The DINNER ~ Wheelsy AU

[noteasytobepink]

She'd been working two days, a day to get a handle on the simple art of flower arranging (complicated stuff would come later) and to start learning delivery routes. It had been nice to be moving again, doing something, anything, constructive and today...

...today she actually teleported back to Bill's house with an armload of groceries and flailed. "I'M RUNNING LATE! DID THE ROAST IN THE CROCKPOT TURN OUT...wait. YOU"RE NOT HOME ARE YOU?!"

It probably wasn't time for him to be home. Meep. Talking to an empty house and running late on starting the meal still! Right! Dough! Dough first, for bread and a sweet dough for tarts. Those needed to rise, then she could start peeling potatoes...

Right. She could do this. She flipped on the radio, tossed her floral shop hat on the counter and stared COOKING. Dancing and cooking but hey who didn't need music to cook well? "Knife!" she called out, years of habit having the warning go out amidst the music so no one got hit by the knife headed toward the sink.

She tended to throw things when she was cooking. Yep.

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[no_andy_taylor]

He leaned into her touch this time, wincing just a bit at the small bump he'd given himself.

"Least I didn't fall off the counter."

[noteasytobepink]

"True, you're still very well balanced," she admitted and kissed his forehead for good measure. "Want to go snuggle on the couch? Maybe watch a movie? I think we get to relax now!"

[no_andy_taylor]

"Must be learnin' it from you." She did have him hanging out in unusual spots.

"Hm, that sounds good." He was stuffed, and could use some time kicking back with her.

[noteasytobepink]

"Nah, balance comes naturally to most people if they don't think about it too hard," she gave him one last kiss then slid off the counter so he could move. "Alright, movie night it is!"

[no_andy_taylor]

He hopped down after her, then turned to open the cupboard.

"Popcorn?" he asked, pulling out a jar of Orville Redenbacher.

[noteasytobepink]

"Still stuffed!" she laughed but leaned against his back. "But I may play with some if you make it?"

[no_andy_taylor]

"Y'can't be too stuffed for popcorn. It's like Jello, or ice cream." He laughed, then dug around for a pot next, mindful of her leaning.

"I'll make you some, you can eat it or play with it, whichever you choose."

[noteasytobepink]

"Sure you can, it's called 'full stomach' Bill." And changing the item didn't magically make room! "Your logic is flawed!"

[no_andy_taylor]

"Logic? Never touched the stuff." Grinning over his shoulder at her, he set about making the popcorn.

[noteasytobepink]

"Obviously. That's alright, I have enough for both of us," she slipped her hands along his hips comfortably and kept leaning...

...because she could.

[no_andy_taylor]

It didn't take long to get the popcorn finished and into a bowl, and he was happy to have her in his space the whole while he did it.

Bowl in hand, he wrapped his arm around her and nodded towards the living room.

"C'mon, I hear the couch callin' us both."

[noteasytobepink]

"Ah, the siren song of stuffing and fabric..." she trilled happily as she fell in at his side. Natural. Easy. Moving with him just...worked.

She liked that.

"So, on the list of thing you swore I had to see...where are me?"

[no_andy_taylor]

Bill thought about it a moment, trying to decide if he was in an action movie mood or more for a comedy.

Going for light hearted and silly, he made his choice.

"Let's pop in Raising Arizona. It's pretty funny."

[noteasytobepink]

"Alright!' She snagged the bowl from his hands and flopped on the couch because obviously it was his job to set up the entertainment! Hah!

[no_andy_taylor]

Bill chuckled and went to get the movie going.

Remote in hand, he returned to the couch, looking down at her expectantly. Yes, he was expecting her to budge over and make room for him.

[noteasytobepink]

What? Her? Move? SHE WAS LIKE A CAT AND NOW THE COUCH WAS HERS YES!

"Yessssss?" she drawled up at him cheerfully.

[no_andy_taylor]

Bill arched a brow at her, smirking.

"We sharin' the couch, or am I gonna have t'sit on you?"

[noteasytobepink]

"You'd sit on me?" really? "You'd squish the popcorn!" But she could nudge up...a little.

Where that meant tucking herself more against the back of the couch!

[no_andy_taylor]

"You'd make me stand through the movie?" He retorted, chuckling at her.

Fitting into the space she made, he looked over at her.

"Y'know, y'wouldn't squish me at all if you wanted to sit over here."

[noteasytobepink]

"Never," she snorted. "There's the floor, obviously." She draped an arm over his waist when he sat then nipped his side because she could.

"Hmmm, want me to ooze over into your lap? Is that it?"

[no_andy_taylor]

"Well, I thought the idea had been for a movie an' snugglin'," he reminded her cheekily.

[noteasytobepink]

"Hmmm, true," she passed him the bowl of popcorn then then slipped up and over his hips to snuggle against his front. "Snuggle away babe."

[no_andy_taylor]

Bill adjusted so they'd both be comfortable, and put his arms around her, resting the bowl in her lap.

"See, nice, right?"

[noteasytobepink]

She grinned and leaned back against his chest, utterly happy to be there really. "Yes, I have to admit this is a lot better than being squished in the couch cushions."

[no_andy_taylor]

"Much better," he agreed, kissing her then pressing play on the movie.