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@quietcolewalsh
Well, that’s just not acceptable. Get out.
I’m Casey. Where do you work, that they put you under such back-breaking labor that you can’t keep your eyes open for a riveting game of football?
Uh... okay? *awkwardly looks around*
Nice to meet ya, Casey. I'm a mechanic.
Yes, yes he did. Brits are an odd but funny.
Mask check, I’m thinking a Nixon one really through the kids for a loop.
But they sure know how to make a good Shepard's pie. Ah man, I just made myself hungry.
Seems like you know what you're doing then. You gotta tell me how it goes.
Make you coffee. Good Lord, some people literally think I work here as a receptionist.
You would make a really cute receptionist. Then again you make anything cuter... and sexier. *wiggles eyebrows* Why don't I make you a cup of coffee, and you sit down and relax a bit.
Morrigan says a lot of things that aren’t true. *squits at* It better have been. And good. I wouldn’t pull off the cowboy thing, I don’t think. Maybe I should talk to Natalie about that. I guess they do, I just figured Morrigan was the type content with her lifestyle. *strokes his beard* Hmm, I suppose you make a good point. I’ve not thought of that. Maybe it’s our difference in generation.
Do you want me to bite you to prove it?
So there's a chance I'm not a cute greasemonkey? Can't say if you haven't tried. Oh alright, keep your sex plays to yourself or I'll Natalie to give you a smack. *raises eyebrow* I guess so?
I'm thinking even if I say no that wouldn't really stop you.
Like the great Michael Caine once said ” Some people just want to watch the world burn.”
So egged … I might join in.
Didn't he also say, "Be like a duck," as well?
Oh man, just remember to wear a mask or you'll stick out like a sore thumb.
Yeah, no. That call was bullshit. There are players who’ve done so much worse and no one batted an eye.
Heh, I gotta be honest. I fell asleep in the middle of the game, so I didn't see that. I guess work has gotten a toll on me lately. I'm Cole by the way.
So I’m on the fence about the Saints this year. 2-4 not that good so far. But they did good preseason, maybe they’ll come back.
Its still too early to completely knock them out, I think. Say, are you going to watch the game this Sunday versus the Packers?
Logan listened and finally nodded a bit. “You two are still kids. So no kids of your own in near future, okay?” Yes, Logan was kinda saying ‘use protection’ without really saying it aloud. If Cole was as smart as he should be he would be able to pick the meaning of Logan’s words without him needing to explain it. “Lunch sounds good. It’s my turn to pay?”
Cole turned bright red and just nodded, not really sure what to say. "Uh... we haven't - ahem- I mean, yes sir." He added lamely. They hadn't even had sex, let alone have the 'how many do you want' talk. Suddenly he smiled widely at the idea of kids with Helen. It would be nice, but Logan was right. They had a lot to talk about. Especially the fact that he'll probably die before she does, which pretty much put a damper on their time together. "Nope, its my turn." Cole lied. "You like those burgers at that diner, right? Helen likes them. I've seen her eat at least three burgers there in one sitting."
"So, the Panthers just played abysmally today.”
"Man, those Packers really kicked their butts. I guessing Kuechly elbowing tactics didn't really help.
Logan looked at Cole and just sighed. He rubbed his face a bit and sat down on the chair near by. He felt way too old to run around during the night and he was actually really exhausted by it. “Helen was with you last night? Not any ‘trying to rip your throat’ happened?”
Wiping the grease off his callused hands, Cole nodded at Logan's question. "She was... I guess she thought someone was following her, so she headed to my place since it was closer." He gave the alpha a surprised look and then shook his head vigorously. "What?! No, we-ahem- I stayed up cause I was worried. She slept most of the night... then we had breakfast. We didn't do any do anything... Uh, so about lunch?"
Today, I met a lady who bought tooth brushes for her trick or treaters. I wished her luck getting egg off her house.
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Well, oral health care is important. She's just looking out for the youngins' teeth... or likes to ruin the meaning of Halloween.
Oh yeah, her house is going to get egged.
