Drabble:78
POV:Third Person
"Where's my present?", Rose asked as soon as Lissa walked into Dimitri's apartment, eight days after Rose had woken up from being shot in the chest.
"Present?", Lissa frowning at her best-friend, who instead of lying on the bed was sitting at the coffee-table, against medical-advice no less.
"You know for the whole dying-and-reborn-crap thing?", Rose gestured vaguely with her hands and Dimitri who'd been perusing the newspaper, looked up and rolled his eyes.
Lissa didn't fumble this time. "Here you go, he's all yours!", she quipped, dragging her beau into the room.
"Wait, don't I get a say in this?", Christian scowled balefully.
"You? What about me?", Rose asked, outraged. "Don't I get a say, seeing as I got un-shadow-kissed and stuff?"
"Geez! You're modest, aren't you?", Christian asked sarcastically.
"Shove it, Fireboy! I'm trying to extricate both myself and you from this situation!"
"Extricate! Whoa, Hathaway! Someone put on their big-girl pant this morning. Very smart!", he teased her, flopping into a sofa and smiling at her lazily. "I'm surprised you even know the word."
"Ha-ha!", Rose rolled her eyes, pausing only to peck Dimitri's lips when he leaned towards her, retrieving his duster from the back of her chair. "You're a regular ray of sunshine, aren't you, attic-stalker?"
"As if you're any better, hey-I'm-bored-so-let's-screw-up-the-plan-that-my-f riends-made-and-take off-for-an-adventure! I swear to God, Rose, you nearly gave us all a heart-attack. Your old man almost started spouting grey hair."
"He's missed worrying about my…umm-"
"Shenanigans?", Lissa offered helpfully, still standing in the doorway.
"Yeah, those.", Rose smiled at her brightly before turning back to Christian. "He's gonna have to make up for 18 years of Hathaway-lessness."
"Lord have mercy on him!", Christian quipped.
"Hallelujah!", Rose pronounced, smiling deviously.
They stared at each other a minute, scowling; clearly disgruntled at having agreed on something.
"You're a fathead.", Rose declared.
"Fat-ass.", shot Christian.
"Excuse me, I'll have you know it's called being voluptuous, which FYI, is very in. But your condition, on the other hand, makes you retarded. If I was the religious-type, I'd light candles for Liss every Mass at church for having the saint-like patience for tolerating you."
"Oh, she's had lots of practice, putting up with you for the last decade or so. At least, in my case, she reaps certain benefits.", returned Christian, smiling lasciviously.
"Ew, gross Chris!", Rose moaned. "I just had Coco-pops!"
"Ooh, Coco-pops! Could I have some?", Christian asked hopefully.
"Yeah, sure. Milk carton's on the table, bowl's in the shelf over sink and the cereal box's right there.", Rose gestured towards the kitchen space.
"Cool.", Christian replied as he went cereal-hunting. "They're probably airing Spongebob now. Wanna watch?"
"Totally!", Rose smiled brightly, flipping through the TV channels.
Lissa and Dimitri watched them from the doorway, smiling at their banter.
"I told you this was a good idea.", Dimitri muttered, smiling dopily at the love-of-his-life.
"As much as I would love to agree, Dimitri, I still think that by the time we return, either your den's gonna be on fire or either one of them is gonna end up in the ER, after being beaten by the other.", Lissa sighed dramatically.
"My money's on Roza.", Dimitri answered immediately.
"Unfortunately, mine's too. Are you sure we can't use a baby monitor? Just in case?", she asked hopefully, turning towards the tall guardian.
"It won't cover the range. I tried.", Dimitri answered flatly before consulting his watch. "We should get going, your meeting's in 10."
"Sure thing.", Lissa shrugged, adjusting her clothes before sparing her two most favorite people a last, lingering glance. "May the odds be in their favor!"
So, firstly, I'm sorry for disappearing so long. I had a bit of an accident, and then I've been having some other complications these past few days, but I won't bore you with the details.
Point is, thank you for reading and do review. Cheers!
PS-Who knows what Lissa's parting comment refers to?