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The Magpie Emporium, Monday [5/9]

After the last week, Vi was deeply relieved that there was nothing more stressful or dramatic going on today than Saffron's loud and deeply aggrieved meowing about how terrible her life was. Meowing she was happy enough to forego in favour of purring the moment Vi scooped her up to pay attention to her.

With Little Bot's cheerful assistance, Vi started righting the store from the mess that either those weird fuzzballs (or the gremlins, or the squirrels, or a petulant Saffron) had left in their wake.

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"Thank fuck, today is normal," Steph declared, breezing in with the usual coffees plus donuts. "I was about to McFucking lose it when the weird-ass fluffy tickle balls showed up."

She looked around and sighed.

"What did they do to my store?"

Look how magnanimous she was being about not accusing Saffron.

Let's be real, if Saffron had done it, she would've made sure Steph was watching the whole time.

"As normal as it gets around here." Vi smiled at Steph before picking up the plush mimic and putting it next to one of the displacer kitties. "I think they got frustrated by Little Bot not being ticklish."

Quite obviously, trying to tickle Saffron would've ended badly for all concerned.

Complete with pointed glares and very dramatic, impeccably-timed paw-swipes to knock things over. Possibly with an undercurrent of it'll be you next, Food Human.

"Aw. Little Bot probably felt bad about letting them down that way," Steph said, and came over to steal a kiss.

Though did it really count as stealing if she was going to hand over Vi's coffee in exchange?

"He does like to be helpful," Vi agreed, grinning into the kiss.

Even if she wasn't a proponent of the idea stolen kisses were better, Steph was stealing her attention from Saffron, so yes.

Saffron was going to start knocking things over on purpose now, and Steph was only going to have herself to blame.

"Hi," she said, and wrapped an arm around Vi for a quick hug. "All the plushies behaving today so far?"

Speaking of stealing things, was she wearing one of Vi's shirts today? Maybe.

It was what happened when she got ideas about being something other than Food Human.

"Yeah, I think they're recovering from the past week," she said, resting her head on Steph's shoulder, and frowning. "Is that my shirt?"

Someone had to make sure Food Human stayed humble, and clearly Saffron had to do it herself if she wanted the job done right.

"Maaaaaaaybe," Steph hedged, as if it wasn't obvious from the fact that the shirt was clearly a couple of sizes larger than her usual style.

At least she was a magnanimous feline overlord and would likely only knock over Steph's things. Probably.

"It looks hot on you," Vi said, nuzzling her cheek. "Though what kind of person steals someone else's clothes?"

She was the magnanimous feline overlord whose domain was this store, after all. She had to make sure it looked good, at least.

"The kind of person who knows they'll look hot in them, clearly." Steph was not above letting a distinct trace of smugness into her voice.

So Steph should be grateful to her, really.

"Yeah, crime is a very good look on you," Vi said as she looked Steph over, and she should know since she was taking a sexy crime class and all.

Tragically though, Steph was never going to appreciate Saffron as fully as she deserved, but most humans never would. Such was the burden of being a magnificent feline creature.

"Damn, if only someone had told me that was all it took to get all the girls..."

As if Steph had ever had trouble with that. You know. Aside from being her own worst enemy.

Even her beloved Snuggle Human was too easily distracted these days...

"In which case you should definitely stick to the straight and narrow," Vi said without missing a beat. "You should probably take that shirt off and give it back as soon as possible too."

Yet another sin to lay at Food Human's feet!

"I'm sorry, " Steph said, snorting with amusement, "but you completely lost me at 'straight.'"

Truly she had no shame!

"It's the best way to keep the other girls away," Vi argued, not very convincingly.

None whatsoever.

"Me taking my shirt off," Steph said, smirking, "is the best way to keep the other girls away."

"Well, okay, not if you do it where they can see," Vi replied.

Oh look, there was Saffron knocking over a set of dice that Steph had put out on display over the weekend.

"I promise you," Steph said indulgently, although she was looking at Vi with a faint trace of concern now, "no random stripteases in public, okay?"

There was a very deliberate series of clatters as she made sure to get every single die.

It wasn't that Vi was feeling jealous or insecure exactly, but, well Steph had seen all that baggage last week. "I wouldn't object to random private stripteases, though," she said.

And then just to top it off, Saffron went and sat in the spot she'd just cleared out with a supremely smug expression aimed right at Steph.

