Mouse (to Vincent): Hey, little brother. Is everything okay with you?
Vincent (to Mouse): I am plugging along gallantly. How r u feeling, oh wounded 1? Not in 2 much pain I hope.
Mouse (to Vincent): I'm coping, I suppose... I hate not being able to do anything. I feel like a bumbling idiot.
Vincent (to Mouse): Accrding 2 Eep & Delia u've been most entertaining in ur drugged out state. ;-}
Mouse (to Vincent): Yes, I've been trying to find the right dosage for the pain meds, so my hand doesn't hurt but I'm not loopy. Remind me to never get hurt again... this really sucks.
Vincent (to Mouse): Don't get hurt again. Ur a terrible patient. :-P I know u hate feeling dependent on other ppl, sweetheart, but we all want u better, so let us help. ESPECIALLY since that means we can get Satanica away frm he decks. She's been a leather-skinned nightmare.
Mouse (to Vincent): I know... it's just hard for me. I'm hoping that I'll be back to work on Friday. So, how is it having Poppy back in town?
Vincent (to Mouse): MUCH more enjoyable than dating her long-distance. Absence may make the <3 grow fonder but in person fondling is FAR more fun. Honestly I'm still a bit anxious abt being in a relationship. Still worried my head isn't screwed on straight & I'll end up hurting her but that's all dreadfully, boringly normal I'm sure.
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, sweetie, you have had a couple chances to back out of having a relationship & yet, you seem to be in one. Not to mention, the sheer dramatic mope that you've gotten when you thought it was over. Chances are, someone's going to get hurt at some point... it's part of the process.
Vincent (to Mouse): Not only that but 1 I had 2 make a case 2 continue! In 4 a pinch, in 4 a pound. ;-} The only real way 2 see if I can do this was 2 try. I figured if *U* cld take the leap & start dating I had no excuse. I can't say I was expecting such a grand mope. Of course I suppose if I'm going 2 do anything, it's going 2 b spectacular. ;-}
Mouse (to Vincent): Aww that's sweet, but I'm not sure I'm a good example in the relationship department. I just really lucked out by meeting Eep. Yeah, I honestly thought that with all of your hemming & hawing about being in a relationship, you would have been happy...
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh I know ur not a shining beacon of personal relationships. U spent the past 6 yrs terrified any1 who got close 2 u wld get hit by a bus. 4 the 1st yr I lived w/ u, u wld burst in2 my room wide-eyed if I was late getting up b/c u were afraid I died in my sleep & u wld hide all the knives. I figured if u cld get past all that... I cld suck it up & try 2 date a girl I knew I liked.
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh god, I was a mess. I'm seriously surprised you stayed with me, sometimes. Aww, my little brother is growing up... it makes me proud.
Vincent (to Mouse): I was just so grateful u let me stay. U cld have done any bizarre thing & I wld have taken it in stride. Besides, I was hardly any better. U had 2 fight w/ me 2 go 2 the ER 2 get my wrist set, if I recall.
Mouse (to Vincent): Yeah, your wrist looked terrible. You were so worried that they would send you home & I wasn't going to let that happen.
Vincent (to Mouse): I remember. Before that moment, I can't recall any1 ever defending or sticking up 4 me b4. I'll never 4get it.
Mouse (to Vincent): How on earth could I have let them send you home? You were terrified. I think that's when I came up with the brother idea.
Vincent (to Mouse): It was. And I've never let u get rid of me since. Of course, y wld u EVER want 2 get rid of me? :-}
Mouse (to Vincent): It's true & I wouldn't want to be rid of you... I've grown accustomed to your face. :-P
Vincent (to Mouse): Well, it IS an awfully easy face 2 get used 2. ;-} I love u 2, older sister o' mine.
A couple hours later:
Delia (to Mouse): you realize we're going to be finding things for days, right? I just found a whole colony of forks in the linen closet.
Mouse (to Delia): Yes, sorry about that.
Delia (to Mouse): It's fine. I just think it's funny.
Mouse (to Delia): I've never taken pain meds before... so this has been really weird for me.
Delia (to Mouse): you'll be fine. But maybe you should consider weaning yourself off early since they make you cuckoo for coco puffs in a few days.
Mouse (to Delia): Yeah, I've actually cut down the dosage & my hand hasn't been hurting like it did. So, hopefully no more hiding stuff.
Delia (to Mouse): that's good. Cute though it is don't want to climb into bed to find you've started stashing the cutlery there lol
Mouse (to Delia): Oh... you may want to look in the top drawer of the dresser. I think I may have stashed a spatula there.
