Blaise smiled, then yawned dramatically, "That was so cute you're making me sleepy."
Draco shrugged, "I could care less what you think. You wanted to hear about the new baby and that's where it started."
"Dray, calm down. Blaise is just being an ass. You both did the same to me at the end of my little tale and we both razzed Blaise." Pansy said, frowning at Draco.
Blaise smiled and stuck his tongue out at Draco. "It really was cute though." Blaise said almost whimsical. "All the love that passes from your heart to your words was like fire in my ears. The love you two can show each other at a drop of a hat is inspiring." Blaise stopped, dropping his head and raising his right hand. "Draco, you have inspired me to be a better man!"
Blaise placed him hand on his heart, raised his head to the celling and yelled out. "By Salazar Slytherin I swear, that I will never, and I mean never be as corny as Draco Malfoy-Potter. Never!" Blaise ended with a laugh.
Draco chuckled, "I -like- being corny. It gets my feelings across quite nicely. No misunderstandings, or all that many fights, and this way Harry knows how I feel. It works." He then laughed, "But yeah, it grosses the kids out as much as it does you."
"Are you saying that I'm like one of your kids?" Blaise said highly offended. "I'm not sure I want to talk to you anymore."
"Yes, Blaise, that is exactly what i'm saying. You've got the maturity level of my six year olds." Draco said, still grinning. He turned to Pansy, "Wouldn't you agree?"
Pansy shook her head, "Leave me out of this one please."
Blaise crossed his arms. "Pansy please tell Draco to suck it."
"Are you deaf Blaise? I want left out of this one." Pansy stopped and grinned like a chesire cat, "No, on second thought, you both have the maturity of six year olds, starting fights over the littlest things."
Draco frowned, "Pansy I'm shocked."
"I agree with Draco! That was completely out of line! I mean how many six year olds think about sex twenty for seven!" Blaise raised his eyebrows as if to say 'see I'm right'.
Pansy snickered, "Well, to be honest, Blaise your actually the only one i know who thinks about sex 24/7. Not everyone is so dedicated."
Blaise sighed. "I know, I should so get a metal or something."
Draco sent a wink at Pansy before turning to Blaise, "We could...have Ron bronzed for you."
Pansy giggled, "While erect so you would still be allowed some fun with him."
"It would make a nice trophy." Draco said, nodding in agreement.
Blaise shook his head. "That would be really cold." Blaise shivered and broke out in to a grin. "But strangely exciting."
"Ugh. Thanks Blaise." Draco muttered, pretending to gag.
Pansy laughed, "I personally think it wouldn't be as satisfying."
Blaise shook his head. "I like watching him moan in pleasure and if he's not doing that then," Blaise shrugged. "It's just not worth it."
"Thats...almost a reassuring thought." Draco said, pretending to heave a sigh.
Blaise looked over at Draco and opened his mouth to speak then closed it and turned away again. "I'm still not talking to you. I hope you know."
"And he couldn't be like this in school? Could you just imagine all the solitude I could have had?" Draco asked, looking over at Pansy and grinning.
Pansy shrugged and gulped down some of her pumpkin juice, "Somehow i think he would have found other ways to annoy you."
Blaise stuck out his tongue at Pansy. "I am not annoying." Blaise huffed before adding. "And I'll sic Ron on whoever says that I am again. He's quite mean when wants to be."
Draco waved his hand, "See? Six year old tendencies." He grinned, then looked at Pansy, "I do believe we are back at you for this story telling time."
"Six year old tendencies my ass." Blaise mumbled. "You'll regret saying those words Drakie darling, I do run a hospital, if you've forgotten..." Blaise seethed to himself.
"Relax, Blaise. I know you run a hospital." Draco frowned, "What's got you so uptight over a joke?"
"I..." But Blaise didn't finish he closed his mouth and clenched his jaw, it was just one of those things that just ticked him off, people telling him that he acts like a little kid, that he looks like a little kid, and that he may not understand something because he on an emotional level wasn't developed enough. "It's nothing, just sick of it." He decided to say quietly, the joke wasn't funny when it's has been told to him before, only not in jest.
Draco shifted in his seat slightly. He was dying to know what was going on in his friends mind, but he also knew that that would just set Blair off even more, and he really wanted to avoid that. Draco really didn't want this get-together to end early nor on bad terms, "Ok." Draco then looked at Pansy, "I think its your turn, Pans."
Pansy sent a mock glare at her friend, "Don't call me that. I'm not a cooking supply. And yes, it is my turn."
Blaise's smile reapeared on his face. "Yeah! I want to know what you and Miss god-awful-name do after you entered this mystrious unknown club!"
"It's a cafe." Pansy growled, "Clubs are what you go to either for dancing or for fancy schmacy shit. Not breakfast. But since you asked so nicely I suppose I could continue on with my story...
