-69- Because someone has to have fun with this flood

[greatlightother]

This isn't really a bad thing, is it? Why does it have to be lying? You don't have to see it as a bad thing. Make up something fun and outrageous! Have a different life for a while.

I told a friend that I went on vacation on an island after he bought an elephant to swim in his pool. It's obviously not true, so you know not to believe me. But it's fun, too.

We might as well try to get into the holiday spirit in our own way, instead of it being forced on us. We have to take what we can get and make it better.

[Private to Donny]

Come play in the snow with me. You need a break from everything.

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[talldarksaviour.livejournal.com]

No one can be that perky all the time. Go on, admit it. You've got a secret stash of Prozac.

[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

I don't need drugs like that to be happy.

There's no point in being sad all the time.

[talldarksaviour.livejournal.com]

Very true. Case in point. My brother.

[Oh wait, not the best subject to bring up after that flood. Facepalm.]

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

[Good job, Damon.]

About your brother...

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[talldarksaviour.livejournal.com]

No, no, no. Ignore I said that. We're not doing this again.

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

You didn't want to do it last time.

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[talldarksaviour.livejournal.com]

Well, maybe I had a point, you ever think of that, Miss Pushy?

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

[Damn, a question.]

No. [Sigh.]

Tell me your point.

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[talldarksaviour.livejournal.com]

Huh? No I mean... oh, right. Lies.

You'd think that's the kind of flood that'd be right up my alley, but no. This one passes me over.

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

You lie enough as it is.

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[talldarksaviour.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah.

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

Giving you an excuse to do it would just be redundant. And would probably give me more of a headache.

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[talldarksaviour.livejournal.com]

Aw do I give you a headache, Sveta?


... No, wait. Damn. Question.

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

Absolutely not. You're a precious little angel.

[Giggle.]

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[talldarksaviour.livejournal.com]

Don't I know it.

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

Go play in the snow.

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[talldarksaviour.livejournal.com]

Me? In the snow? Playing? I don't think so. I'll get a mug of hot blood and stay in, if you don't mind.

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

Of course! And then- [Pause.]

Questions, Damon! [Sigh.] Then go make your hot blood or...something...and pout in your room.

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[talldarksaviour.livejournal.com]

I never pout. I brood, sexily.

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

[For a second, there's silence. And then Sveta begins to giggle so hard she has to move away from the communicator to compose herself.]

Damon...shut up and go be social.

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[talldarksaviour.livejournal.com]

[He mimes zipping his grin shut and clicks off the communicator.]