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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

[transcribed kitchen noises, pages flipping, fingers tapping against a countertop; dictated:]

Hmmmm.

Does anybody know how to make tomato sauce without using tomatoes?

[footsteps]

Oh hey, what---

[SMACK. (Schuldig just got punched in the face.)]

OW! Son of a bitch! I said I was sorry!

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

It wasn't that bad.

[clinks and thunks, as Schuldig sets bottles, apples, and his journal on the desk]

I mean, I don't think so; I haven't seen it yet, of course.

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

[a moment of quiet as Aya stands on tiptoe and looks up intently into Schuldig's face]

[a gentle touch next to his right eye]

Here?

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

[a short pause wherein Schuldig debates with himself over what to say]

...Yeah, that's it.

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

Hmm.

You're going to have a nice shiner in the morning.

Didn't bring up any ice?

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

I couldn't find any ice packs in the freezer.

[a sigh]

Whatever. It's not messed up now, right? So it's fine, sort of.

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

[a sigh]

You should still have something cold on it, to keep the swelling down.

...hold on.

[footsteps, sound of the tap running in the bathroom]

[Aya returns a moment later with a cold, wet washcloth]

Here, put this on it. It's not frozen peas exactly, but it might help.

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

[a pause, during which Schuldig grins]

Bored now.

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

[a long pause, in which Aya just *blinks* at Schuldig]

...you have the attention span of a gnat.

[and yet, she's trying to suppress a grin~]

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

Yeah yeah, heard it before. Come on, let's do something. Pretend I didn't just get punched.

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

And what would you suggest?

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

Twister.

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

[an amused sigh]

And how are you going to play Twister holding a washcloth to your eye? Hmm?

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

Occasionally, sacrifices must be made for Twister.

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

[a pause as Aya grins]

Just no whining when you can't see out of that eye in the morning, okay?

[footsteps and rustling while Aya retrieves the box~]

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

Me, whine? Never.

[dragging sounds; Schuldig pushes things out of the way to make room]

Guess whoever's closest to the thing gets to spin it.

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

Okay~

Hmm...start with one foot on yellow, one on blue...got it.

Ready?

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

Ready~

[spinning noise]

Right hand red.

[plastic-y rustle] It's always too easy in the beginning.

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

[spinning~]

Left foot green, not so bad.

[a rustle]

Just wait, it'll get worse~

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

I'm counting on it.

[spinning]

...'Cause otherwise this might be boring. Left hand blue~ [rustle]

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

Okay, this is--

[a laugh and a rustling sound]

--there. Good thing I've been keeping up with my exercise, huh?

Hold on--

[spinning]

Right foot blue--oh crap! [a laugh]

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

Ha-ha, mine's already there.

[spinning]

...What! [laughter] Right hand blue. I'm sharing your blue, can I even do that? I don't remember the rules.

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

I don't think you can, but we'll let it slide this time~

...ack, I can't...reach...there!

[spinning]

Left hand yellow--is that even physically possible?!

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

[pause]

Um. No. Oh wait, wait, I got it-- [rustle]

Okay. [spinning]

Right foot red. ...I refuse.

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

[a giggle]

You can't refuse, you just...um....

Hmm.

Okay, you put your arm right there--no, no under here, and...well--

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

[a rustle and an amused snort]

Of course you realize that now we're both gonna fall. I can barely reach the stupid thing--

[spinning]

...Left foot red. This is ridiculous.