Quinsar's Tower VII

[Quinsar]

He grins then... Kiss.

[Beans]

She holds it as long as possible.
Forgetting how to end it.

[Quinsar]

Quinsar will pullback to breathe.

[Beans]

She giggles.
You're more fun than a busload of cheerleaders.

[Quinsar]

And you're cuter than a kitten.

[Beans]

Meow! I'll scratch your chair legs and ignore everyone with disdain!

[Quinsar]

He giggles and nuzzles her.

[Beans]

She conks out, snoring gently.

[Quinsar]

He'll just hold her.





Quinsar is doing somehing, in his room.

[Beans]

She wakes up later.
Bwuh?

[Quinsar]

Quinsar is in the kitchen

[Beans]

She pulls on her top and undies and stumbles in.

[Quinsar]

I made morning cocktails!

[Beans]

I love you forever!

[Quinsar]

He grins and offers her a cocktail. In an oversized margarita glass.
Love you more.

[Beans]

She hammers it down.
Nuh-uh.

[Quinsar]

Yuhuh.
More drinking.

[Beans]

Think we should jump ahead to the end of their relationship at some point?
She giggles.

[Quinsar]

Probably.


He's still nude.

[Beans]

She pulls out a marker and starts doodling on his abs.

[Quinsar]

He's rather scrawny at this time.

[Beans]

Well, his ribs.
She giggles.
He'll soon be covered in dinosaurs and lasers and robots and kitties.

[Quinsar]

Quisnar chckles and hugs her.

[Beans]

She hugs back, downing some moar booze.
Timejump?

[Quinsar]

Sure, time jump!

[Beans]

*readies catapult, loads self and Quin on*
WHEE!
*BOING*
Psy is stumbling around.
QUINNY!
WHERE THE HELL'S ALL THE BOOZE?!

[Quinsar]

*Sigh*
You drank it sweetie!
Then threw a bottle at me.

[Beans]

... But...
... AAAAGHHHHH!

[Quinsar]

Honey babe...
maybe you should stop driniking so much...

[Beans]

NO.
She tosses a bottle at him. Luckily, it's a little cognac bottle and clatters to the floor.