Charlie.
Alice of Legend peered over the side of the bulding, then backed away, fear evident in her features. I could almost feel it coming off of her in waves. "I'm not getting on that," she snapped, looking at her Harbinger like he was mad (which, of course, he was. We're all a little mad here).
"You don't have much of a choice," he mumbled, looking back down at the Articulated Imperion Bird beneath him. I chuckled, pretending to be inspecting my Bird, while I was really watching those two. They were far past being Twitterpatted. But, as I had observed, they were too stubborn to admit it.
"You don't understand, I am not getting on that!" I allowed myself a miniscule eyeroll, wondering how much longer they would keep this up.
"It's perfectly safe! Safe-ish." The Harbinger stammered, looking around and pointedly not looking at Alice of Legend.
"Look, I have a thing about flying!" Gunshots came towards us, and I decided that it was about time to go.
"Yeah? Well I've got a thing about bullets!" Hatter sighed, "Look, I'll do the flying, all you have to do is hold on."
I smiled a little bit. They were finally getting somewhere! Soon there would no doubt be wedding bells, as I had seen before I met them.
I glanced at the two of them; Alice was still hesitant, and for the first time, I saw him look at her with a tender gaze as he took her hand. "Look, I wouldn't let you do it, if I didn't think you'd be ok."
Ahh yes, our little Harbinger and Alice of Legend were quite Twitterpatted. I just wished they would figure it out for themselves.
Fly on the Wall.
"You're being ridiculous, Ha--David," Jack started, pointing a finger in his face, "He was terrible for her, and she should've never doubted her true love's words!" Alice was sitting on the couch watching her two boys argue with an amused look on her face.
"Well, if he was really her true love, he wouldn't have left her in the first place, would he?"
"He was doing it for her own good!"
"Oh, right, and that's why he lied to her, isn't it?"
"Well, the 'bloke' you're defending certainly had his share of secrets!"
"That's not the point, they weren't his secrets to tell!"
Carol walked in from the kitchen and looked at Alice, "What're they arguing about?"
Her daughter bit her lip to keep from laughing, "Whose better for Bella; Edward or Jacob."
