Toni was.. oddly nervous. She stood outside Roy's door, a small giftbox in her silver hands.
I hope he likes this she thought to herself, reaching up her knuckles to rap on the door three times. When he opened the door, she was greeted by one of Haper's famous smiles.
Toni smiled back widely, opening her arms for a hug while letting herself into his little flat.
"And to what do I owe this vis-- is that for me?" He chuckled out when Toni turned around to face him as he shut the door. She nodded in return, smile fading into a little grin.
She held the box out to him, silver and purple wrapping glinted in the light. "I spent like.. a bloody hour wrapping this thing Roy." She chuckled, and shook the box at him to come get it from her, which he did very happily.
"What's the occasion, it isn't my birthday. Is it?" He joked, tapping the calender on the fridge, instead of opening the box right away however, he decided to take out his most recent baked cookies and milk for the two, bringing them to the kitchen counter where Argent had pulled herself onto.
"This is exactly why," Toni's eyes shot to the cookies, as she gladly accepted one to nibble on. "You do way too much for you. You bake way to much for me. And I don't know if you remember this.." She then reached into her pocket to pull out two small necklaces. "You gave one to me for christmas that keeps me warm because I'm always cold. And the other was because you were the only one to remember by birthday."
The man smiled, loving when people accepted his own gifts with joy, and proceeded to clip own of the jewels around her neck, so it lay on her chest right above her scarred A.
"Now." She began again, leaning over the plate of cookies to grabe the box and push it gently against the boy's midsection. "Time to return all your lovely favors."
"You know you shouldn't have." Shut up Roy, don't be modest. But he still un-wrapped the paper and opened the medium sized box, and as soon as his face lit up so did hers. She really did hope he liked it.
Roy set the box down on the counter while pulling out the custom watch. It was rather nice, or so Argent thought. Had a light gold color all around, on the inside scribbled a message, and the clock hands were both arrows.
"Daddy knows a guy who makes them all custom and junk. And with your archery and all the Indian stuff I thought you'd like it. Besides I don't know what to get a guy. Figured watch would fit." She giggled, Taking it from him for a moment to show him what was written on this inside,
"It says--"
"Awh it says Papa Roy." He finished her sentence, landing a kiss on her forehead before clasping it around his wrist.
"You're too cute silver girl, thank you for this." He finished with another smile.
"Mhm I'm pretty cute. And I only love you for your cookies." She teased with a smirk, nibbing more cookie. Roy rolled his eyes, leaned his back against the counter next to her while the two began to reminisce.
Argent was just happy she could finally return the favor, and make Roy happy like he always made her.
Wow. I have a lot to say. One, I hope you know I'm due this week. You know, your baby. The one you spawned with me. I swear if it's a mini-you I'm clawing out your testes. Anyway, I hope you know that. I also hope you know I'm not letting you keep our daughter to yourself.
ALSO TO THAT FUTURE ROY I HOPE YOUR BACON BURNS. WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT ACTUALLY MEAN.
Anyway. I don't really have much else to say other than you look better with facial hair, you're annoying, and you need to ease up on the hair gel.