Don't Be Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf's Daughter // Cole&&Helen
Helen could see the struggle in the boy’s eyes to try and not look at her, which was incredibly respectful. It made her smiles as he asked his question about her being naked. “It does. It’s either get naked or ruin clothes as they’d tear and get dirty turning the change.” She explained, running a hand through her hair as she took in a deep breath. She laughed softly at his compliment, feeling her face flush. “Well, thank you.” She spoke softly, biting down on her bottom lip.
As he jumped up and grabbed some of his own clothes she watched with a look of love in her eyes. She was going to get to wear his clothes. Sure, she’d worn his jackets before or even stolen a hat, but wearing his clothes like this was going to be different. Just her in his larger t-shirt. She smiled as he laid out the clothes for her, laughing as he turned quickly to kiss her, kissing him back right away. “I’m glad I’m here, too.” She replied in a slight mumble.
Watching him leave, she quickly grabbed the shirt laid out, throwing it on quickly. It was big on her, hitting her mid-thigh at the end of it. Long enough to cover her. She stood up from the bed as she grabbed the boxers, sliding them on with a slight laugh. They were a little too big for her, so why not just leave them off? He would’t be able to see anything. Kicking them to the side, she ran a hand through her hair as she looked at herself in his bedroom mirror before heading out to the kitchen. Watching him from the doorway she smiled, moving over slowly and wrapping her arms around his waist, she pulled herself in. Hugging him, his back to her face. It was a loving hug in her eyes. She was so content in that moment she barely even noticed Patsy staring up at her, which was rare.
Cole nodded as he tried to hear what she was saying, but the way the early sunlight made her glow like some unearthly goddess was distracting him. “Huh?” He said as he stared at her, dumbfounded at how beautiful she was in the morning. Cole wasn’t one to idolize anyone, but he could really believe anything that came out of Helen’s mouth. Wanting to not make her feel uncomfortable, he decided to keep his eyes down and not directly on her, but not before seeing her flushed cheeks. With his gaze down, he smiled widely at seeing her blush. Man, she sure was cute. “You’re very welcome.”
His heart jumped and a zillion butterflies fluttered in the pit of stomach when she giggled at him. Hell, he really didn’t care that she was laughing at him. Nothing really beat the sound of his laugh and if he was the butt of the joke, that’s alright with him. “Don’t go anywhere.” He gave another quick kiss on the lips and went off to the kitchen.
Cole had already made two different kind of eggs and was now starting to fry up some bacon for his sweetheart. He grumbled a bit when he realized he only had one package in the fridge. Oh well, he won’t be eating bacon this morning then. Still humming cheerfully to himself, he moved on to grilling up some fluffy pancakes. He was so focused on not screwing up their breakfast, he hadn’t heard Helen walk in the kitchen. When she wrapped her arms around to hug his waist, Cole couldn’t help to sigh happily at feeling her so close to him. Now that they were finally together, little moments like these felt like heaven. “Breakfast is almost ready, gorgeous.” He stroked her soft arm and trailed his caloused fingers up and down her arm. “I didn’t keep you up with my snoring, did I?” He looked over his shoulder. Flipping a pancake, Cole resisted on doing a fancy toss just so he could impress Helen. It probably wouldn’t have impressed her... or maybe he was just scared it would land on the floor and he would look like a big idiot. “The first pancake is ready if you want to eat, Hellie.”
"If it’s not about your car or motorcycle, I don’t have time for you."
"Uh... I was just going to tell you that I'm done with the changing of the water pressure in the '93 Ford and will going to get lunch. Want anything, boss?"
Naked practice numerous times? I’m okay with that. We could always… try some new things that could expand this from a friendship to a relationship. But I do like the idea of an actual date.
*nods* Yeah, I'm okay with that too. New things are good too. Especially if I can be there with you. You'll be there, right? *wraps his arm around waist* You got to be there or I'll won't like it at all. Hey, I like it too. We're meant to be.
At a real fancy place. With napkins and silverware.
