43 Unicorn, Thursday Morning

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Bo was going to go on a J,GoB run this morning, since she'd woken up early anyway.

Until she looked out the window.

"Riiiiiight. Guess it's time to try out that new waffle maker after all." There hadn't been enough booze in Baltimore to make her forget turning into a hoochie-coochie dancer, so. Retail therapy.

On the plus side, the waffle currently cooking as she started up the coffee machine smelled delicious. On the not so plus side, it'd be nice if she could stop humming, "It's raining eels, hallelujah, it's raining eels, for real..."

[For the roomie(s). Or anybody else who wants a waffle.]

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[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"So that was weird. This weekend." Kenzi looked out the window. "And it just keeps coming, doesn't it? Oooo, waffles."

[nookiepowered]

"Well, waffle. So far, just waffle." Which answer was nicely timed with a red light starting to blink on the top of said machine. "But it's yours if you want it - assuming it survived."

There was still the 'open the clamshell and see what lies within' portion of the adventure remaining, after all.

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"I'll eat the mistakes. And protect your rep. I'm your bud like that." Kenzi opened it to see a half-burnt half-circle, and decided it was edible-looking enough. A little ice cream wouldn't hurt, right? "You doing okay after the weekend?"

[nookiepowered]

"You mean after my marathon macrame plant-hanger knotting session that lasted from Friday to Monday?" Bo hedged, but not too seriously. "My fingers are a little stiff, but other than that..."

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Kenzi nudged Bo's side with one arm, then dropped a scoop of chocolate on top of her waffles. "I know this is pretty much typical by now. Just needing to know you're good with the macrame. And having some Amazon hug you out of the impulse to tangle other people up in plant-hangers, according to Radio."

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"I'm okay." Bo set the coffee brewing and turned around to grab the bowl of waffle mix. "Didn't kill or get killed by anybody and/or thing, turn into a crazy Nazi-lady's chief enforcer or re-lose my virginity, so comparatively speaking..."

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes that can be fun!" Kenzi picked up the waffle-with-ice-cream and took a bite out of it, humming. "Well, if you like the person you're re-losing it to." She shrugged, accepting that. "I"m sorry I wasn't there to help earlier, jeez. Although not sorry I didn't turn evil or get drafted into the Carnival of Crazy."

[nookiepowered]

"Which is exactly why I'm glad you didn't get anywhere near me." New waffle-pour. Maybe a little more even this time would mean a little less burnt? "I love me some Kenzi hugs, but not when I'm certifiably bug-shit and planning to suck out your soul."

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Yeeeeee. For serious." Kenzi chewed thoughtfully for a moment, then volunteered, "I did almost get pulled in at the fortune-teller's tent. That chick creeped me the hell out."

[nookiepowered]

"You did?" Bo turned to look at her, hit by a retroactive spike of worry that was probably dumb, but whatever, she'd been busy being bug-shit when it might have been useful. "Are you okay? How'd you get away from her?"

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"Bling is good for getting out of reach of grabby hands," Kenzi answered, fanning out her fingers to show off skulls, Hello Kitty, some Celtic knotwork, and a few spiky bits. "Also, I really really wanted to, what with all the 'abandon your friend and abandon your doooom' she had going."

[nookiepowered]

"Bitch who gets no waffles said what now?"

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"She was freaking vague at me! Just said, 'well, you'd die for your BFF, right?' And tchah sure, and then it was all 'doooooom leave her and you'll both be better off' which was when I started trying to skedaddle."

[nookiepowered]

"Okay, first of all, no dying for me. That's like, house rule number two after put a scrunchie on the doorknob if you think you're not gonna make it all the way to the bedroom."

That was... mostly a rule for her, yes, shut up.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"I'm not saying it's an ambition," Kenzi appeared to agree. "It's just hard to guarantee some non-permanent death thing won't happen at all, you know?.... You know, you can always put a shoe on the door too."

You might not get it back, but still.

[nookiepowered]

"Right, 'cause I need to give you more excuses to steal my boots. Well, one of my boots."

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"Oh, hey, reminds me, that guy who works at the hotel? I kind of told him I'd set you up with him. 'Cause of the whole setting-him-on-fire-thing the last crazytime before this one."

[nookiepowered]

"...You did what with who and do I need to take back the not dying rule?"

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"I wasn't the one almost-dying!" Kenzi protested. "That was Nik. I was a crazy mobster chick. We set him on fire--" 'we' meaning Kenzi, "but he was really cool about it, so I said I'd introduce you guys. You know, the weekend where Roland was playing the saxophone all over the place?"

[nookiepowered]

"And I was Eric's hit-girl, right. You set somebody on fire?"

Speaking of, that slightly scorched smell was you ignoring the waffle, Bo.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"I mentioned the craziness, didn't I?... Also we shouldn't go to that newish tea room. No reason." Kenzi sniffed the air thoughtfully. "I think it's done."

[nookiepowered]

"Oh, sugar-frosted crapsicles." Bo turned back to the counter and slapped the off switch. Opening up the clamshell produced... well, there wasn't much smoke, at least?

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi reached over and opened the window, fanning the smoke out toward the front yard. "See? It could happen to anyone!"

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Bo took a break from her own fanning to hold up both hands, balancing them up and down like the scales of blind justice. "Waffle, guy. Waffle, guy."

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Both of them are yummy," Kenzi guessed like she was on a quiz show, reaching for the batter. "And in your case, equally nutritious."

[nookiepowered]

"Equally likely to break the no dying rule if I make out with them?" Depending on whether the guy in question was human.

There was no question about the waffle. The next one that wasn't a cinder was going to sacrifice itself heroically in Bo's name. Also her stomach.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Entirely possible?" Kenzi wasn't totally sure, but Nik had seemed a little ... weird? And at the very least, tough. "But I can find out!" She slapped the top of the waffle iron down on the latest gooey mass. "You should have some ice cream with this. For the calcium."

[nookiepowered]

"I like that. For the calcium." Bo nodded, but wasn't going for the ice cream until she actually had a successful waffle, lest the whole pint melt while they waited. "What's the excuse for maple syrup: Canadian Pride?"