Make up with the person above you!

[SummerWhispers]

Oh those photos, not to come between us, I have back ups for all of them, I knew this would happen someday and took precautions for just this type of problem.

[Flaming]

You are such a far-sighted lady, are we OK?

[SummerWhispers]

Oh of course, photos are a dime a dozen I have tons on my blogs,we are more than good.

[Mordred]

Summer.. I promise, no more snide remarks about the sun. Also, I'll try to be aware of when it's a good time to get your skin all messed up with blue. I also promise to help clean you.. oh wait.. heh.. that's a promise to myself. We good? Your pulse is saying yes, I believe.

[Stone]

You know those little blue butterflies you've been keeping in the glass box downstairs? Yeah, come back before I start playing will-he-won't-he with their wings. 

[freakforlife]

I swear, I was only trying to take a measurement of your neck.  For what?  It's a secret.  You'll find out on your birthday! 

[Veluux]

You remembered my birthday? You are so sweet! I didn't know you still cared about me. We can get back together on one condition. By me a giant spear, with a battle-sharpened blade. I have Romans to kill.

[SummerWhispers]

Ok I am sorry I mentioned the others....and our lack of privacy...I now see that they are in fact part of war party, and are needed, so I guess I can tolerate them as long as we have some privacy.

[Veluux]

It's okay my love. I understand you were frustrated and annoyed. Sometimes the fans get a little too crazy, and then yes there are the war parties as well. I totally respect our privacy and I will try to escape the crowd when I can. We can make this work.

[SummerWhispers]

Well I suppose if you tell them to stop, attempting to jump me from behind I can make it work....but only if that request is met. If so we will indeed have a wonderful time....and make our own privacy

[Veluux]

I will see it done. Nobody shall dare to look at you wrong without fear of my wrath. the world is ours my dear sweet summer. I long to taste your strawberry lips again and run my hands through your long golden locks. Even death shall not keep me from you.

[SummerWhispers]

Ok, ok I promise I will stop breaking up with you every day or evening, and will be a bit more tolarant of you choice in friends.

[Mordred]

Ok I have a small list of promises. First.. No more blue on your face. What about your lips? You know how I feel about those lips. Next.. the jello goes away after 3:11am. Yep, time for me to finally grow up with that silly stuff. Lastly.. I promise.. no more dissing the sun. Old habits, baby. Now please.. will you get yourself in my coffin?

[SummerWhispers]

I guess when you seem to be trying to make this work, but wow a coffin, well ok I guess I can try it....as I am known to try most anyting at least once.

[Mordred]

Ok.. how 'bout.. if I told you.. I had a small ice-box installed in my box.. and it's filled with Haagen Dazs?

[OrchidofDarkness]

Alright so I made you a king sized coffin covered in blue and insulated with automatic heaters to help at least keep you looking alive and blow the mind of the slayers as well. Can I come home now....Im not liking the way this church is staring at me.

[Mordred]

Silly Orchid.. you and your fascination with the church. Not only can you return.. but if you stay put for a moment or two, I'll make like a blue blur and whisk you from those disapproving eyes and into this box of ours. I promise to embrace the nightmares with the full of my dead heart.

[Kitsunetsuki]

How about if I just swallow my pride, tell you that I miss you, and offer you mounds and mounds of blue jello?

[Mordred]

Such an offer, Lady Fox.. taps wildly at my lecherous senses.. while luring a crimson drop from these cerulean eyes. Whoa.. it all went purple! Oh wait.. heh.. the lights flickered for a moment. Phew.. thought the poles did their shift for a moment. Get over here and please let me douse you in blue jello. I promise to try.. to behave.

[SummerWhispers]

Ok I am here to get you to take me back once again, it is cold and I would indeed tolerate your coffin if only you would allow me to sleep there for the duration of this damn cold spell.

[Mordred]

While I'm not so sure about being 'tolerated'.. hmm.. will work on that.. make it so by tomorrow you're clawing at this ol' box of mine to get your scrumptious self inside. Get in, gorgeous.. and I'll even be your own personal blankie.

[SummerWhispers]

Hmmm not sure what to reply to that one with, perhaps you will be clawing to get out...to rest for a bit.

[Mordred]

Ok.. new deal! How's about if the snug coffin was surounded by a lush, no expense spared.. state of the art yet wildly authentic mid-1300s dungeon? For show, mostly.. apart from any torture apparati that could come in deviant use. Wide screen video, if you catch my drift.. Dolby surround sound.. hell, I'll even throw in a bowling lane or two. I'm willing to bend way over backwards. Heh.. even see a vampire bend all the way back? Yup.. 6'4" but wait till you see.. well.. ok, maybe that's not a good thought. Whaddya say, Summer? Willing to give this a shot?

[SummerWhispers]

Certainly, you had me with the torture, instruments....it is well known I have a thing for bondage, and all its devices.


And all the rest is just icing on the cake.....so to speak.


*Hops in, pulling the lid closed after*

[Belle33]

You're a ray of sunshine.  I can't stay away.   Come back, beautiful!