Delia (to Mouse): ... of course you did lol
Mouse (to Eep): So, once again I find myself needing to apologize to you for my drug addled ramblings. I think I've finally got it sorted.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. What are you apologizing for tonight?
Mouse (to Eep): Umm, pet names and possibly anything that I don't remember...
Eep (to Mouse): It's alright. But you have no one to blame but yourself if I start calling you Killer. :p
Mouse (to Eep): I have no words... :-P
Eep (to Mouse): How are you feeling tonight? Not in too much pain, I hope.
Mouse (to Eep): It's a little achey, but I'm coping. I decided a little bit of ache is better than finding a whisk in my underwear drawer. :-P
Eep (to Mouse): Oh man. More cutlery got hidden last night, huh?
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah… I apparently hid all of the forks in the linen closet, a spatula in the top drawer of Delia's dresser & the whisk.
Eep (to Mouse): Do you need me to get anything for you? Groceries? Dinner? Do you need your bandage changed?
Mouse (to Eep): Um, yes please...
Eep (to Mouse): All of the above?
Mouse (to Eep): No, I need to change my bandage... but I kind of need help with something & I feel a little silly about it.
Eep (to Mouse): OK. Bandages I can do. What else do you need?
Mouse (to Eep): Um... I need some help getting out of my pajamas, I've been wearing them for the last 2 days & um, I'd like to take a bath. I don't think I need help with the actual bath, but I can't do buttons with one hand.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh God. No shit. I shoulda thought of that. Last time I had stitches, I ended up wearing the same jeans for like 10 days. Yeah. Of course I can help. I can head over after work. I'm free at 8:30 tonight. That OK?
Mouse (to Eep): That would be fine. Thank you. I stand behind my claim that you're the best boyfriend. :-)
Eep (to Mouse): Pfft. Yeah. Undressing your cute girlfriend is a tough job. I must be the best. :p
Mouse (to Eep): Well, that & the helping to change my bandage... but if you want to focus on the undressing part, go right ahead. :-P
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. You'll forgive me for wanting to focus on the part of the evening that won't make me queasy.
Mouse (to Eep): Of course…
A few hours later:
Eep (to Mouse): On my way. Need me to pick anything up?
Mouse (to Eep): I don't think so. See you soon.
Eep (to Mouse): Hey. Sorry to skip out while you were in the bath. Needed more cigarettes.
Mouse (to Eep): No worries, I was enjoying the chance to soak.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. I'll bet. I'll be out on the patio smoking if you need me.
Mouse (to Eep): Ok, I won't be much longer... And Eep, thank you for everything.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Um, you're welcome. You weren't as much trouble as you think you were.
Mouse (to Eep): No, I meant for everything. I had forgotten what it's like to have someone want to take care of me. :-) I had a nice chat with Vincent & it reminded me of what my life was like before I met you. So, I thought I should tell you.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Uh, wow. I... I don't know what to say. But, um, I'm glad too. That I have you. And, you know, I don't have a lot of people either, so, uh...shit. I'm not good at this. Um, I love you. And that's a big deal. And that is SO not romantic sounding.
Mouse (to Eep): I think you do just fine. And, I love you, too... alright, I'm getting out of this stupid thing. It doesn't have to sound romantic, I knew what you meant.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. Well, thank God for that. Hey. Um, do you need any help getting out of the tub? I was sure you could manage it, but if you took another pill…
Mouse (to Eep): I didn't take another pill... I'm just trying to figure out how to wrap the towel around me with one hand.
Eep (to Mouse): So, that's a yes?
Mouse (to Eep): I'm actually out now & in my room but, I could use some help with pajamas.
Eep (to Mouse): Redressing you won't be as much fun as undressing you, but I suppose I can help. Kidding. Kidding. I'll be in in a second. Just finishing this cigarette. Hate to admit it, but changing your bandage made me queasy.
Mouse (to Eep): I'm sure I can make it worth your while. ;-)
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Um. Right. Yeah. Done smoking now, then.
Mouse (to Eep): Thank you for tucking me in to bed... I guess that was a hint to go to bed. :-P
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Sorry. I didn't want to assume anything, and... ehhh. Sorry. I'm feeling a little, um, twitchy, I guess. You don't need to deal with that right now. Go to bed Killer. I'll see you tomorrow.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh ok, see you later. Sleep sweet.
Eep (to Mouse): I'll try. Sweet dreams, pretty lady. Love you.