*rolls eyes* What do you mean? You’re one of her favorite people and you don’t even have to do anything. *shakes head* Nope, Nate and I got our own car all baby prepped. And yes! Your girlfriend? I’ve heard word through the grape vine. I’m so happy for you. Let’s just hope Finny doesn’t get jealous.*snickers*
It's easy to get her to love me now, but when she gets older and starts meeting other people, she'll realize how boring I am. Great, then I'll meet you three up there. *nods and smiles* Yeah, I finally got the nerve to ask Helen out. I'm still thinking she just said yes so she can make fun of me later. Nah, I bet she'll love Helen just as much as I do.
Really? You think five? *shakes his head* I guess I should take it as a compliment that I don’t look my age. And I’m not spreading lies!*huffs* Also I’ve never been a cowboy. So, don’t call me that. *nods his head* That makes sense. Yeah, that’s Morrigan for you. I’m surprised she’s settling down somewhat. Why not? It’s fun yo kiss and tell. And people don’t mistake you for a virgin. Or they think you’re a virgin and you’re making it all up. So I guess it could work against you. But you kinda give off a virgin vibe. Just a little bit.
*figures there’s not point in lying* They’ve taken me too, I’m a vampire.
*smiles widely* That's not what Morrigan says. That, my friend, was just a figurative of speech. *pats back* Alright, I won't call you cowboy. Uh, how come? She and Wyatt seem happy together. From what I hear if Morrigan doesn't like someone, she wouldn't pretend to like them. *laughs* I don't care if y'all think that. When a man tells everyone who he has slept with, everyone thinks he's a stud or whatever. Then the girl, who he supposedly had sex with. comes off as loose. *sighs* And that is something I don't want to contribute to.
*laughs* Oh yeah, you're a real bloodsucker. *glances at him* Wait, you're serious?
Don't Be Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf's Daughter // Cole&&Helen
Helen laughed softly at his command to come back to him. It made her heart leap up as she smiled at him, squeezing his hand back as he found her hand. She smiled as she pulled the sheets up around her with her free hand. Looking down at him with a still sleepy smile. As he opened his eyes, she pulled at the sheets even more. Biting down on her bottom lip.
But he didn’t even seem to notice at this point. He was so focused at looking at her in that loving way with that goofy smile that he couldn’t be bothered to be getting hot over her being naked right beside him. When he started talking about breakfast, she laughed against softly. Shaking her head slowly at him. God, he was too perfect. So perfect for her. It was fantastic to have someone like that. When he finally noticed, Helen nodded her head slowly. Smiling a bit at his red as a tomato face. Laughing at his comment she spoke, “Yeah, I am. It kind of happens when I change back. I’m… naked.” She said softly, laughing softly. Her own face beginning to turn red to match his.
Suddenly it got real hot and all Cole wanted to do was dump a bucket of ice water over his head. His mind was drawing a huge blank on what to say, since all he could think about was Helen naked. Man, did she have any cute moles on any special places? Pushing out any dirty thoughts of his head, he nodded slowly. "That happens each time?" Even though Helen didn't seem to mind the fact that he was the only one clothed, Cole couldn't help to turn a few more shades of red.
"Well, y-you look beautiful. I mean, what I see is beautiful. Which is just your face." Cole knew he was babbling like an idiot, but it was hard to try to form intelligent sentences while keeping his eyes from wandering. Especially when what he wanted to see was really gorgeous. "You can borrow some of my clothes!" Finally a smart idea! He jumped out of bed and rummaged through his drawers for clean clothes for her to wear. Getting a random t-shirt of his and boxers, he laid them on the bed for her. "I'll go make breakfast." He was about to leave, but he stopped and turned to give her kiss. "I'm really glad you're here."
Leaving Helen to her own privacy, Cole went to the kitchen to put together one hell of a breakfast for her. Patsy was already taking in the morning sun, that poured through kitchen window. Her tail bumped against the tiled floor as she wagged her hellos. "Hey girl." He said, stopping to pet her head. Wondering what exactly to make, he tied an apron around his waist as he tried to decide. It was probably best to make a bit of everything. He wanted her first morning with him to special and plus, he knew how much she loved to eat. Cole started whipping up some fried eggs as he happily whistled a random song.