"Of course you wouldn't," Steph said, reaching for her hand. "All you have to do is ask, anyway."

But yeah, she'd seen all that baggage, sitting there with all her own similarly-labeled ones.

"It's your private show, you know."

Meanwhile, Little Bit rolled over to cheerfully start collecting the scattered dice.

Vi curled her fingers through Steph's, leaning over to steal her own kiss. "Yeah, I know," she murmured. "Same goes for you."

It was almost like Little Bot was trying to make up for Saffron's temperament but no, he was just like that.

"So we're on the same page," Steph said with a note of amusement in her voice, squeezing Vi's hand. "Not that the idea of you, I don't know, throwing me over your shoulder and walking off with me just to send a signal isn't hot as hell."

He was just a helpful soul at robotic heart.

"I mean, next time you're at a gig with a too appreciative audience, I might just do that." Look, if Steph was going to give her permission, she might as well take advantage.

Steph snickered. "So you're saying I should try and get a gig sitting in with Hayley Kiyoko? Because that would be the dream. She already gets girls throwing their bras at her on stage, maybe a few of them would get tossed my way."

"And they can get tossed right back," Vi said, grinning and bumping her nose against Steph's.

This was how you got terrible, earnest RPF written about you, Vi.

"Or donated to charity," Steph argued back playfully, "since she already does that."

Look, it was never going to happen for real, she could dream. It would spare them the RPF, anyway.

She reached up to wrap her free arm around Vi's neck. "Doesn't matter how many girls toss their bras at me anyway, I'm not going home with any of them."

Okay, now they were just doing it to be sappy.

Vi thought there was a very high chance of girls throwing their bras at Steph. "Good," she said. "I wouldn't want to have to join in the tossing."

Steph snorted. "You would probably just wind up and try to throw yours directly into my face anyway."

"Shit, you caught me out there." Did Vi look the slightest bit abashed at that? No.

"If that was all I wanted," Steph said in a faux-innocent voice, mischief in every line of her expression, "I wouldn't have to go to all the trouble of finding and booking a gig in the first place... though I will say, there is a definite appeal to watching you help me haul my gear."

Granted, her share of the hauling pretty much amounted to watching Vi do it, but details.

Meaningless details. "I'm beginning to think you might have ulterior motives here," Vi said, biting her lip to keep from laughing.

Steph let her mouth fall partway open and feigned shock.

"Does this look like the face of someone who would watch you move heavy shit around because it's hot as hell?"

Vi grinned and very deliberately flexed her arms. "I mean, yeah."

Steph bit her lip and grinned back.

"I try to make it worth your time, though."

"Any time I spend with you is worth it."

Steph wasn't the only one who could be earnest and sappy.

Steph made a show of rolling her eyes, but the way her cheeks flushed slightly completely undercut it.

"Ugh," she said, grinning and pulling Vi closer for a kiss, "you are the sappiest."

Which she clearly thought was just the worst.

Clearly.

"Sorry," Vi said, utterly unrepentant as she smiled into the kiss. "What I meant was it's absolute torture spending time with you."

"Kinky," Steph said, and smirked against her lips. "Listen, I'm thinking of closing up a couple of hours early today since everyone is probably going to be at the beach later anyway... game night tonight?"

And then they could end it with method RP.

Now who was being kinky, Steph?

"You know I never turn down the chance to play with you," Vi replied. "I'll swing by after class?"

Both of them. It was both of them.

"I've got dinner tonight," Steph promised. "It's going to be great, but it always is, with you."

Yeah, that was fair.

"Stop, you're making my blush." Which was clearly just as bad as being sappy.

"It's my superpower," Steph said cheerfully. "Anyway, you're super cute when you do."

"You and your superpower can bite me," Vi retorted without any heat whatsoever.

"Oh," Steph said smoothly, "I definitely will."

Vi grinned at her. "That a promise?"

Steph kissed her on the cheek and went to take the fallen dice from Little Bot, so she could... find a new place to put them, thanks, Saffron.

"It is if you want it to be."

Did Vi have the most ridiculous smile on her face as she watched Steph? O course she did.

"Yeah, I think I do." Plus she could always make a comment about Steph's noodle arms.

"Then you've got something to look forward to later tonight," Steph said, winking at her.

And also smiling ridiculously.

They'd get past this stage eventually, but Steph at least didn't seem to be in any hurry about it.

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