36 Howls: Mistletoe??

[coyote_walking]

There seems to be mistletoe everywhere, all over the house and even the garage. I tried taking it down in the garage, but everytime I turned around it was back, so I gave up and just let it be. I suppose it is a bit festive.


[ooc: Open for action for anyone who wants to stop by and end up kissing a hot mechanic girl!]

Comments

[punchlikeagirl.livejournal.com]

I'm good! I just wanted to come give you your present.

[Stepping forward, Kara leaned in to kiss Mercy.]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

[And just like that, Mercy was caught up in another kiss. She'd never kissed another girl before, so this was more than a little surprising for her.]

[punchlikeagirl.livejournal.com]

[Kara had kissed girls before, but it was by choice. At least Mercy was a good kisser.]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

[Mercy finally managed to push herself away from Kara.]

What the - ?

Damn, damn, the stupid mistletoe again.

[She looked apologetically at Kara.]

I'm so sorry.

[punchlikeagirl.livejournal.com]

[Kara flushed bright red as well, stepping away from her.]

That sooooo wasn't your present.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Well, I'd hope not.

[Mercy was blushing and trying to make sure she was in a spot clear of mistletoe.]

No offense, just, I'm seriously involved with someone and not really into women.

[punchlikeagirl.livejournal.com]

[Kara shifted on her feet.]

Well, I'm in a relationship and girls aren't so bad, but yeah. In a relationship.

And your present, it's, ummm, it's a shirt.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

A shirt.

[Mercy was still trying to pull herself together, running her hands through her hair to braid it back.]

A shirt's really nice, thanks.

[punchlikeagirl.livejournal.com]

It says, ummm, "still plays with cars" on it. I thought- I thought you might like it..


Oh my god I am just going to crawl away and die now, okay?

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I do. I will. Thank you.

[Mercy was still looking flustered.]

And, hey, it's a curse, don't, you know, don't worry about it, okay?

[punchlikeagirl.livejournal.com]

Right, right, I won't.

[Except the way she says it makes it sound like she totally will.]

By Mercy, and thanks again!

[And in a burst of super speed, she's off.]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

[And Mercy was left staring blankly into the distance, holding a shirt in her hands, and wondering how the hell this just kept happening.]