pants depicting teddy bears sleeping.

Edited 2009-05-31 17:55 (UTC)

Daisy was a bit later coming in that usual, but she'd figured Ben would have been expecting that. If he wasn't sick of her already, anyway.

"Maybe I should have told you about the party sooner," she said, noting the sign. "Could have capitalized on that a bit better that way..."

"I'm just preparing for the next wave of slumber parties," Ben said. "It's bound to come sooner or later."

"If it helps," said Daisy, "Vince and I have something in the works involving music next, so maybe I can give you a heads up on that one."

"If it's a metal concert in your apartment, I'm going to have to bring that up to Loki as a complaint right now," Ben said.

"Fine by me," said Daisy. "It's in Vince's apartment this time, so he won't have to move his equipment. So he'll get in trouble, not me."

"Is he on our floor?" Ben checked.

Daisy shook her head. "One down," she said, pointing to the floor. "Number eight."

"And that one's not right under my apartment," Ben said. "I'll live."

"You can't complain about a party you're attending anyway," said Daisy. "Because you will be attending, won't you, Ben?"

And, really, it was all Loki's fault that Daisy learned the power of enabling the ability of the Puppy Eyes.

"Assuming nobody comes up with a better party with bigger puppy dog eyes, yes," Ben said.

"Yaaay." Beaming, Daisy clapped a little. She was easily pleased.

"It'll be fun. And I'll be nice and only pester you about singing if you want me to."

"I don't want you to," Ben said immediately.

So Daisy sighed a little, but she nodded. "That I won't. Pity, though, really."

"Only if you like me making a fool of myself," Ben said. "Which you might. I'm not sure."

"What makes you think you'll make a fool of yourself?" asked Daisy. "And have you seen me sing? You can't be any worse than that."

"Well, my history of singing is enough for me," Ben said. "I'm just not as fearless as you."

[OOC: First mis-ping of the day!]

"You wrestle alligators!" Daisy countered.

"Yeah, but I'm good at that," Ben said. "So fear doesn't enter into it."

Daisy considered that for a moment, eying Ben a little as she tried to think around his argument but finding it rather snug.

"Damn," she said, giving up. "Put it that way, and I guess you're right. At least when it comes to singing, because I know I'm bloody awful at it, and yet you can't get me off the stage."

"And that's why you're adorable," Ben said.

Daisy wrinkled her nose, adorably, at Ben for a moment. "And it's not even fair," she said, "because I can't point out that you'd be adorable, too, because you'll probably just tell me that guys don't want to be adorable."

"Of course we do. I'm secure in my manhood enough to admit it," Ben said. "After all, I wrestle alligators."

"It is hard to seem effeminate when you wrestle alligators," Daisy admitted with a chuckle. "Alright, then, you can sing. You'd be just as adorable up there as I am, if not more so."

"Oh, I'm still not singing," Ben said. "I'll wrestle an alligator if you want, but I'm not singing."

"What if it's a song about an alligator?" asked Daisy. "Meet you half way."

"No, especially because I know you'd just switch it to Crocodile Rock and no," Ben said.

"I would not!" Daisy objected with a laugh. "Crocodiles and alligators are completely different animals, and while I do love a little Sir Elton every now and again, I mean it when I say alligators. There's got to be one."

"Not for me, there isn't," Ben said.

"One of these days," said Daisy, "maybe. Maybe I'll get you to sing for me, Ben, but I can be patient. I'll just mean I'll enjoy it all the more when it happens."

"I've already sung for you," Ben said. "Or isn't the puberty song enough?"

"Puberty only last so long, Ben."

"But the memories of it last forever," Ben retorted.

"Clearly not so long if you had to remind me of it."

"But you've also admitted that you're just going to forget my singing anyway," Ben reasoned. "That's not very encouraging to me."

"Maybe if you did it more often," said Daisy, "I'd be more inclined to remember."

"I doubt it really works that way," Ben said.

"How can you know for sure unless you try?"

"I'm an excellent guesser," Ben tried.

There's a joke somewhere in here about sleeping in the buff, but I'm too lazy to figure it out.

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