Disclaimer: I do not own the Southern Vampires series. All rights belong to Charlaine Harris.

A/N: What can I say, I was bored…

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MrGraciousPlenty: About fucking time, lover. Are you feeling any better tonight?

MsTroubleMagnet: Sure you shouldn't change your name to MrGrumpyPants?

MrGraciousPlenty: Doesn't have the proper ring to it. Tell me how you're doing, lover.

MsTroubleMagnet: A little better, I guess. I'm working on it. But I'm pretty bored at this point. Sam won't let me come back to work yet.

MrGraciousPlenty: I should think not. You need the time off. And you know I still want you to come stay with me.

MsTroubleMagnet: I know. But I need to be here for Amelia right now and you know we still have a few things to work out before I even consider something like that. How are you and Pam?

MrGraciousPlenty: Way to change the subject, oh obstinate one. I am well. Pam has just opened the club and is insisting that I make an appearance tonight. She says for you to eat lots of chocolate for some reason.

MsTroubleMagnet: Already on it. I have all the comfort food in the world taking up space in the kitchen.

MrGraciousPlenty: Ahh. And what are you wearing right now?

MsTroubleMagnet: Do you want me to lie to make it more interesting?

MrGraciousPlenty: No, but you may change if you want.

MsTroubleMagnet: I'm too tired to get up. I'm wearing light blue boxer pyjama, a white tank top and a red robe. Very exciting. What are you wearing?

MrGraciousPlenty: You are always exciting. And I'm not wearing anything.

MsTroubleMagnet: You're joking.

MrGraciousPlenty: Nope. I anticipated your question and took all my clothes off. And Pam can attest to it, since she just barged in here without knocking. I will prove it. Do you have your cell phone around?

MsTroubleMagnet: Yes, but there's no need to prove it. Oh, great. Thank you! I'll print it out and frame it next to Mr. January…

MrGraciousPlenty: Feel free, lover. You can watch me all those long and lonely nights I can't be there with you. And please feel free to feel yourself when you look at me. Perhaps I can have an enticing picture of you as well?

MsTroubleMagnet: Sorry, you'll have to get that gorgeous ass over here if you want to see me. In about forty years when I can undress without cringing again.

MrGraciousPlenty: You will always be beautiful, dear one. You won't have any marks left in a few weeks anyway and then I will show you just how gorgeous you are. Until then I will settle for telling you.

MsTroubleMagnet: Thank you, Eric. I mean it. You're making me feel even better.

MrGraciousPlenty: Then I will bid you goodnight on a high note. You should get some sleep and I need to go and grace the masses with my presence.

MsTroubleMagnet: Yes, I suppose you're right. I'm tired from not doing anything all day. We will talk again soon?

MrGraciousPlenty: Of course, lover. I will even try to stop by for a visit tomorrow. Goodnight, dear One.

MsTroubleMagnet: Goodnight, Eric.

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